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>>2323706 It wasn’t a trick. Medea had not been lying to me; it was all true! It was almost too good to think this all could happen the way it was going; but that was just my paranoia of being afraid of getting made fun of.
The window was perfect. Erika was just below…! NAKED! I couldn’t believe it at first.
She was giving her back to me, singing something that was echoing on the otherwise empty shower room. I had never noticed she had a nice voice; it was weird that I was noticing that just when my attention should be focused on the important stuff.
Speaking of, the important stuff was just fine. Erika had a thin waist with wide, nice hips and kind of thick legs. Her back looked almost delicate, but her arms had some meat to them. She was beautiful in her nudity; the first I ever saw in person.
Medea climbed the boxes, too. She was by my side. We could both fit at the same time to peep in, no problem. I didn’t care if Erika found out anymore; as far as it went, I had already won no matter if she beat me up or whatever.
“Pretty, isn’t she?” Medea asked me in low voice.
“Yeah… oh, but not as much as you!” I hoped I had saved it. Either way, I didn’t unglue my face from Erika. Nothing would make me do that, even if Medea got mad at me.
“I like Erika’s rear. That is not to say she is not well-proportioned everywhere else; it is just a statement that it is my favorite part of hers. I am glad you are appreciating it.”
Medea’s voice switched. I didn’t know why, but it changed. I didn’t have time to worry about that, though. Erika started singing louder and swaying them hips from side to side, water and soap dripping on her perfect bottom, lightly bouncing.
“She usually takes seven to eight minutes to shower and she just started; enjoy the show!” Medea knew a lot about Erika showering for some reason.
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>>2323708 I was going to. Even if Medea was not to my side, I was not even planning on taking it out and jacking it. This was more of a… spectacle, or a circus performance or movie. It had to be taken in, remembered forever; the rest could all wait.
“How do her buttocks compare to mine?” Medea asked me with her affected voice. I heard some rustling, a piece of cloth going up and something else going down. No way!
I looked away from Erika for the first time, didn’t think it was possible. It was Medea moving her skirt around but not showing anything at all other than her legs – which was nice, no arguing that –. She giggled at me and took her tongue out. “Got you, you perv! I am afraid it is not going to be so easy.”
She had lied to me but I forgave her. I laughed her joke off; it had been funny unlike that other one. “I’m sure yours is also very nice,” was that something to tell her that moment? My mind was not working okay. I switched back to check on Erika.
That butt was right where we had left it. She didn’t have any birthmark or anything on it to remember it by; its bubble shape would have to be enough.
“Oh… oh, my!” Medea expressed because Erika had bent over to wash her legs. It was… wow!
I had never gotten my hopes this high up. I thought I would get to see Erika buck naked, yes; but I thought that at most I would get a passing glance at her bush and that was it.
There was no bush; none at all! She was bare all over; and bending over the smallest, bean-shaped piece of clear brown skin made it out of the slit I was looking at without blinking. It looked amazing with water running down it; I now knew what Erika’s bald, wet pussy looked like!
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>>2323709 It was the most incredible thing ever; and it was pretty close, to boot! Erika kept singing and shaking it. “That is… a little more than we bargained for, is it not? W-well, are you not the luckiest man in camp, Alvin?” Medea asked me, embarrassed for what we were looking at.
“Huh,” I meant to say “yes”, that was what it came out.
Erika washed her feet and legs like there was no tomorrow, she took her sweet time, opening her legs sometimes and showing us even more. Even Medea couldn’t take her eye off.
“We… have seen plenty, would you not agree? I would say we have about two minutes before she is done showering!” Medea stuttered to say. She looked nervous. That was okay, I was nervous too.
Erika finished washing below and stretched her back and then she put some shampoo all over her hair and turned around with her eyes closed.
“R-really? Well, if we must…” I had a feeling Medea was getting jealous.
Erika’s face was straight in front of us. There was no way she could top what she had done before, but this was also amazing. This way I even got to see her boobs! Erika was smiling and singing; I didn’t even care if she opened her eyes. I was curious what would she think if she saw us after all that.
The nipples were so different in person; they… moved with the dripping water, the boobs bounced even when they weren’t all that big, all Erika had to do was to move her arms around. I was so happy I could have died right there and call it even. No porn, not even the most hardcore shit out there could even come close to the real thing.
Medea dragged me. “Come on, Alvin. We have seen enough and she should be done. It is… rather late. Do you mind if we continue our business some other time? I will call you, I have your number.”
Yeah, she was mad. Didn’t matter. I had seen heaven.
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>>2323711 *
I heard that Erika gave quite the show. While Alvin certainly deserved some sort of retribution for what he had done to him while he was completely innocent, I could not help hating him a little for seeing Erika in that state. That was my crush, after all.
Medea sounded somehow sour. Erika had obviously had fun. The sisters had had WAY too much fun and they didn’t even bother to hide it. I knew I should have gone, even if I had to sneak around in my undies. It probably wouldn’t have done anyone any good, but I would have felt better about it.
Erika had returned wearing a towel and smelling of chemicals and artificial, strong, scents; what people called ‘clean’. She had been permitted a towel and plastic sandals instead of having to come back nude. The logic of it was that after showering, that much should be allowed under normal circumstances, dare or not.
It was still Medea’s turn, technically. Still, when Jodi and Peggy lost for the very first time Medea allowed Erika to say whatever dare she pleased. It was not a good thing; Erika took things a little too far.
“You know that old bat, you can’t have them go there this late when there’s no one else!” Lisa protested. “We’re supposed to be taking it easy.”
“We are. Who is going to suspect this is a dare if it’s just the doc doing his usual thing?” Erika explained her position, which I reluctantly had to agree to, despite not liking it one bit. “Oh, and something extra for size. You have to do EVERYTHING he says,” we shouldn’t have challenged her, now Erika had added something else.
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>>2323712 “I’m still going to slap him,” Peggy decided with fiery eyes.
“I want Maggie present. She makes sure he never gets out of control,” Jodi worryingly looked at the time.
“I am not sure about that,” I disagreed, shuddering to remember being under the care of the lovely nurse; not that the doctor was any better. They were both bad news.
Having to return to the circle every time was eating the night away. It was already ten minutes for the curfew, which we had reason to believe would be enforced, by the time they made it to the offices. We still both doubted that we could not receive medical attention regardless of the hour, or that the doctor would mind receiving two pretty girls no matter how late.
This time I wasn’t part of the crew either, just received updates every few minutes. I was stuck with the barely dressed team, now. I was pants-less, Lisa was everything-less except for her bikini bottom, Erika had nothing but a towel and Carmen was downright nude. Out time would come later in the night when everyone had gone to bed and we could wander around fearlessly.
Not that spending time with the girls was something I minded doing. It was nice for a change of pacing. I was almost always the default witness.
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>>2323713 *
To be honest, not a lot could have bothered me after Peggy and I had that little chance to our privacy back in the changing room. Sex was fantastic and we lost little doing it; so everyone – in the coven – who could judge us could just stick it. Even having a meeting with Dr. Schneider didn’t sound so bad. Peggy was the same, very mellowed out after we did our thing. This time we tried scissoring, and we had plenty of other ideas; we would go through the whole lesbian Kama sutra if we could find it.
Going to the office was still scary. All lights were off and there was no one around. Medea had already come up with a story and she would explain it to anyone we met, so that was fine; and technically we had a boy with us, Lady. Technically. Well, not really.
Point was: it was scary. The glass doors were unlocked, the nice lady was not at her desk at the entrance, and the most important thing was that Bill wasn’t, either. I didn’t want to see him. We walked to the right all the way until we reached a corner and turned to find the clinic. The plastic chairs in front of the closed door with the ‘Clinic’ sign with electric lights still coming from under it were all empty, including the desk of the old lady with the dumb glasses who always yelled at you no matter what you did.
We were too scared to go and knock, Medea did it for us; she would know what to say. Lady tried turning on the secretary’s computer even when we told her not to. When the loud sound that meant that a Windows computer was on rang all over the building, I thought we would have a heart attack.
“Sh… I mean drat! It’s password protected! They thought of everything!” Lady complained.
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>>2323714 The door opened.
a) Maggie is present, clumsy but well-meaning as usual.
b) Maggie already went to sleep. It’s up only to the good doctor.
c) Maggie left, but she’s called in. She comes with a bathrobe and no bra.
d) Twist! The doctor left and only Maggie is in. She is not quite herself because of a notebook.
How to proceed?
1) Thermometers.
2) Well, Schneider IS a gynecologist.
3) Mammogram? Cancer is a thing.
4) Clever old man. He realized something quite abnormal on his own.
5) This is now about actually important stuff. Automatically chosen if D wins.
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>>2323715 C, perhaps D could be revisited later, if the notebook was buried beneath some paperwork, but it also might be best to leave that thread be.
3+4, 3 for the guaranteed lewd and 4 because it's caught my attention.
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>>2323715 C3 and save D5 for later if there's still "later".
D5 right now otherwise.
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>>2323715 Great start for the 1. Scene of this part,
Setting the perfect baseline and mood for this thread.
A or C, as the doc alone may need a hand to be able yo handle both of them ;)
3 and 4, Yawn quite said it all.
(Ignore the picture, let's give the others a chance ;)
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A, 3. Wouldn't want anyone contracting a case of camp cancer, would we?
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>>2323715 “Ida? Is that you?” the one opening the door was the old doctor. He had aged a lot this last few hours, if that was possible. His eyes looked more sunken, his wrinkles more… wrinkly. Maybe it was the light coming behind him on his office where everywhere else was dark. “Huh? What are you…? You leave that machine alone, you!” he yelled at Lady.
“Easy, old-timer. I wanted to see if it had some photos or something,” Lady disconnected the computer like that was the right way to turn it off.
“Dr. Schneider? I apologize for the intrusion at this hour,” Medea got close to him and pulled the sleeve of the old doctor’s lab coat. He adjusted his glasses and looked at her. “May we inconvenience you with an after-hours, extra-official office visit?”
He changed his mind very quick. From angry he went to happy after noticing us all. “Well, that’s my job! The camp doctor! Come on in, how can I help you?”
He turned and went back inside before we could answer, jogging to his desk like a much younger man. Peggy and I shrugged to each other and followed Medea and Lady, who entered without any concerns. I was the last in and closed the door. We didn’t need anyone looking in or listening.
The doctor thought that staring at us would get him his answer, and he was right. Medea explained. “We came as moral support,” she made this elegant thing with her hand meaning her and Lady. “Our friends, Peggy and Jodi; they have been suffering from a plethora of non-specific symptoms and overall weakness. Could we request for assistance?”
“Ha! So they can’t even tell me what’s wrong,” doctor jumped from his seat. Was he actually a fourteen year old kid in a very realistic rubber suit? “Interesting challenge. I accept it! Very well, let us begin with the examination!”
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>>2324510 “Wait! Wait!” I said. I didn’t want him getting ahead of himself. “Where is… the nurse? I’m sorry but there are two of us, don’t you need any help?”
“Oh, Maggie? She is already fast asleep as we speak. Don’t worry about it. I might not look like it, but I can handle around a patient or two,” he reached to touch us; Peggy and me. We recoiled. He smelled old.
“I insist!”, “Can you please call Maggie?”, “We’ll feel a lot better if she’s here with you!”, “Please, doctor!”, “We’ll agree to anything you say, do any test,”, “We’d just really prefer if she was here to help us!” we said.
It was a dare but we still hated it. We backed until we crashed to the door and it wasn’t sure that I would open it and we would run away screaming.
“Oh, alright! Alright! Alright!” he doctor threw his hands on the air. “I’ll call her in. Give her a minute.”
He got a smartphone from a pocket on his lab. I thought that everyone older than sixty couldn’t use those to save their lives.
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>>2324512 *
We didn’t let him touch us the whole time and we hid on a corner, examining a plastic skeleton like we were getting paid to do it. Medea and Lady sat in front of the guy at his desk. He kept asking them questions and trying to find excuses to lay his hands on either of them.
Medea had very good explanations about her complexion; she must have been used to talk to doctors. I didn’t even know what they were talking about half the time. Hypothyroidism, pallor, thalassemia, hypoglycaemia, TB, weird words; I had no idea; I wasn’t even sure but the doctor may have said something that sounded like ‘Michael Jackson’ at some point.
I was mad that Maggie made us wait. Peggy and I were about to yell at the same time “Took your sweet time!” at the door when it opened, when we saw that condition the nurse was in.
She had rushed here; her hair was kind of a mess. She had no makeup, not that she needed it. She had pink, bunny slippers and a purple bathrobe covering an also pink and completely transparent nightgown; we could see the straps of it over her shoulders and part of it on her cleavage – no bra, how bold! – and under the robe near her ankles where it was fluffy. “What is the emergency, doctor?” she yawned, covering her mouth.
“The worst kind, my dear!” said the doctor, and I knew he didn’t feel the least sorry for making poor Maggie come the way she was. It was also kind of our fault, but he was worse because he was his boss or something. “The kind of undetermined crisis that we have yet to discover! We don’t know the cause of their sickness; it could be fatal for all we know. To make it worse, they do not let me lay a hand on them and profess only you may. Can you see our predicament?”
“I understand, doctor,” Maggie yawned again, and she made Peggy and me yawn, too. Half asleep she still got her hair on a bun, securing it with a blue pen. She looked very cool doing it so fast without thinking.
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>>2324513 “I wouldn’t mind a checkup,” Lady said after having a look at the nurse. Not any look, that look only construction workers and rednecks did; dirty eyes from head to toe and then back to the legs and chest, like seizing meat. Yuck.
“You can have one if you want to after Jodi and Peggy have a chance to resolve the object of their visit,” Medea scolded her and to make a point spanked Lady, who squealed like a small animal. It was well deserved. Even Maggie felt uncomfortable getting ogled like that.
While the doctor reviewed the paperwork we had to fill out, Maggie took our vitals, weighted us and measured us.
“Peggy, you wrote you are 5’1 in your intake questionnaire; but you are 5’3,” Maggie said.
“Huh, I guess it’s been a while. I’m catching up to you, Jodi!” Peggy said, very happy. I knew she’d do that, it made me roll my eyes. Then she said, low to Maggie, “Can you… I know this is weird, but can you measure my boobs… see if they…?” she would never catch up to me, there. I smirked. I didn’t weigh almost two pounds more than her just because.
“Oh, a clinical breast exam, is it?” how the hell had the doctor heard that? Did he read her lips? “Very understandable concern, quite. Millions and millions of dollars are allocated towards the research and assistance for breast cancer every year for good reason. It is never too young to start. You did well to come here! Maggie, if you please.”
“What? No! We didn’t come for a…” Peggy tried, but Medea interrupted.
“WHATEVER you think is necessary, Doctor,” she raised her cute voice at the start. Right, the stupid dare. We couldn’t refuse any test the doctor wanted to do… or however he wanted to do them; not now that the conditions were met. Maggie was with us.
“Well… I don’t know about necessary. Advisable? Appropriate? Commendable? Maggie; can you take care of one of the girls?” which meant he would take the other one.
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>>2324515 We shuddered. Peggy jumped to Maggie, she was closest. “A-about measuring my boobs and all, you can also do the exam thing while we’re at it!” she shouted, her insecurity about sizes meaning very little when getting touched by bony hands was at stake.
“I can help, too!” Lady got up. Peggy pushed him/her away. Nice try, Lady.
“That is… not a terrible idea,” Medea mused something. She stopped the doctor before he could lay his hands on me. “Doctor; I am ever so sorry. Could you, instead of personally performing this exam, allow my friend to help?” she meant Lady. “She is not… very experienced on these matters and she has to learn to perform this procedure periodically on herself from now on. Could we trouble you this way?”
“R-right! Yes, Lady; please help ME instead!” I jumped at the chance. Between Lady and the old doctor, Lady was leagues better. Medea was right, too; Lady had to learn to be a girl and Bill had been very clear about it; she was a girl with all the functioning parts. Her first period was not going to be fun, either.
“I would… recommend this to be performed by a medical professional,” the doctor was stubborn. Lady did puppy eyes and pulled his sleeve. Wow; that was fast; I learned that trick when I was five years old, but that also meant it took me five years to learn it. “U-understandable. Yes, yes; I will direct you. Alright; Jodi, is it? Please disrobe.”
“Oh?” I was so glad the doctor wouldn’t place his paws on me after all I forgot that I still had to undress.
Peggy was way ahead of me. My clever little sister had left me to sink and had taken Maggie behind a curtain the clinic had; her shirt and bra hanging from it.
“Ha, ha! It tickles!”
“Sorry. Now lift your arms. There we go. Okay, now the other one,” they were having such a great time.
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>>2324517 On the meantime, the old doctor and Lady were staring me down. The doctor coughed. Medea cleared her throat. They were not going to make it any easier. I sighed. Nothing to do.
I took off my pink jacket and left it on the chair Lady was sitting before. It was part of the two-piece outfit. I took off my shirt, showing them my white brassiere. My sweatpants were riding low so they could also see my panties; not that it mattered. I took off the bra, not even trying to hide them. I was already barefoot; I had to be to have my height taken before.
“I am sure there is nothing to worry about; I fail to see anything but a very healthy, young lady!” the doctor said, smiling creepily at me being topless; and he wasn’t the only one. At least Lady didn’t look scary doing that, though; she was actually kind of cute.
Color went up to my face; I tried to play it off. It would only make it harder if I didn’t. Breathing was harder; I wasn’t cold even being half-naked. I couldn’t look anyone in the eye; not even Medea who was standing on the sidelines, still like a doll; everyone staring at my breasts.
The doctor told Lady what to do, holding a mirror in front of me so Lady could see – she was behind me.
The first part was with my hands down. With two fingers, Lady started drawing circles around my boobs, very slowly. Her hands were warm and very, very soft. She took it very easy on me; the doctor had to tell her to do it harder or she wouldn’t be able to feel any lumps. She even said “sorry,” when I happened to flinch.
“Okay, now around the nipple. This area can be very sensitive so I recommend care. If you feel uncomfortable I can take over for you!” the doctor kept giving instructions.
I begged Lady to keep going and she did. It wasn’t THAT sensitive. After she was done she could do my left one, then I raised my arms and we went again. She got to get a good feel of how my boobs felt; the whole thing took minutes.
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>>2324518 Peggy came behind the curtains, all dressed up. She was flashing me a smile, like she wanted me to tell me something. She didn’t need to; I had already guessed long ago. They’d gotten bigger again. There was a reason she kept using my bras. Nothing to worry about: I was still a pound worth of the stuff bigger.
It was my turn to go behind the curtain, and this time it was with everyone; also Peggy and Maggie. Everyone got to watch! For the next part I needed to lie down, raise my arms, and let Lady keep learning how a woman felt through me.
Again, soft, warm fingers. Again, with the circular motions slowly going up and down; again, close to my nipples; everyone telling her that she has to do it harder to feel it right; and Lady saying “sorry” and obeying. I knew why she did that, too; Lady was very sensitive and figured that getting my boobs pushed that way must hurt. It didn’t, but I wasn’t about to tell her that in front of everyone. “Oh, no; Lady. It actually feels kind of nice. Your hands are very soft.” Too awkward to say out loud.
She finished with my left boob; and it became time for the last step. The doctor said the words. “Now, you have to squeeze your friend’s nipples; not too hard, but be firm. We have to lookout for any discharges. It is normal procedure.”
I was ready. I knew it was going to be embarrassing. Lady had slowly felt me over; at this point she was basically molesting me… well, not molesting me; she had my permission; more or less. She was masturbating me, was the way to call it. Yes, I was a little excited. People were watching they were touching sensitive areas; there was no helping it.
Those incredibly soft fingers, like cushions. I moaned with my mouth closed, avoiding it was impossible. Lady pinched me; I didn’t know about discharges from that place but there was sweat all over. “Again, dear. You have to do it three times,” the doctor said.
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>>2324519 Lady did; three times each nipple, rubbing it back and forth in her fingers. I bit my lips but there was no hiding what I felt. I knew everyone knew. I started to go to that dangerous place again; when I stopped caring what people thought because they had already seen so there was no point in holding back; the same place that made Peggy and I… lovers. I didn’t want that, not in front of the doctor and Maggie. They didn’t know me; the real me.
Later… maybe later. Lady; she was technically half a boy; wasn’t she? It wasn’t really a lesbian thing to… with her and my sister. With my sister we were only playing; with Lady it was kind of straight… no. I was getting too wild. Lady finished giving her last pinch to my nipples; I nearly cried out.
Everyone was quiet. Everyone knew. I had enjoyed it, I WAS enjoying it. I couldn’t deny it or hide it.
“N-nothing!” Lady informed her findings, breaking the spell. Bless that girl.
“The important thing is consistency,” said the doctor. “Just because there was nothing this time, it doesn’t mean there won’t be something next time; and the sooner a problem is detected, the easier and less invasive the solution becomes.”
At least that was over.
a) Maggie drops all pretenses now that she’s fully awake and there is no emergency like she was told. She needs to speak with Medea.
b) Thermometers.
c) Sisters start competing about weight. They find creative ways to become lighter.
d) This clever old man has realized something already and asks about it in private.
e) The sisters are done. A few more pervy remarks and we’re ready for next dare.
f) Meanwhile, nude girls have to play hide and seek because the camp staff saw a light and they’re looking for curfew stragglers.
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>>2324520 C+D, with maybe A on top if there's room.
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>>2324520 A, which implies Maggie 'knows'
D, only because its a dare, doesn't mean there is nothing to discover and aid with ;)
(if D gets dropped, might telling what you'd come up with anyway? )
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>>2324645 She doesn't necessarily 'know' yet. Story is always left fairly ambiguous in the event we want it to go into a different direction.
>>2324520 “While I am glad this exam did not find any particularly bad news, may I ask what that is this?” the doctor pointed at my left boob. I knew what he meant.
Peggy giggled nervously. I tried to cover it, not that it would help. “N-nothing, doctor.”
“It looks like a bite-mark to me. Human,” he noticed. “It was not a very big mouth. I don’t like making assumptions but… female?”
“M-my sex is life is none of your business!” I told him right up. I stood up and got my shirt; didn’t care about the bra.
“Oh. I didn’t say it was sex; I was just…” crap. “Ehem. True, as my patient I will be the last person to dare to judge you in any way, shape or form. Regardless, human bites are horribly infectious. We basically have a septic bite! Gangrene caused by a poorly rinsed mouth happens every day in some places of the world.”
“There isn’t any blood! It’ll fade in like… two hours! Leave me alone!” I spoke from experience.
I wasn’t talking to the doctor anymore; I had put on my shirt and was looking for the door. Medea got in my way. “I would advise listening to the doctor,” she said.
I was about to tell her a thing or two. Lady poked my butt, making me jump. I turned to slap her or at least shake her. “Remember Bill,” she said to me with serious eyes.
“Jodi…” Peggy begged me.
I knew. I was on edge after everything. I was embarrassed and tired and the dares and all that happened and was happening. It didn’t matter. More important things were going on around here. I let Peggy get close to me, and slowly undress me; I didn’t even want to do that on my own. The doctor took that as permission to take a look at me when I was stripped again; right on the place my sister bit me.
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>>2325465 “I recall watching you have some light discomfort when Lady, your friend, touched around the area,” he said. There was nothing to it. We were now going to talk about it. “Does it hurt?”
“Not really. I’m perfectly fine; and it’s just the mark now. It’s almost not there anymore.”
“You can relax!” said Maggie. I was tense, yes. “It’s like the doctor said, there is nothing to be embarrassed about,” she had the nerve to tell me when there was an old man staring the hell out of my tits and I was the only person topless in the office. “I’m sure your friends think the same. It doesn’t matter if you’re lesbian or bisexual. You should be proud of it.”
She was making me feel even worse. “I’m… I’m not…” lesbian. We were playing; masturbating. It didn’t count. This once, Maggie could read me.
“Oh, it was a one-time thing?” not exactly, but that was closer to the truth. My face got less stiff and she went on. “That is perfectly normal, just so you know. As a matter of fact, in college I… a friend; and some people I knew; they experimented. It was part of being human and there’s nothing more natural than to explore who you are. My… uh… friend. She was about your age.”
“Holy f-!” Lady only moved her mouth without pronouncing the word. She was kind of committed a lot to ‘talking pretty’ as she liked to call it. “The nurse? And another girl? In college? Jesus Christ! That’s…! HO-LY, that’s hot!”
“Oh, no, no, no!” Now it was Maggie who was flustered. It made me feel better somehow, even with the doctor having put on some cold gloves and starting to touch my chest area. “A… a friend! Someone I knew from high school. We went to the same college. It was a friend.”
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>>2325467 “With your high school friend? Were you on the same dorm? Was it in a sorority? Were there other girls?” Lady liked to talk about colleges for some reason. That was fine by me. The more people looking at Maggie with curiosity – everyone except the doctor, I included – the less focusing on me –. Also, yes; it made me feel better to know that Maggie had experimented, as she put it.
“It was a friend! It was really a friend!” she insisted. “It wasn’t me… n-not that I’d be embarrassed to say it if it was me; and yes, I was curious as you were. I asked her a lot of questions. It was a friend, though!”
“Maggie; your past sexual encounters notwithstanding, I am currently busy examining a patient. Could I ask you to be quieter? You are a nurse,” the doctor scolded her. Weird. I thought he’d be the most interested to hear about that.
“It wasn’t me, Doctor! It was a friend! Her name was… um, what was her name?”
“Ha! Gotcha! Liar, liar!” Lady celebrated. It was a very obvious lie, so nothing to be too happy about.
“Hmm. I’m drawing a blank. That’s weird. I’m usually good with this stuff. Hmm. Why did I forget her name? What was her name?” Maggie lost the color red on her face. She was now worried about something else.
“Yes, this doesn’t require any more treatment,” the doctor finally noticed after having been fondling me for a while. “You merely have a very… passionate partner. Tell her, or him – we don’t judge – to take it easy when using teeth. Be safe and always remember to wear protection.”
“What do girls use instead of condoms?” Lady asked like she wasn’t one. “Like, for lesbo stuff. I can’t even think of anything.”
“Do you have teeth marks anywhere else?” the doctor ignored Lady’s question. He probably didn’t know and didn’t want to admit that.
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>>2325468 “N-no!” I said, doing something incredibly stupid. I gave a step back and covered my ride flank; on the lower part where the thigh meets the hips.
“One more, is it?” the doctor was basically shining of happiness. “May I see it? The examination will be quick.”
I groaned and told him yes. He could do whatever he wanted with Peggy and me; even if I was getting the worst of it by far. To have him touch me the least, I showed him. It was hard to somehow pull my pants and underwear down on just that part without flashing… everything. I did a good job of it.
“This one is even milder,” he said. Lady was also paying a lot of attention; the little pervert loving it watching me get more undressed. “Oh, what is this? A rash? Does it itch?” he pointed somewhere else, close around.
“No… that’s… that’s okay; doctor.”
Fuck. There was nothing left to say. The old doctor kept it up, like he of course was going to from the start. “Now, now; there is no need to be ashamed,” that thing again. “May I see it? The injury, I mean.”
I wanted to punch him. “Yes, doctor!” I snarled with teeth closed.
I had shaved down there because… I was a moron. Some stupid thing about people calling me a confirmed natural blonde after my first exposure. I had never gone completely bare before this; I just trimmed a little. It had been days since them and the small hairs were back… and they were very itchy! I didn’t know at first that talcum powder would make it all better until Erika told me – or just being naked, that worked, too –; so I had been scratching my snatch for last week. It was a little red and the doctor saw. I couldn’t say no to him because of the fucking dare.
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>>2325469 Lady hid her mouth with her hands, wanting to hide a smile. The doctor licked the inside of his mouth without opening it and made a disgusting, old sound. I cursed him a thousand times over inside my mind and pulled the rest of my pants down, showing him my pussy.
I was the only one naked in the office, pants and panties to my knees; having been fondled and watched and talked about. I hated it. “Oh, this is merely the common phenomenon of shaving-induced pruritus. It looks very healthy otherwise. I would recommend talcum powder and cotton-based underwear; skirts when possible. Also, as questionable as it may sound, sleeping in the nude will prevent you from scratching in your sleep to diminish the risk of injury and henceforth infection.”
“You don’t have to lean in!” I yelled at Lady, mad at everyone and taking it out on her.
“Okay! Okay! I can show you mine later if that makes up for it,” she said. It wouldn’t.
“Also, remember to wash yourself very thoroughly after each, ehem, sexual encounter. This is regardless of your partner’s gender. If there was fluid exchange, there must be cleaning,” the doctor almost sounded like a professional, if not for the fact he was eating me with his eyes and wouldn’t look away.
“I know that!” what did he take me for? “We always do!”
Maybe because I was so nervous, maybe because I was tired of all of this; I did something doubly stupid this time, much more than grabbing the place I didn’t want examined. I looked at her when I said “We”. It was only for less than a second, but I revealed it all without thinking. Did he notice? The doctor’s eyes were wide open and dry, surprise on his face; and I knew.
“Aria!” Maggie said in a very loud voice.
“Huh? Is she spying on us again?” Lady wondered. So she did that often?
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>>2325470 “Aria! That was my friend’s name in college,” Maggie was very excited. “My… bi-curious friend. Or was she homosexual? I don’t… wait. No! Wait? Wasn’t that? Hmm, this is all so weird. But I sure I asked her a bunch about… this doesn’t make any sense!”
Maggie grabbed her head, distracting the doctor.
a) Dare completed. Jodi uses the chance to get away.
b) The doctor recovers ignores Maggie and focuses on incest. He lectures the girls and it backfires.
c) Maggie remembers something and runs to her room.
d) Maggie remembers enough to immediately want to talk to Medea.
Either way, next dare is close.
1) Loser joins the late-night skinny dippers. Best for Aria.
2) Loser joins sisters in a threesome. Best for Lady or Carmen.
3) Loser steals Maggie’s underwear. Involves Maggie further in case she doesn’t remember.
4) Loser must somehow retrieve Aria’s pink panties. A pair is still hanged on Dan’s room.
5) Loser opens up to the group. She remembers the most embarrassing moments of her life before coming to camp. Does not work on Lady.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2325471 Tough choices here, I must say.
C with Maggie, that'll set the stage for Maggie's thread to reappear sooner or later but lets things conclude for now so it can be its own thing.
And 4 with Medea sounds like a good way to bring back Medea's ghost performance, so that wins my approval!
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>>2325471 B, they really need this lecture ;)
C, so we got another possible storyline later
2 sounds fun, but I don't think the Sisters would suggest it themselfs, as it's now their own turn to spin the bottle. How about '3 Aria' and afterwards, Aria gets a bit selfish and dares '4' (which works better the further the night progressed ;)
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Oh definitely c to keep options open and 4 medea. I loved the whole ghost thing. The only thing is that it's the twins turn and they weren't in the coven for that dare and wouldn't know anything about Dan having arias panties. So maybe another dare first, then this one.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2325477 >>2325512 Yeah, going 3 Aria before hitting 4 Medea sounds like a smoother way to hit those notes, so I'll support that too.
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>>2325715 Alright, we'll do Aria 3 into a forced Medea 4; there is a bit of a conundrum, though.
The ritual bottle is nearly full as it is; it will be filled after next dare no matter what. We'll do the setup this part, resolution next (unless choices), the potion effect and then a forced 4 two parts after. It'll work better that way since by then Dan and the crew will be asleep.
C is the obvious winner. Part is basically ready. It's two or three paragraphs from completion, just enough to be adapted if unexpected votes arrive. It should be posted tomorrow night if nothing changes.
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>>2325471 “The notes! I have the notes!” Maggie yelled. Had she gone crazy just now?
She pushed me away because I was in front of the door. Her robe basically fell down and she didn’t care. She had a very pretty nightgown below; a soft pink, very transparent. She wasn’t wearing a bra, but it didn’t matter because by the time she had been exposed she was already giving her back to the doctor. Nobody but Medea saw her tits. The nurse slept with comfortable, plain underwear; a bit on the sexy side because it didn’t cover a lot of her butt. That, the doctor and Lady got to see.
I would have tripped if Peggy hadn’t held me. Pushing away someone who had their pants – and panties – to their knees was not nice. “What is wrong with your nurse?” I asked to the old doctor. I would have yelled to Maggie instead, but she was gone.
“Hmm? What? The nurse? What do you mean? Oh? Maggie? Where is Maggie?” figures. He was too busy starting into my private parts to care. “Stop moving girl, I’m making sure everything is okay,” that was his only worried about how I got pushed.
“Doctor, we cannot hope to thank you enough for all your help; but the curfew was twenty minutes ago and we have to leave,” Medea urged him. So we were done?
“Oh! It’s no problem at all! You are welcome here anytime. Do you want my personal number? If you have any more concerns, questions, worries; anything, you can call even in the middle of the night. I hardly have a wink of sleep nowadays; could as well use that insomnia for something, wouldn’t you say?” the doctor was happy he was being thanked for being a useless creep and doing nothing but ogling and fondling. I would have a hard time living this through if not for the fact that in ten years he wouldn’t remember; he’d either be dead or too senile.
I pulled my pants up at long last and rushed to the door. I didn’t have the patience to be polite or anything. I couldn’t leave soon enough.
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>>2326064 *
“I don’t know, Aria. I liked the first one best. The one you called ‘Mickey Mouse’,” Erika opined. I huffed. I had baptized it such for a reason; it was ridiculous.
“Well, I think this one is very nice,” Carmen kindly said, offering me a picture of myself on her phone.
We had been trying hairstyles. It just so happened that I had no idea of how to braid my hair; I had never done so; I asked to my friends how was I supposed to replicate the hairstyle they provided me to hide my ears from sight and Carmen was actually quite alarmed that I lacked that “basic knowledge,” as she put it.
In half an hour I was an expert. We had tried several things, all consisting in two symmetrical constructions at the side of my head. I was particularly fond of using ribbons, an idea Medea got into my mind some days ago. We didn’t have ribbons at the moment, but we had spare clothes we couldn’t put on; might as well place them over my hair to see how it looked. I also guiltily enjoyed rubbing clothes possessing the scents of people I liked all over me.
I had also had the chance to speak with my ‘sister’ who had tracked me down and greeted me. Her brother, the other bicolor car, was completely indifferent once he took a whiff at me and determined I wasn’t in heat, back after the cafeteria incident of tonight. My sister was, as she should be, a lovely cutesy. She didn’t even resent Medea for having pulled her hair and coat – mostly she didn’t remember – and we enjoyed each other’s warmth. We included Lisa.
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>>2326065 From my cat sister, I had inherited fluffy, soft hair and I’d like to think, her lovely demeanor. She was also a very accomplished huntress who got most of her food by herself, and loved climbing. She had lived in camp her whole life and while she had not grasped the concept of names, she did have something the fat lady at the dining area called her which meant “here’s food if you want it”. People kept calling her Aria2; specifically spelled with the number.
Overall, I would say it was much better to be left behind while others went on to do their dares. I had a lot of fun and learned how to do my hair. Still, all good things must come to an end and eventually Medea, Lady, Jodi and Peggy returned from their adventure. Jodi was topless and she had very nice ones; I complimented her on them, because it would make it less awkward if she later discovered me gawking at them indiscreetly. I liked pretty things, it could not be helped.
Their office visit was about what I expected; the doctor finding ways to undress them and touch them and the almost-twins having to accept it. The most worrying part was by far what Medea told us about Maggie. While the girls I had been with during my humiliating and unnecessarily thorough examination and subsequent interview had thankfully all forgotten about it forever, it did not mean that the situation was as good as gone. Medea was of a mind that Maggie had started to remember.
No solution could be given to the issue. There was no telling how Maggie would react if we pushed her; and ignoring the problem could either be the right choice or be dangerous if, as Medea suspected, Maggie had remembered she had made notes about my meeting with her last time and she could do something unpredictable or stupid. Lady was sure Bill would stop her and told us to forget about it but I couldn’t.
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>>2326066 From my cat sister, I had inherited fluffy, soft hair and I’d like to think, her lovely demeanor. She was also a very accomplished huntress who got most of her food by herself, and loved climbing. She had lived in camp her whole life and while she had not grasped the concept of names, she did have something the fat lady at the dining area called her which meant “here’s food if you want it”. People kept calling her Aria2; specifically spelled with the number.
Overall, I would say it was much better to be left behind while others went on to do their dares. I had a lot of fun and learned how to do my hair. Still, all good things must come to an end and eventually Medea, Lady, Jodi and Peggy returned from their adventure. Jodi was topless and she had very nice ones; I complimented her on them, because it would make it less awkward if she later discovered me gawking at them indiscreetly. I liked pretty things, it could not be helped.
Their office visit was about what I expected; the doctor finding ways to undress them and touch them and the almost-twins having to accept it. The most worrying part was by far what Medea told us about Maggie. While the girls I had been with during my humiliating and unnecessarily thorough examination and subsequent interview had thankfully all forgotten about it forever, it did not mean that the situation was as good as gone. Medea was of a mind that Maggie had started to remember.
No solution could be given to the issue. There was no telling how Maggie would react if we pushed her; and ignoring the problem could either be the right choice or be dangerous if, as Medea suspected, Maggie had remembered she had made notes about my meeting with her last time and she could do something unpredictable or stupid. Lady was sure Bill would stop her and told us to forget about it but I couldn’t.
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>>2326067 Back to The Game, Jodi did not seem happy about her situation or what she had to go through, so I was quite scared when I managed to lose the next round. My traitorous tail, often used to sell information of its master to others, this once bought me mercy. Jodi noticed that I was nervous and told me to relax; she instead helped me out by telling me a dare that actually lined up with my objectives perfectly.
Jodi wanted me to steal a pair of Maggie’s panties; dirty or just used best. It would be a tall order for anyone who could not easily climb walls or jump out of third story buildings like it was nothing. Peggy strongly insinuated that if I happened to find diaries or documents destroying them was perfectly fine. I had only been once to the second story of the office building when Stone dragged me wearing only a towel, so I was not very keen on sight-seeing back then; I still remembered plenty of doors down an aisle and Erika somehow knew they were dormitories for some of the staff – others had different arrangements –. The only issue was not being seen, that I thought wouldn’t be an issue for stealthy, little me when it was already dark out.
There was one little issue, though.
“They can’t absolutely find you there, you know that, right?” Carmen fretted. “This isn’t about The Game or anything. If they see you they’ll be all kinds of problems.”
“You must use your abilities to their fullest extent,” Medea stated the obvious; an obvious that worried me. “This means using your tail for equilibrium and balance; your ears for detection and perception; and all your unencumbered four limbs for ease of movement."
That meant I would not be able to hide my cat nature.
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>>2326068 “How do you want to do this, Aria?” Erika started with a question and listed possibilities. “You can go the cat way; from here and making your way through the window. You can also sneak from the front door and make your way the human way. They never close the door.”
“Both window and door to Maggie’s room could be locked. If the lock is bad, I can pick it for you,” Lady offered. She had that ability? She was full of surprises. She had also been acceptably quiet and had not said anything about my nudity, even with her preferences.
“I can also make the doctor call her in again,” Peggy had an idea of her own. “Make it easier on you. I guess I can let him watch my tits a minute or two…” she stole a furtive and guilty glance at her sister.
a) Go through the window. Aria goes alone.
b) Go through the door. Aria goes with Lady.
c) Call the doctor. Easier for Aria, Peggy gets lectured about incest.
Results of Aria’s excursion:
1) Complete success. She finds a pair of panties and the notes, which Maggie couldn’t remember where they were hidden. Maggie in time forgets about this and at least for now is not involved anymore.
2) Partial success. She finds a pair of panties but the notes have already been read; Aria’s stealing of it only raising Maggie’s suspicions.
3) Partial failure. Aria is seen before fleeing the scene. Notes are read and something will definitely have to be done about Maggie.
4) Complete failure. Aria gets trapped and faced by Maggie, who will not yield easily.
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>>2326069 Extra?
A) The circle has noticeable nocturnal influence on Maggie. Plays different with 4, else Aria just watches.
B) The coven has to face Bill. He might offer a boon.
C) Maggie has a lock on her underwear drawer for some reason and no laundry. Aria has to steal the pair being worn.
D) Speed up everything. The bottle fills in the middle of the dare and Medea brought it with her. Choices are same as last time.
E) Coven meets with the returning skinny dippers, who are also sneaking around in the night. Awkward.
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>>2326070 a, 2, C+E. I think seeing sneaky ninja catgirl steal Maggie's panties off her body without her noticing would be simply excellent, and I'm not voting D mainly because I think it should be a memory potion for Maggie and that deserves focus (something between 2 and 3 could also work if it helps smooth that along).
And a little thing about skinnydippers meeting a partially dressed coven "playing truth or dare" sounds fun too.
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>>2326069 a, 4, A+C.
Hard to decide between 2 and 4. On the one hand 4A sounds like fun, on the other hand
>seeing sneaky ninja catgirl steal Maggie's panties off her body without her noticing would be simply excellent Aria Silvertail
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For me, a 2 and B. I like seeing aria using her cat abilities, and even more so when she has to be dreadfully careful to hide them. Adds so much suspense.
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>>2326069 “I’m not going through the front door!” I stressed. “Not like this!” I pointed at my own body and then covered after realizing that it was stupid to draw attention to my nudity if I was already not too comfortable in it.
“Yeah, I guess there’s little point in you not climbing when you are… you,” Carmen easily nodded at my argument causing the rest to do so.
“This is assuming her window is unlocked,” Medea was the only one with a qualm about it, and not even a big one.
I prepared to jump. “Look, she’s doing the thing,” Lisa shared with Jodi and Peggy; she was whispering but should have known better.
“Shut up,” I requested. Yes, I liked to shake my behind a little before performing any major leaps. It helped my aim, somehow.
I had climbed this building before and with shorter nails. I made it to the second floor easily, grabbing the hinge of a window and propping myself up to take a peek. Most curtains were closed, but they were all green drapes of dubious quality which always left a small crack where to take a look from. The first room reeked of men and had the window half open. I wanted nothing to do with that one; the one to the right was more of the same.
The fourth window to the left of my first attempt was also half open. It was easy to understand; they didn’t sleep in the cool wooden cabins we were using; but inside concrete in the second floor with the sun shining down on their flat roof – which was an ugly waterproof red – the air coming from inside felt like an oven; I was almost glad to be nude. That window I readily recognized as Maggie’s. I was not very familiar with her scent, even though it was about as ridiculously feminine and fertile as Lisa’s; but it was made very easy by the fact the heat was making everything more volatile.
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>>2326340 I amazed myself by getting in without even having to disrupt anything. I thought that opening was too small for me to be able to fit whole, but apparently not. Maybe I was very small…
The nurse was not alone in his room; although she was blissfully sleeping on her bed without any sheets and… quite the attire: a transparent, pink nightgown, very frilly about the edges, it looked soft, comfortable and breathable. I’d love sleepwear like that. Under that Maggie was wearing white, fairly conservative panties, for the nurse standards. I had never met her once and not been able to see what she was wearing underneath and she had tastes for intricate designs and not covering a lot; these she was wearing went against that policy.
Apparently, the staff at camp had to share rooms just like we did; although only with one roommate in Maggie’s case. It was another blonde; the young woman who was often on the desk just at the entrance of the offices, not all that far from Bills. We had hardly interacted with each other before; although the same could not be said about Lisa, who had planted a kiss on this poor woman’s lips back when Medea’s healing potion had backfired. The young woman was also fast asleep. I did not see what she was wearing because unlike Maggie, she had a white bed sheet covering everything except her face, currently facing me with closed eyes. It was the first time I had seen her without any makeup.
The room arrangements were… confusing. Other than beds, it was hard to differentiate what was used by Maggie and what was not used by her. They had a single, huge dresser; a single nightstand – quite long and big for a nightstand – and a single vanity mirror atop a desk. The moonlight getting in was quite enough for my feline eyes; it had been a while since I had seen the reflection of my whole body all at once.
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>>2326341 I was fascinated. I had changed so much! It was a whole different thing to be able to see myself all at once. And my hair… I knew it was very, very long; but it was so bizarre seeing it run down my body all the way to my butt and even further. It had to be longer than Medea’s by now. I stood in only two legs for the first time in a while. That was me? My body; my naked body. It was so different…
A snore scared me. Maggie had turned, she was still asleep. Right; the diary, the notes; I was supposed to be looking for them. Where could there be? I looked around prioritizing stealth over speed; slowly opening drawers, leaving stuff the way I found it after I was done searching and had to place it back. It was fine; I had time.
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>>2326342 *
Nothing. I could not find that notebook no matter where. I had looked in all the usual places; under beds, the downside of the drawers, over the tall furniture, and as far under the mattresses as my arms could reach without disrupting the sleeping beauties.
There was only one place I had not checked: the second drawer in the nightstand on the middle of the beds. It was under lock and the key was nowhere to be found. Their underwear was most certainly there; and they had also either hidden or disposed of their laundry somehow. At first it annoyed me that two adult women could be so zealous, then it dawned on me there must be a reason for them having to lock their panties; which made me both shudder and internally apologize to both young woman in understanding on what they must be going through.
Either way, my two objectives were impossible to obtain and it was frustrating. I couldn’t return to the girls empty-handed. Just when I was gathering enough courage to search under Maggie’s pillow; she opened her eyes, looking straight at me.
I froze like a deer in front of highlights. Maggie groggily looked at me; she scouted around squinting, got up and rubbed her eyes. When she turned her line of sight back to me, I was already on the other side of the office lady’s bed. Maggie nonchalantly got up, yawned, stretched and went straight to her room’s door. She had not noticed me! I sometimes forgot, but what was clear as day for me was complete darkness for others. This was evidenced by how she fumbled around until she found the knob and turned it. Was she getting a glass of water, going to the bathroom? Who was to say?
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>>2326343 I hurried to have a much more detailed search of her bed; and the most obvious place gave me the biggest reward. She had a small, leather notebook under her pillow! It was locked, as everything else was. I could barely make out what it said by opening the very edges. I was still positive this was what I was looking for. I threw it out the window; the girls must be able to get it and find it.
With a sigh of relief and the major problem already solved, it was now time to ponder on what to do about the actual dare. I still was not any closer to getting Maggie’s underpants as I was before; and unlike her diary or notes; she didn’t have a pair under her pillow. It seemed the only ones she had was… the ones she was wearing.
Maggie came back. She went to splash some water on her face or at least she didn’t go to the bathroom to do anything she’d be ashamed to admit. Cat senses gave me way more information that I needed at times. She was sweating a lot; some of her hair was sticking to her head and her face was flushed. Even then, her naturally inverted nipples were sticking completely out; as the nightgown more than hiding, accentuated her graceful figure. She walked straight to her bed and lied down without noticing me; not that I was easy to spot from my position.
Maggie was heaving. She didn’t last three seconds on her bed before going to the window and opening it all the way. I really hoped the coven had gotten out of sight. Maggie enjoyed with closed eyes the noticeably colder air entering from outside, and then walked back to her bed, lying face down after removing her sweaty nightgown. I just had to wait for her to fall asleep.
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>>2326344 Maggie grunted, uncomfortable. Was it too hot for her to go to sleep? Her right hand moved under her body and it reached… her crotch. She lightly tapped around it. Was she…? No way! This was an adult woman! An adult woman with a roommate right on the other bed! This building was for staff only, and her door was unlocked; her window right open. Was she going to really…?
Her fingers accelerated. Her heaves became light moans she muffled with her pillow. Would she notice something was missing? Had she already read the notes? Was this all in vain? I feared the worst when Maggie stopped. She stood up again and I was scared and worried.
She walked to the closet, opened it, searched the pocket of a red coat and found a key – so there it was! –. She used the key to open the famed second drawer. Indeed, there were lots of panties and bras in there. She got a hand under it and extracted a… wow. Maggie had a dildo.
It was big and… pink; not a nice pink, a fleshy pink. The… tip of the disgusting thing was a hue darker. It was painted to look like the real thing with veins and everything. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Maggie… pulled her panties down; she started using the tip of the huge thing that would not fit me without killing me, I was sure – I was small all over and that was fine – around her opening.
Maggie was standing right in front of her drawer. I couldn’t get the panties. I had to watch. It wasn’t my fault and it had never been my intention to catch her doing something like that, The huge tip of the mushroom-shaped toy gently pushed and brushed, slowly getting wet with a substance that little by little started coming out from Maggie’s vagina, which was all open like a pink flower. It looked so mature and different from mine; although not nearly big enough to take that horrible phallus.
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>>2326345 What I did not expect is that both parts were very flexible. The dildo could be crushed and pushed, and the vagina could open some more. Maggie did not perform this action standing up; she dropped back on her bed and with open and bent legs, panties hanging on one leg, inserting the first part of the horrible thing.
She had closed her eyes and was very… focused on her task. Without anyone in front of the now open drawer, a cat burglar would have no problem snatching a pair and running away but; which were Maggie’s panties? What if some of those were the other woman’s? Who could be sure? No, it was best to wait. Yes, it was for the best…
Maggie contained her cries of excitement the best she could, which was not saying much, but there was no reaction from the girl whose bed I was using to hide. She must have been a heavy sleeper, like me.
I never thought I would see someone from the staff doing something like this. I had seen her naked before; and she was not the best hiding her assets from sight; but there was a long shot from seeing someone’s body to see them… using it this way.
Maggie could insert almost half the enormous thing inside her body; she took it in and out and despite myself I started to wonder how getting my own vagina filled that way would feel; something thick and heavy inside me brushing everything at once. I caught my hand just before it did something I would regret, and focused on keeping my watch up; the problem was my tail was a far more independent and rebellious. It really wanted to do… something. That was not okay.
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>>2326346 Maggie raised her hips, supporting her whole body weight with her upper back and the tip of her feet, increasing speed and intensity, rolling her hips with incredible strength and flexibility drawing almost perfect circles. She was using both hands down there – or it was up there, now – allowing the fleshy, rubbery thing in and out, spraying some amount of liquid around with every thrust she performed on herself.
She switched positions; kneeling on her bed and getting that thing inside her from the back and up. I could now get a look at Maggie’s face. It was… amazing. Her eyes were going all the way up, her tongue was pushing against the floor of her mouth and some of it was out, a slight amount of saliva coming out of her mouth. She now used one hand to manipulate her clitoris from the front. I had never seen someone masturbate with such intensity.
No human could tolerate that for so long, I figured; I couldn’t. Maggie lasted for a minute or two before arching up, opening her mouth all the way and letting out an inaudible scream of satisfaction, before falling over forward, even more sweaty that she was before. She did not move anymore.
I came out from my hideout, slow and careful steps got me all the way to Maggie’s bed. She was… incredible. Her scent reminded me to Jill’s race; the substance that had made it out of her were powerful like I had never thought possible before. It reeked of woman; and I loved it. Maggie’s leg still had her panties around it.
She might not been able to see me, but I was very able to see her; I had never taken such a good look at her private parts; and this time they were… aroused. There was a difference when that happened. I couldn’t help getting my face a little closer.
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>>2326347 It was open and pink, with a little brown around the edges; it had petals, like a flower; and it was very slimy and open in the middle, slowly closing after the phallus had been expelled and was now obscene and soaked to the side of the bed. I couldn’t help it; I took a whiff hoping not to wake her. Maggie’s scent was now with me forever; I wouldn’t forget it the same way I wouldn’t forget her face.
I carefully extracted her underpants little by little; not even wanting to cut them with my nails to make it easier. I wanted this, for me; they were a worthwhile trophy and yes, I had unacceptably lewd reasons to want to keep them. I had barely even touched myself and I was already wet and… palpitating out of excitement. Maggie did not move once and I successfully obtained the object of my dare; and unlike with the ones on the drawer I could most certainly tell my friends these were Maggie’s.
I felt horrible for putting them close to my face and rubbing a little of my oils in it, making me feel much closer to Maggie. I did dumb things when I was aroused. I bit on them because I needed all four limbs, and jumped out into the night.
a) Coven decides it’s time for the memory-wipe potion. Loser makes Maggie drink it. It is largely untested and might have side effects.
b) Coven decides it’s time for the memory-wipe potion. It works exactly the opposite of the way it should. Every mistake is a lesson.
c) The smoothness potion is still on the table. If you can handle the sensitivity, loser can have skin as soft as back when they were babies.
d) The permanent shave potion is still on the table. It might burn and itch horribly when you wear clothes, but at least no more body hair for decades.
e) Other potion (please specify).
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>>2326348 That is only the potion, though; what about the next dare, which has already been decided as being Medea obtaining Aria’s panties?
1) Seduction route. Medea uses her charms to convince someone to give them to her.
2) Medea scares the hell out of Dan, risking them remembering something and becoming even more terrified than before. The ghost must always be naked.
3) Medea sneaks a la Aria.
4) Medea simply asks for them, stating she is the owner. As payment she shows her own.
5) The coven starts a complex game in which they try to make Dan believe the panties belong to a murdered girl and the only way to escape her curse is to bury them in the forest. Aria can dig them out and wash them later.
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>>2326349 a, surely nothing would go wrong if Maggie were to become a little more absentminded tomorrow.
And 2, Dan's group may remember ghost Medea but at the end of the day that's not actual supernatural, just normal ghost stories, so I feel like it might not be a problem.
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Aria Silvertail
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I agree with yawn on this one a and 2
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>>2326450 Your call. You can untie a) and c).
Else C wins because it gathered it's 4 units of vote first.
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>>2326585 Welp. This changes everything. Let me start over. Part for tomorrow.
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I meant for this to come out much sooner. Not gonna lie; having to start all over was very discouraging.
>>2326349 With the methodical and smart Medea among them, it was no surprise they weren’t there to receive me. They had properly hidden from sight minimizing risk; and I could easily let the… giggles, lead me. As for the reasons of the giggles, I found out soon enough.
Erika was reading from a black, leather-bound notebook; the same I had thrown. They had opened the lock somehow. They were reading what Maggie had written on me and it was quite humiliating. I had to run to slap the book away from her hands to avoid further embarrassment.
“Oh, you’re back!” Erika beamed at me, completely ignoring that I just swiped at her. “How did it go?” she asked even though I had a pair of panties right on my face held by my teeth. “We were just doing some light-reading waiting for you.”
“Yeah, you took a while in there. Were you taking pictures or something? I know what Maggie was wearing,” said Jodi. No, Peggy. Yes, that was Peggy.
“Come on! Keep telling us about Aria’s anal cavity!” Lady protested, quoting what Erika had just been reading. Maggie was annoyingly precise with her writing; too much for my taste.
Lady attempted to get the notebook but I got to it first, and refused to give it to her. I would have to dispose of it, I made my intentions apparent.
“Aria; we still have to research the contents of what Maggie might have written or already read,” Medea reasoned. “Do not destroy the book; while I understand your frustration, may I ask you to allow me to read it? I will keep everything I read strictly confidential if it were to bother you.”
“Fiiine!” I guess Medea was in a need-to-know basis.
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>>2326957 I threw her the book. I thought that with her reflexes she would catch it and it would have been a cool thing to see, but I was mistaken. Medea was surprised by the sudden approaching object, the book almost hit her straight in the head but she shielded with her arms at the last moment; she made that adorable “Eep!” sound she sometimes made, and I felt terrible.
I apologized as much as I could and she forgave me. My demands were simple: “You can read it all you want; just don’t make a comedy club out of it like Erika did.” She acquiesced my simple proposal; Erika laughed at me calling what she started a comedy club, and Lady attempted to steal the diary from Medea and got tickled into submission. Her skin was so soft!
Since there weren’t any witnesses this time, I was under the obligation to try to describe what happened at Maggie’s room. As the terrible liar I am, they noticed I wasn’t giving them all the details, and they forced them out of me. I even offered them to let them continue reading Maggie’s book instead…
“Well, it’s her room,” Erika opined.
“Yeah, she can do whatever she wants,”, “It’s really none of our business.” The sisters were not judging either.
“How big was the dildo?” Lady asked, making several sizes with her hands and begging for clarification as it was a very important matter. She was hit on the back of her head by Erika and stopped.
They weren’t nearly as… mature when they heard what I did about it. They did not agree with me with my reasoning for staying behind and stealing the panties Maggie had on. I got called a vouyerist; I did not know what that was but after Googling it, I took offense. It was also kind of my fault, as I was maybe too adamant to justify my choice to take a closer look to Maggie’s genitals. She had examined mine, after all.
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>>2326958 After being relentlessly made fun of and having to disclose the minutest details about what happened – and Erika, the moron, passed a finger over my private parts and said awful stuff like “She’s wet! She’s wet!” which was not true – we returned to the circle and found out that yet another bottle had been filled, which meant my turn would be more or less skipped.
Under normal circumstances at least I would get to pick what the person who lost would drink or something; but this time Medea requested some exceptional rules to be placed. She gave a quick reading to Maggie’s book, and was basically certain Maggie had read the notes and was currently in possession of very dangerous information.
We thankfully did not need to ask Bill for help for this one. Medea was – more or less – confident to be able to brew a potion that would make Maggie forget a few things. It wasn’t a forgetfulness potion so much as hypnosis. We would need to speak to Maggie while she was asleep – the potion would also induce this even if she was awake – and tell her what she could NOT think about.
We also knew that the door to Maggie’s room was unlocked and thanks to my earlier excursion we were also more familiar with what to expect, including the other woman in the room.
Medea brewed two potions with Carmen’s help – who was picking this witch thing rather fast for how much she was unwilling at first –, and only her and I ran into a crusade back into the offices. If nothing else, this night had been amazing cardio.
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>>2326959 I entered Maggie’s room the usual way, through the window. Everything was okay, I signaled Medea to go around through the main door and seconds later made her way into the room. She gave me the okay.
It would be a lie to say I wasn’t both a little uncomfortable and a little excited about what I was about to do. It was unfair to her; but we really had our own struggles and difficulties to attend. We couldn’t worry about conventional morality. “Sorry,” I apologized to poor Rachel, the office lady, whose name I had just been informed of.
I moved her head and Medea gave me the second potion she brew – she was the only one with clothes were to store anything in –. I drank the whole small vial without swallowing, and planted a kiss on Rachel’s mouth, forcing the liquid down her throat with quite a deep kiss. She woke up for only a second before losing consciousness. My kiss was a little longer than needed; just to be sure it all went down. I felt very badly for feeling so happy for kissing a pretty woman on her twenties.
“That will be enough, Aria,” Medea stopped me. It was now her turn.
The sleeping potion’s residue which remained inside my mouth was liable to make me drowsy for a few hours; it also meant that Medea couldn’t do what I just did despite being more experienced because it might alter the hypnosis potion’s effect if the two were mixed inside the same mouth.
Medea took a sip of the hypnosis potion and made Maggie drink it mouth to mouth; the same way I had seen her do a few times before. She was much better at it, faster. It took Medea five ‘kisses’ before Maggie could swallow it all, as Medea’s bottle was much bigger. She then rinsed her mouth and spat as much as she could down the window. If I got sleepy that was fine, but if Medea could be hypnotized that could be a problem; so all our rinsing water was for her.
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>>2326960 Medea took it from there. She started whispering to Maggie’s ears. I heard all of it, of course. Maggie was instructed to forget everything she knew about werecats, and everything relating to members of our cabin; and to not even think about it. That should do the trick. Medea went out first, through the door. I locked Maggie’s room from the inside just so no one could enter her room and hypnotize the poor woman further by mistake.
a) Then left.
b) Then also said “You fall in love with…” – give me a name.
c) Then also said “And you will not allow the doctor to do anything pervy.
d) Then also said “And you will not wear any underwear tomorrow or until camp ends.”
e) Then also said “And you will try to have sex with Aria sometime soon.”
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>>2326961 *
It was well past midnight; everyone at camp was asleep as far as we could tell. All lights were off. Lady and the sisters had already called or texted their respective roomies, warning them they were going to be making it late or not at all; and that there was no need to look for them or report them or anything. Lady was surprisingly well-liked and looked after. People were worried about her.
It was Erika’s idea for Medea to strip down. Apparently, the ghost girl always had to be naked. To be fair, Medea wasn’t going to scare that many people wearing her cute dress. I was in scouting duty and we made sure Dan and his crew were asleep and would be out of the way before proceeding. Everything went as smoothly as it had gone before in the past.
Medea offered to be the automatic loser of the next dare, since she had taken someone else’s turn. We had to collectively come up with a dare and Erika’s idea was the clear winner out of the options given.
It was a return to the classics; Medea scaring everyone in Dan’s cabin. We didn’t want to be overly elaborate because the boys were simply not prepared for what would happen to them. It was almost too easy. The door was locked, but again they had this bad habit of leaving the window to their bathroom open. Any small creature of the night like Medea or I could easily fit inside. Medea had the cheek to wash her hands and face because she had the chance to.
Carmen tapped the window that was closest to the bed on the opposite side of the bathroom, more emphasis on the upper side of it. It did not yield immediate results, but we eventually woke up the guy we meant to; they told me his name was Ted. I knew him as the potty-mouth. They called him “the short one,” but I just did not see it.
Either way, after we managed to make him open his eyes, it was finally game on.
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>>2326962 *
You always remember what you were dreaming if you wake up in the middle of the night. I saw that in TV somewhere. I was dreaming about being back home, eating some pancakes. I kept telling the chef they tasted like shit and he didn’t care; then there was this noise. It was the frying pan, something was wrong with it; that’s when I woke up.
Something hitting the window; no fucking idea what. I opened my eyes and it as black as all shit. This was the middle of nowhere, in camp; lights were off and if you turned them on by using the breakers on the back that Carlos asshole made you do pushups until you dropped. We even had to piss in the dark; good thing we all had good aim.
Some light turned on, like actual lightning without the thunder. It turned off again. “Sh-Shit!”
I nearly crapped my bed, I only saw it for a second; no, less than that. There was something on the fucking roof! Stuck like a spider; long, thin limbs. It had long, black hair and it was white as fucking death. Being in the fucking top bunk meant it was coming for me, I wailed around like a madman; I dropped from my bed, mattress and all.
Cirio woke up on the bed behind mine. “What the hell are you doing, man?”
“Sorry, yo. Some dream I had. Go back to sleep,” I said. That had to be it, a dream. It happened too fast. I was imagining things.
A girl laughed. A little girl. Inside our cabin.
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>>2326963 I ran to Cirio. Fuck that. I hide under his bed if I needed to; who gave a fuck? “Did you hear that?” he said.
“Something’s on the roof, man. Some shit’s going on,” I whispered. It wasn’t a dream.
Something dropped from the room, walked with tiny, fucking fast steps to the bathroom and closed the door. Another laugh. I heard Cirio kicking the bunk above, waking Sayied up. “Get up, man! Someone’s inside!” Cirio said when Sayied started bitching.
“Something, Cirio. Something!” that sure as fuck wasn’t a someone.
Lights turned on and off. Nothing. The room was empty. So it was really on the bathroom. “Let’s check… all together!” I said. Sending someone alone was not cool; but leaving it alone was not okay, either.
They took their phones out and started lighting this shit up. I didn’t want to go get mine. That woke Dan up. “Turn that off! What’s the big-?”
“SHH!” we all shushed him. Didn’t he get this was some life or death shit?
None of the other dickless cowards did shit even though I was the only one who had seen the monster and had reason to be scared. I ran to Dan’s bed and told him to shut the fuck up and listen. He understood this was real shit we were dealing with.
We grabbed what we could to hit whatever was on the other side of the door fast and hard. Dan volunteered to open the door; the guy had balls of steel. We tip-toed until we made it to the bathroom and with weapons and light and the door opener, we rushed in.
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>>2326964 *
So far everything went as planned. The boys were out of bed, looking for Medea; and she was already outside and safe, in position. She had unlocked the windows already; and when the boys did some warcry thing and jumped the bathroom, we pushed their bunk beds so they would be tipped over and fall. They made a lot of noise.
They screamed again and ran out of their cabin, stumbling among each other. I personally entered to retrieve my panties and easily walked out the window. It had been almost too easy.
1) Loser must masturbate until orgasm in someone else’s cabin.
2) Loser is anally pegged.
3) Loser gets purposely spotted by staff to receive punishment.
4) Loser goes into a panty-raid and plants fake evidence to start something.
5) Pull the fire alarm to wake everyone up. People will be awake again for a few hours for future dares.
6) It’s less fun when people are asleep. It’s 1:00 A.M. Issue the day dare and go to sleep.
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>>2326965 A/C/D - B and E are way to invasive, wouldn't suit Arias sense of guilt.
Let's fill at least this last bottle before bed ;)
1/2/3/5: Lady, Erika or Carmen.
>>2326957 Sorry, completly my fault u_u
should have made a 2nd clarifing vote instead of leaving it as is, to avoid THIS
>>2326585 Aria Silvertail
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A/C and 3. Agreed that arias sense of guilt and distaste at manipulation, especially since she already feels guilty over watching Maggie, wouldn't allow for e.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2326965 I'm thinking D and/or C. B and E are definitely a bit much but Aria's not above a little temporary fun and making camp a little safer.
And 3 or 5 for the next dare, with Lady or Erika because they haven't done much tonight. 5 in particular would open the Lisa/Andrea strip grudge contest back up which I still think would be great to see.
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>>2326965 A/C/D (until the camp ends), 5.
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>>2326965 “What are you thinking about Aria?” Lisa was curious to know, back at the circle. “You’ve been spacing out.”
“Oh, n-nothing! It’s nothing!” I sat on my tail to stop it from moving.
“If you say so…” Lisa conceded, watching me flush deeply.
I was thinking about something, alright. I couldn’t get it off my mind. I had been bad. Back when Medea exited Maggie’s room, I had to stay to lock the door from the inside; and I used the chance to do something I was now deeply regretting. It was something that had occurred to me in the heat of the moment; something stupid I should not have done.
I thought about how many girls had the doctor inconvenienced. The poor little things would have to suffer through his perverted touch if they needed any medical attention. That was why I had walked to Maggie and whispered in her ear “Do not let the doctor do anything pervy.” Based on how I had seen Medea give her instructions that should have been enough.
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>>2327501 If I had stopped there then maybe I would have a somewhat clear conscience. I was doing a service for the camp; but I had gotten greedy. Watching poor Maggie asleep, naked, smelling of masturbation… I couldn’t help myself. After almost jumping out the window, I jumped back and whispered something else, something stupid. “And you will not use any underwear until the end of camp!”
Why had I done that? I was a horny moron. The thought of the nurse with her tiny dress wearing no underwear did wonders for my imagination; but now everyone in camp would see her private parts and it was all my fault. I didn’t think that through.
What if it didn’t happen that way? I had to stay positive! What if Maggie didn’t want to wear underwear and didn’t understand why, but then ended up becoming more careful. Yes! That would be it! Instead of flashing her panties and bra to everyone who showed up for office visits, she would instead now properly cover herself.
It would be better if I checked on her tomorrow, just in case. It was now my duty to ward her from prying eyes.
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Erika lost. After Medea thought she was done expiating her sins after having sent Dan and crew running and screaming, I took a slight detour to wash my panties as much as possible and had them for the moment just hanging on a tree nearby – it would need a few more cycles of washing/drying before I would put them on; they were in the hands of boys for a week, after all –, we resumed The Game, with the conviction to play it through the whole night.
Medea had nowhere to base this on, but she figured that after gathering energy from this circle and some more next night, we would be able to barely destroy the original one.
Erika’s dare was given by Medea, who was the automatic loser next round. It meant my turn to decide who did what had been skipped, after all. Regardless, I had no time to sulk; I didn’t want anyone to do anything that badly and I had enough in my mind as it was with that Maggie business. Medea thought that there weren’t enough people around and we would need to change that if we were to gather more energy from our emotions. Without them, the most we could do was to wallow in our own lust and perform sexual acts on each other but that would run out of novelty soon enough; not to mention that it would leave us exhausted.
“We can indulge in those when the Dawn approaches,” Medea gave me something to look forward to. Yes, it might have been the circle speaking through me, but I would not have minded to have a good time with everyone. I was especially curious on how the sisters tasted like.
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>>2327503 We were starting to get into the habit of discussing the most appropriate dare for the situation at hand. While Medea gave the last decision, it was mostly Erika’s and Lady’s idea to have Erika pull some sort of fire alarm to wake people back up. It had worked last time; although we had to be more careful this time around. Last occasion we tried this Jill ended up giving a nude conference in front of everyone, the werecat had her first recorded attack; and it all went downhill from there.
We could not use the same method. Medea had guessed the camp director’s password by using up and subsequently destroying a lucky charm she had brought to camp – something she had prized deeply but had decided to sacrifice because of all the ritualistic power Jill’s dare back then would cause –; we would have to do a little more than that.
Camp had a fire protocol we were explained during the first day; but there weren’t fire alarms or anything. Instead, we had the primitive method of the instructors yelling and gathering people. Since we couldn’t well convince them to go with our purposes, Medea again gave us the solution using alchemy.
“A smoke potion is something that any aspiring alchemist will inevitably create hundreds of times in their career,” she was a little ashamed to admit. “However, in order to brew one befitting our current purposes, I can think of only one such formula. Erika, it is up to you to craft it; the solution is extremely simple; I trust you will be able to succeed.”
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>>2327504 Erika, who at first had been originally the most excited to be able to partake in witchcraft before hearing the explanation, was now disappointed, she allegedly admitted to be a failure as a witch, calling it too complicated. The potion was simple, though. Even I could do it. Nine parts Nigredo of the lowest possible degree, around five percent Rubedo and about five percent Verdigado. The most powerful the Rubedo, the more smoke; the more powerful the Nigredo, the most lethal the smoke, reason for it to the best to use a weaker one. Erika still said she had no idea; but I was sure she was just being hard.
“Basically burn some leaves and add a bone or salt or something on it!” Carmen despaired. “Come on, it’s not that hard…”
We were back on the forest behind the offices. We needed the staff to see the smoke first so they’d warn the students in an official matter. Medea started to give alternatives as to how to make the smoke potion which only infuriated Erika further because as she put it, “I have no fucking head for stupid alchemy! No, it isn’t that alchemy is stupid, I’m the stupid one!” she wasn’t. She just didn’t want to put in the effort. I wasn’t sure alchemy was for me either.
Jodi and Peggy were quite interested in learning about alchemy; sadly for them, Medea said they didn’t have enough magic in their blood to not just brew plain garbage out of any alchemical mixture. Erika was part of a coven, had had her blood recently sucked by a Dhampir, and had slept right above a powerful circle for nights and nights; making it possible for her. “You will be able to, in time,” she encouraged them. “If you continue playing The Game you are bound to absorb enough magic for alchemical concoctions to work. Maintaining the energies once camp is over might be impossible for you, however. Only Aria, Lady and I possess enough magic intrinsically to not have to worry about such things.”
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>>2327505 Erika finished her potion as if it was a school assignment, complaining all the way and dragging her feet. Once she placed the drop of Rubedo in one of the ‘used’ bottles we had, a loud noise or glass breaking and a blinding amount of smoke popped out of nowhere. I turned and ran for my life, forgetting about everything. A few seconds later the girls came out coughing from a smoke curtain, the clothes of those who were dressed pitch black.
“Why didn’t you fucking warn us!” Erika seethed at Medea, who was coughing as well.
“Because it takes five seconds to react!” Medea coughed. “Normally! I do not know what happened,” she coughed again, “this time.”
Still, our objective was complete. We had to hurry back to the circle to say go for the next dare. Someone must have already noticed the smoke, which kept extending into the sky. We would doubtlessly once again get gathered in front of the office building.
a) Loser mixes with the crowd with T-shit and panties, and acts like it is completely natural.
b) Loser takes ownership of using a smoke-bomb, getting harshly punished by an angry mob.
c) Loser gets into a fight and must either try to strip her opponent or get stripped.
d) Loser must be swimming nude at the lake by the time people get out of their cabins.
e) Loser must somehow expose a butt-crack in public.
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>>2327506 Erika finished her potion as if it was a school assignment, complaining all the way and dragging her feet. Once she placed the drop of Rubedo in one of the ‘used’ bottles we had, a loud noise or glass breaking and a blinding amount of smoke popped out of nowhere. I turned and ran for my life, forgetting about everything. A few seconds later the girls came out coughing from a smoke curtain, the clothes of those who were dressed pitch black.
“Why didn’t you fucking warn us!” Erika seethed at Medea, who was coughing as well.
“Because it takes five seconds to react!” Medea coughed. “Normally! I do not know what happened,” she coughed again, “this time.”
Still, our objective was complete. We had to hurry back to the circle to say go for the next dare. Someone must have already noticed the smoke, which kept extending into the sky. We would doubtlessly once again get gathered in front of the office building.
a) Loser mixes with the crowd with T-shit and panties, and acts like it is completely natural.
b) Loser takes ownership of using a smoke-bomb, getting harshly punished by an angry mob.
c) Loser gets into a fight and must either try to strip her opponent or get stripped.
d) Loser must be swimming nude at the lake by the time people get out of their cabins.
e) Loser must somehow expose a butt-crack in public.
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>>2327507 C with Lisa, ideally in the fashion described earlier:
>Lisa is dared to act (or not so much) very angry with Andrea, daring her to a strip match. Perfect way to disguise a nudity-based dare as plain spite between girls. It's been a bit of a while since Lisa's earlier dare and her conflict with Andrea, but everyone is presumably grumpy from being woken up and, well, a strip fight in front of all of camp with plausible deniability sounds like the ideal way to gather emotions.
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I really like that suggestion. C with Lisa and Andrea.
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>>2327507 C Lisa, there ain't a better timing for this :)
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I had been posting somewhere else and forgot to put my name back on.
Story is early. With 3 votes, it should be for the day after tomorrow, at night. This is about the 36 hours that I owe you from back when I had to start all over. The part is short, outcome was originally meant to happen this time but wouldn't you rather pick it?
With this, we should be about even. Maybe I still owe you an hour or two. I'll give it back sometime. Let's say I owe you three and leave it like that.
>>2327507 We ran as fast as we could. It was a time-sensitive issue, once more. When I mention “as fast as we could,” it meant ‘as a group’. Carmen was the slowest of us; being barefoot and not particularly athletic, while also being slowed down by her impressive assets which bounced back and forth and left and right without a brassiere to keep them in place. Lady was also insufferably slow; but she was easy to carry by Medea; our group second’s fastest. Not to brag, but to me everyone was too slow to keep up and I got ordered to go ahead because I could not risk being seen nude; which I definitely agreed on.
Wheezing and panting, we hurried to roll the bottle. The loser was Lisa. Erika could not come with a dare on the spot. “Let’s… let’s get back there first and then I’ll come up with something!” and that way we had to run all the way back to our cabin after taking a quick detour to get rid of the suspicious black scorch and grime covering everyone who wasn’t fast enough to get out of its way.
We barely made it, as by the time we were dressed up – we had to be there with everyone, and we would not dare to do it naked; not to mention it would be detrimental to our current objectives –, we heard a potent, male shout; followed by two weaker males voices and two piercing, female shrieks one of which could be no other than Stone.
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>>2327883 “OUT! EVERONE OUT! FIRE ALERT! FIRE ALERT!” our primitive fire alarm system rang loud and moved fast throughout the cabins, waking people up left and right.
We came out in our sleepwear, acting confused. Erika was extremely brave by using very tight, spandex shorts and a cropped top. Lady, Peggy and Jodi were in their day clothes because they hadn’t brought anything else with them; and I was covering the hole my pajamas had on the back as much as I could.
“What is going on?” Jill, who was still very much our roommate, wondered. “Hey; Jodi, Peggy, Lady; what are you…? And why are you guys wet? Did I sleep through something interesting?” even with her memories erased and just waking up, she was quite the perceptive one.
She had no need to wonder for much longer, for the screams the instructors resounded could not have escaped anyone; they hurt my ears even covered by my hair as they were.
We followed the protocol and queued cabin after cabin; rows of two; the boys at the other extreme; everyone pointing and openly discussing about the pillar of smoke rising not far from us. Its size was quite impressive; that indeed could look like no other than a forest fire to anyone who didn’t know any better.
As we were being led in front of the offices and the bald, huge guy who had taken the lead told us to stay put and to not panic. I did a great job at covering the hole I had on the back of my pants, I thought; both my panties and tail were hidden by them and I wanted it to remain that way. Erika meanwhile started whispering to Lisa about the dare for this turn. It was a rather unique chance to have this opportunity to have so many people gathered; Erika also accepted Lisa’s feedback as to what they both wanted happening.
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>>2327884 Lisa was to provoke Andrea; and Lisa had reason to be gleeful about the arrangement. Lisa had already been victim of Andrea’s… jealousy more than once; the first time was when she had to make a lap around the pool on Kathy’s dare an eternity ago. I had already forgotten; but Lisa hadn’t as she had brought it up.
At first the crowd was mostly silent and listening to instructions, but it didn’t take five minutes before we devolved into our usual behavior. People were talking everywhere, the genders mixed, lines were unmade and the staff allowed it so long as nobody left the premises. In time, they all got recruited to check on the smoke. There was no fire; but it was hard to dell due to how dense the smokescreen was. We had time.
Andrea was wearing pretty pink pajamas; they looked sleek and comfortable; it accentuated her figure and especially around the butt area. It was easy and plain to see the lines of the underwear she was wearing. The upper part of her attire was about as revealing; having a cute collar with two buttons popped out; showing quite a bit of cleavage and no bra. She was speaking with friends, only one of which was male. She was speaking while the others listened.
Lisa was quite direct in her approach to talk Andrea into a fight. She grabbed Andrea’s pants and pulling down; revealed a pair of white undies with red heart-shapes; undies which, if I may add, covered a hell of a lot more than what Andrea usually wore at the pool.
Even then, there was no helping the reaction. We would all do the same. Andrea screeched, ducked to cover and pulled her pants back up. With a rueful look, she questioned Lisa.
“Like you don’t know what’s that for, bitch,” Lisa openly challenged Andrea with genuine scorn. “I should have pulled your panties, too; but you would have liked that, wouldn’t you? You’d looove that excuse.”
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>>2327885 “Says the whore who swam naked for like ten minutes with everyone taken a look at her roasted beef, ugly pussy!” Andrea spat back without missing a beat after fixing her clothes.
“How da…!” that left Lisa speechless. “I’ll have you know that my…! That’s not true!” It wasn’t. Lisa was beautiful-looking all over. Genitals included; especially her genitals.
Regardless, Andrea’s panties were a pretty sight and had gotten the attention of everyone in a wide radius. Other than her initial surprise, no trace of embarrassment was on Andrea’s face. She was used to showing way more. The same could not be said about Lisa; since despite being a lie, what Andrea said was both offensive and very hard to prove as false.
“She’s a whore after all.”
“I’ve seen it at the showers. Ugly pussy; I thought it was a disease.”
Without the recent truce, it seemed Sue, Maude and Ruth – in that order – had defaulted to hating Lisa again for some reason. They supported Andrea’s argument with the ease of people used to spreading false rumors. And just when we had started getting along…
Erika sighed and stepped in. It was easy to predict that if she didn’t the four girls could have jumped Lisa. Erika was extremely formidable. Her revealing attire showed her powerful physique in all its splendor. “This is just between them, okay?” she warned, meaning Lisa and Andrea.
“What, you think I’m going to fight HER?” Andrea grimaced like she had been proposed to kiss a pig. “Yeah, you pulled my pants down. Congratulations. Fuck you. Go away.” She turned her back certain she wouldn’t be attacked again.
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>>2327886 “Yeah, who does she think she is?” Ruth fanned the flames. “You’d catch something by touching her, I bet.”
Lisa could not back down, however. It was her dare and she was angry.
a) She pants Andrea again and then trips her. Regular strip battle.
b) Slaps the back of Andrea’s head. Physical battle which ends in the overpowering and humiliation of the loser.
c) This time she makes good on her threat to also get the panties. Extreme strip battle. Someone might end up nude.
d) Makes a deriding comment and they start arguing. It will be more about a battle of wits to disparage and humiliate each other that way.
e) Challenges Andrea to an official fight with the loser accepting the winner’s conditions.
And the winner is…!
1) Andrea.
2) Lisa.
3) A tie.
4) The staff stops them and punishes both.
5) The staff stops them and they run away in whichever state they’re in.
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>>2327887 C 2/3. In front of all of camp, it's good to make this count. I gotta root for Lisa in the end, but she can at least end up proving to everyone that these new rumours are wrong.
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>>2327887 C
but it should come with a cost so either 3 or a really close 2
Aria Silvertail
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Let's go with C and 3
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I still owe you then an hour and a half. I just saw the third vote.
>>2327887 Lisa made good on her threat. She pulled down Andrea’s pants once more, this time gripping them all the way, getting ahold of her underwear. Despite Andrea’s displayed aloofness, this time she was not taken by surprise; while her pants and panties were both almost removed, she still got ahold of the front of her clothes and while she squealed in something akin to terror while doing it and her position was less than flattering, she managed to close her legs and desperately cling to cover her shame.
That was not enough to save her ass, literally. Andrea was forced to moon us all; all being basically the whole camp. We were back to having our full audience. Whoever wasn’t somehow watching after Andrea had showed her underpants and had been loudly discussing about the shape of someone’s privates must have been at least noticed by now Andrea was baring her rear.
A wide circle was given as an Arena for them to move on; as Lisa kept mercilessly tugging. Ruth, Maude and Sue stayed around; the same with Erika, supervising the situation and daring anyone to come forward and interrupt, see what awaited them.
To be honest, Andrea routinely showed about that much; as she was no stranger to wearing T-backs and G-strings. Her buttocks were not something she hid all that well and she had no reason to since they were quite gorgeous and were tanned by now. Still, maybe it was just me but a butt with a string across it was less embarrassing to show that one that didn’t have anything in-between the cheeks, like in Andrea’s case.
“Let go!” she kept bellowing, angry at Lisa.
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>>2328889 Lisa let go. She had been spinning Andrea around, tugging her pajamas with all and every intention of removing them. After the release, Andrea dropped to the ground face-first because her hands were busy. Lisa and many others cackled at the sight of the poor girl in that position. Andrea was not stopped from once again getting her clothes back on her place, face down as she was; her pretty pajamas covered in dirt.
Andrea slowly got up by doing a perfect pushup and then a burpee – I hated burpees; they sounded dumb and were dumb –, and then she eyed Lisa with hatred written all over, somewhere among the dirt on her face.
“Are you proud of yourself?” Andrea retorted, spitting a little.
“Pretty proud, yeah,” Lisa taunted. “Do you want to try?” Lisa bent over forward and offered her perfect butt.
Andrea smirked and looked away, and in a very obvious fashion then switched to rushing towards Lisa’s butt with determination, crisped hands first. Lisa foresaw this a mile away, and after using her butt as bait she jumped to the side and faced Andrea face on.
All of Andrea’s hesitation and unwillingness to fight were completely off the table the second she locked hands with Lisa and they started grappling one another.
The crowd began cheering the same I had seen them do tons of times, but there was even more excitement this time and less vulgarity from their comments. It was truly a first for them as far as they were concerned. I tried to go back to that mindset; what if it was my first day in camp and I had seen two beautiful girls strip-fighting live? My heart might not have been able to take it.
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>>2328890 Andrea was really, really tall. Not quite an Amazon, mostly because of her well-shaped frame; but she was even taller than Erika. With them locked in place, the nimble and flexible Lisa found herself at a disadvantage. Andrea was not spending all of her time at the pool in vain, because apparently she had some strong legs to push Lisa with.
Now was the time to mention that Lisa was wearing a simple sleeveless shirt and a… well, I wouldn’t call it ugly but… no; there was no way around it: an ugly pair of shorts, colored squared patterns with a huge string at the front that kept drawing my sight. Horrible thing. Of course, there was no judging Lisa. We had changed in the dark and in silence to avoid waking Jill up. She wore what she found.
Andrea grabbed Lisa’s shirt by the neck and alternated pushing and pulling. Lisa got a handful of hair and for a second there I was very worried for Andrea. Lisa had crazy strong fingers and Andrea had very pretty hair; that could end badly. Andrea kept pushing and fell over Lisa, mounting her, never letting go of the shirt. Lisa’s shirt got a huge tear right in the middle, making a long cleavage going all the way below her breasts. Lisa was wearing a gray bra underneath.
Lisa pulled Andrea down by the hair tossing her to the side in an amazing feat of strength. If she could move a girl as big as Andrea that way no wonder I never stood a chance against her.
Everyone else had backed down to give them some space. Andrea’s friends had retreated as well as Erika. This was now in the hands of the crowds and any intervention would not be well received. No one could help either of them.
“Grab her by the tits!”
“Punch her! Use your elbows more!” that was Erika.
“Nice tits! Boring bra, though.”
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>>2328891 “Show us her ass again!”
“Strip her! Strip her!”
“Somebody call an instructor! They’re tearing each other apart!”
Lisa had gotten her arms around one of Andrea’s leg and wasn’t letting go no matter how much her hair or shirt was pulled. Lisa was also trying to again pull down Andrea’s pants, succeeding after a matter of insistence; although for once Andrea’s white, heart panties remained on their proper place. Lisa didn’t even flinch when after grunting and effort, Andrea managed to literally split Lisa’s shirt and toss it as a piece of shambles to the side; revealing all of Lisa’s back to us, her bra the only thing covering her.
Andrea at long last kicked Lisa away, but did so with pants included. The opponents stood up and Lisa threw Andrea’s expensive looking pajama bottoms to the crowd, smiling. Neither of them looked the least embarrassed. Lisa was proudly standing straight with her chest protruding high up, while Andrea’s underwear was barely covered by her disheveled, dirty top and didn’t seem to care for either piece of clothing’s state.
“I’m going to get you naked, just so you know,” Lisa warned with a loving smile, beaming.
“I already got you naked before, just so you know!” Andrea mocked and resumed the fight, now being the instigator. She wasn’t going to back down, either.
Andrea swiped. Swiped. Like a cat. I would know. I’d rate it a six or seven out of ten for technique; but it was a swipe, nails out and everything. Lisa dodged twice in a row by running back and then kicked showing her flexibility, landing it on Andrea’s abdomen and pushing her back. While Andrea was getting her wind back, Lisa leapt like a cat. They were doing a lot of things like a cat. Maybe that was why it was called a catfight.
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>>2328892 Andrea could not get out of the way. They were back on the ground, this time with Lisa on top; she went straight to spread and rip apart the buttons of Andrea’s top, but could only pop two buttons before Andrea followed one former suggestion and grabbed and twisted the titties in front of her.
“AAHH!” Lisa raged and slapped Andrea across the face, freeing the crushed assets, although a slip did occur; a pink circle showed there for half a second before Andrea removed her hands.
Lisa’s revenge for that was getting another button before jumping back at the threat of Andrea mistreating the titties again.
Unlike Lisa, Andrea was not wearing a bra. Her pajamas only had one button remaining, the very lowest; it was open around the middle and it showed dangerously close to exposing Andrea’s chest to all of us. Andrea closed the cloth around her but it got loose again as soon as she let go, pushed open by gravity. Lisa snickered, savoring having being the winner of that last exchange.
Andrea kept giving one step back for every one Lisa put forward, knowing full well that anything else she did would be exposing her melons, cherries and all. Lisa’s shorts were falling a little during all that action showing the flashy white tanga she had chosen specifically after knowing Erika would make her do a public dare – that was certainly not something to use for sleeping.
Lisa kept chasing Andrea around until getting her cornered, then trusted forward with both hands, forcing Andrea to answer in kind and getting stuck in another lockdown. It was Lisa’s victory; she only had to shake left and right and with Andrea’s arms stuck in place, Andrea’s titties made their appearance and greeted us all by happily bouncing out of their cover.
“Her tits! Lookad’em big’ol titties!”
“This has gone too far! Call someone! We can’t let them…”
“Did you see that nip-slip? For Lisa. Not as good as this, but damn.”
“Andrea, cover up!”
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>>2328893 Lisa was loving it. So what if she was basically in her underwear? No one should be looking at her. Andrea was trapped with the girls out, so to speak; and if that wasn’t enough they were being forced to bounce and bounce; they were frankly hypnotizing. Phones were starting to come out to take pictures, but we had not been conditioned all the way like before. Friends and girls in general were trying to stop boys form taking the pics or getting any video; but a few got their way here and there. It was inevitable.
The short rope thinguie at the front of Lisa’s shorts was calling to me. Nothing to worry about, Erika had a strong grip on me if I failed to keep control. Someone else who saw that string was Andrea. She stepped on it and kept pulling down. The objective was not to expose Lisa’s panties to all of us; we had seen them and she didn’t seem to particularly care – even on the first days at camp she had one hell of a whale-tail –; instead Andrea was trying to use the shorts to unbalance Lisa so to push her away, which happened.
Andrea, in a rare show of shame not befitting of someone so… out there, hid her boobs and backed away as fast as she could. In completely predatory fashion, Lisa kicked her shorts away and chased. I was able to retrieve the shorts before anyone else could keep them as a trophy. Erika confiscated them from me, telling me I couldn’t be trusted with them, which saddened me.
I missed seeing Lisa running and Andrea giving her back to her to guard the chest, but could infer it from what happened next. Lisa made her most triumphant maneuver yet, using the fact Andrea wasn’t even trying to face Lisa, Lisa grabbed her by below the shoulders on the armpits and pulled back, trapping Andrea’s arms and freeing the boobies once more so we could all take another look at them. Beautiful things.
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>>2328894 Andrea screeched and bleated and shook and kicked to no avail; it was her own fault she was in that position as that was one dumb move she had made, not cutting her losses. What was more, Lisa was using her knees and hips to slowly, but surely mess around with Andrea’s backside, most notably the panties’ elastic.
Her victory all but decided, Lisa kept gloating about what she was about to reveal to us all; and we all gathered in fascination to see it happen. That was not to say who would be the privileged to see this part of Andrea first; she kept struggling the whole way and forcing Lisa to keep her wits about her and to never let go; they kept spinning and Andrea could be facing either way when it happened… because it was going to happen. The panties were going down.
A glorious minute of Andrea’s bouncing goodies went by; we could already all see her butt-crack and progress was slow but sure. Then something happened.
I had no idea of Lisa’s strength faltered after getting tired, if Andrea grew more vigorous somehow, the end result was the same. Andrea was free, and the only thing she left behind was the cute top of her pajamas on Lisa’s arms; a little pointless to wear after we had already witnessed what it was meant to cover for so long.
Andrea fixed her panties and Lisa threw again the clothes to the public. Ruth got it; so Andrea would be getting that back. I honestly preferred it that way; no one deserved to lose an expensive outfit just like that.
“I told you I was going to get you naked. I’m going to need those!” Lisa happily and confidently pointed at her objective, the ones she had been trying to remove.
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>>2328895 Andrea flinched at the finger pointing her way, unconsciously shielding. “B-back off! Lisa, back off! I swear…!” she had run out of comebacks, the rosiness of her cheeks by either the extenuating exercise of a prolonged fight or because she was finally starting to think she was showing too much to her adoring audience.
“Or else what?” Lisa proudly displayed her scantily-clad self without an ounce of fear.
“Or… Lisa, I swear! Back down!” Andrea grasped at straws, fearful.
“Don’t wanna,” Lisa said rather seductively, moving forward.
“Or we’re both going down!” Andrea threatened and stopped backing down, challenging Lisa’s stare with one of her own.
Lisa smirked and gave the decisive leap. Her hands found the mark and reached both sides of Andrea’s panties, pulling them down in a swift motion. Andrea was bald below the waist; covering nothing of her pretty thingie. However, that was not the only casualty of the fight.
As promised, Andrea forewent all defenses to focus on the offensive. She also got Lisa’s panties and at the same time the white, heart-printed pair of undies went down, Lisa’s tanga also was lowered to knee level. Lisa’s top was disrupted and it revealed her left boob.
Time stood still. Two girls with spectacular bodies had each other’s undergarments between their hands. Both were leaning forward, their heads were touching and… everything was showing. For a moment even the rowdy noises from the crowd stopped.
“A-Andrea… was lying. That is not a roasted beef…” someone said. It was now official.
Andrea was the first to give up. She couldn’t take it any longer and let go of Lisa’s undergarments to hide her own shame; it proved to be Andrea’s undoing. Lisa pushed her, removing the panties, threw them into the crowd into a random direction, placed her own underwear right where it should be, and walked away.
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>>2328896 a) We move to the next dare (potion).
b) Aria is boarded by Yuri. Some memories may have surfaced.
c) Staff saw the last of the altercation and punishes both, Lisa gets a harsher one.
d) Maude does something stupid and a new enemy is born for later.
e) Jill remembers something.
Potions!
1) Smooth skin potion.
2) No body hair ointment.
3) Another memory wipe for select individuals.
4) Bunch of powerful sleep potion for later use.
5) Something else.
Pick the loser. She’ll also pick next dare.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2328898 c --> a. It's probably best to give it a little bit of time since the Maggie brainwashing before we move on to wiping memories of other people. And between camp stepping in and Maude doing something stupid, Maude sounds more fun.
1 for the potion, not really sure who should take it but perhaps Jodi and Peggy would appreciate it.
>>2327917 One thing I think this story really nailed is the relative lack of authority and supervision, giving the coven (and the players) the freedom to do what we want and decide our own norms. So I think from the list of options there I'd lean towards the ones that allow that sort of paradigm. And it's flexible too, for instance the cyberpunk setting could go either way, but that's one of the main things I'll be looking out for.
Aria Silvertail
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>>2328898 B -> A -3
It would be sad, if Arias first Comfesse would just fade as it had never happened.
(No vote for loosed, just not sure what to pick.. Well, everything but another wipe)
>>2328917 >And between camp stepping in and Maude doing something stupid, Maude sounds more fun. >c --> a. so, you vote for the "less fun" option or did I miss something?
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>>2329204 Wait yeah, d -->a is what I meant, thanks for pointing that out.
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>>2328898 Andrea hid between her friends while they used the clothes they had collected from the ones Lisa was throwing around and whatever they could spare to cover her. It was not something easy or smooth to do, since people were quite adamant on keeping a wide circle to contemplate the naked beauty.
Erika gave Lisa’s shorts back, although not before I could take credit for my snatching them from being stolen. I got patted on the head, a just reward.
“Do you think you won? Because that was NOT a win,” Jodi opined, blushing more than Lisa was. “That wasn’t even a tie. You both lost!” followed Peggy.
“Shut up. Come on, we have to hurry back to the circle to make another roll. We can still make a few more dares with people around. I think I deserve to give a good one,” Lisa silenced comments and despite how tired she looked I did not doubt by force of will alone she would make the run all the way back.
It was not easy for her to shrug off the crowd, who were excitedly talking about the recent fight. The staff was still nowhere to be seen so at least we had that much going on for us. When we finally got past the bunch of pigs who wanted to speak with Lisa and the overexcited people who could not understand the thing was over, after all the girls had broken free and we could begin to run back, a hand pulled me.
It was unexpected. I had hardly anything to do with Andrea’s and Lisa’s fight. No one had pestered me. Whether it was my short stature, my stupid-looking pajamas or good luck, I had been notoriously un-notorious; no one had so much as addressed me and now an arm held my wrist tightly and wouldn’t let go. Upon identifying my aggressor, I realized it was Yuri.
“Aria, I think we need to speak,” she ordered more than said with a grave and serious tone.
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>>2329795 She was wearing a blue outfit; shorts and a short-sleeved, buttoned shirt. Nightwear for sleeping. Fitting although a little male-ish. Yuri had a bit of a tomboyish face if not for her pretty if slightly slanted eyes and sensual mouth. Her clothing was still tight enough that it denoted her discreet figure that was still unequivocally attractive.
I had feared this for hours now. I had already run several scenarios through my head and would have known what to say if I hadn’t panicked. The most I could do in my situation was to keep my mouth shut as else I would start meowing in worry.
“Tomorrow…” I could weakly manage without making animal sounds.
“Tonight. Right now; either in private wherever you want us to go, or right here,” she quickly denied my proposal. “If I have to… pull your pants down I will,” she declared, and I knew for a fact her threat did not at all involve showing my underpants in public, but rather something else.
“W-walk with me, then!” I urged her, pulling her and forcing her to start locomotion. Yuri was obviously surprised at my leg-strength. She nodded and let go off me.
My friends were running ahead of me, no one turned back. . It was not a problem. I could catch up in no time provided I dealt with this properly. No one in the crowd minded at all that we were going against the instructions they had given us. They had way more in their minds thanks to Lisa.
“What do you want to talk about?” I prodded, scared that if I began the actual conversation I could reveal something she didn’t yet know.
We had taken a shortcut through the woods south of the cabins to take a direct route to the circle. Yuri pushed me against a tree and with incredible drive caged me with both arms blocking both sides I could move to. She leaned for an obvious move and I was so confused that I let it happen.
We kissed.
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>>2329796 It wasn’t a mere peck. She opened her mouth and invaded mine with her tongue. Not at first but I answered in time. Our osculation wasn’t long-lived but it was equally intense. There was an approach of familiarity on the way Yuri was doing things and I understood why in a second. “I liked you better with shorter hair…” she whispered to my ear, making me shudder for more than one reason.
“W-what do you mean?” I pathetically tried to deny.
“It isn’t so much the hair; I like how it looks,” she complimented, undoing my Mickey Mouse ear with her right hand and freeing my inhuman ear with lack of surprise. “Didn’t you use to be taller? And older? Not that this is a turn-off.”
“What do you remember?” I plainly asked, dropping pretenses as I was only wasting time.
“I remembered… we had sex. In the woods,” she reminisced, distracted and looking far above into the sky. “I thought it was some stupid fantasy; that I was turning a little gay. Then at night, before falling asleep I… the memory made me do things. My mind started thinking lewd stuff. I remembered the circle at the bonfire; I played with that memory and remembered our little competition at the cafeteria with Melanie. I remembered walking naked in plain day. I remembered some mysterious ropes I was crossing for some reason. But I don’t understand anything! Why do I remember two different ways things happened?”
She locked her eyes with mine. She slid her hands inside my pants and I let her, she freed my tail. “It’s…” I had no words. I did not know what to do.
“Aria, why are you a cat? Why do I… feel this way? About you, I mean.” Her hand inside my pants went to the front, it got inside my panties. It touched a sensible place. “I remember having telling you I had a crush on you. Why can I do this so easily? Why did I have so many lesbian experiences?”
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>>2329797 I tried to answer her, but was unable to. It was until after a while that Yuri realized this was because she was moving a finger inside me. She apologized and stopped. The hand was still within my clothes, though. “Who… w-who, who have you told?” I panted.
“No one has any clue,” she eased me. “I tried to speak with Jill; I had this feeling, these… memories of her. She wouldn’t budge, though. She called me crazy and almost made me buy it. That was why I was more direct with you. T-the kiss and stuff. And I’m n-not sorry!” She paused then stared at me, rubbing my vagina. “Who else is in this? What is going on? I promise I won’t be mad. I promise that I’ll let you do whatever with me if you tell me. I know you’re a raging lesbian; everyone else in camp thinks you’ve never done anything and had been locked out in your room all the time; but I know!”
This was beyond denying. There was nothing I could do about hiding the truth; but I still didn’t want to do anything stupid. Yuri didn’t remember everything; and at least she hadn’t mentioned Him; so I hoped she didn’t remember for her own sake. I could not take a decision on my own or right now. I needed time.
“Everyone who is in my cabin is involved,” I revealed; my eyes closed and enjoying Yuri’s touch. She got encouraged and sped up. I signaled with my hands that if I was going to speak further she couldn’t do that. “S-something h-hap… ah! Something happened. You don’t remember. C-come to my cabin…! In an hour! We will tell you!”
“No! Aria! It has to be now!” She went a little deeper, I begged her not to.
“Careful! I’m… I’m a virgin!” not really, but I did have an intact hymen.
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>>2329798 “Oh, sorry. I forgot. Oh, right! You’re a virgin! And you hate water, a-and… the werecat? What is…?” she stopped moving. I was making it worse. I had to be fast.
“No. In an hour, in my cabin,” I tried to imbue my voice with authority as much as I could. “Come naked,” and said something stupid. I couldn’t walk it back at this point. “Don’t tell anyone. Knock three times, stop for three seconds and knock twice. Three thirty! Don’t be late!”
Yuri still did not seem to be willing to agree. I gave an inhuman leap and climbed on top the tree she had been pushing me into. I stripped nude from the waist down as fast as I could and threw her everything. “W-what…?” she was left speechless by my agility.
Before she could process it, I gave my last order. “Bring these, but don’t wear them,” I instructed.
I only left my pants, panties and shoes behind because they would get in the way. I jumped from tree to tree, then to the ground and ran in all fours as only I could.
*
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>>2329799 *
The girls were worried when I told them the story. Medea agreed with most I had done. I still made it a little before everyone else to the circle because I pushed myself a little. Unsurprisingly the bottle was already glowing and full of emotion, ready for a potion to be brewed.
The general position was to make a mind-wipe potion so we could deal with Yuri when she dropped by; but Medea was of the mind that we would have to speak with Yuri first before making a choice.
“We still have plenty of time to perform another public dare of two, even within an hour,” she reasoned. “We will almost certainly fill another bottle. We can use this one normally.”
The ‘losers’ of the round were Jodi and Peggy. They were quite excited to be able to drink a potion. The both of them fought for the privilege and were left to their own devices as to who would be the one to use it as we could only produce enough for one person regardless of the formula. Lisa decided that it would be the baby skin potion and the sisters were not discouraged even after finding out the secondary effects.
a) Peggy gets sleek skin.
b) Jodi gets the sleek skin.
We have time for one more dare between Yuri:
1) Loser must kiss a girl in public.
2) Loser must remove panties surrounded by a crowd. They have no obligation to remove anything else or to be seen doing it.
3) Pragmatic dare. Loser checks on Jill and Maggie.
4) Loser challenges one of Andrea’s friends to a strip-game. They will stop at removing their bras, and can cover.
5) Loser has either half an hour to convince another girl to flash her breasts, or do it herself. Three seconds of baring them will do.
6) Loser must climax without being noticed.
As always you’re encouraged to make your own dare. Even if the result lasts more than an hour, as long as someone is there to receive Yuri it should be fine.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2329800 Not sure why, but I'm leaning a for some reason. Don't have much else to evaluate on so I'll go with that.
1/5 Lady, I think. It's about time she got a dare, and it'll be a good public dare that also tests if she can pull it off.
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>>2329800 Technically they present one entity towards the circle, so A+B
Lady is long overdue ;)
2 or 5
6 is overkill, she still lacks the experiences, so suppressing it in her state is probably impossible.
Anonymous
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>>2329800 I also like A+B. Maybe with something like one of them gets arbitrarily chosen and uses the potion, then the effects manifest on the other sister as well. Might be a fun mechanic to play with in the future too.
And 2. Even though they're not obliged to let anyone see it, I imagine someone will.
Aria Silvertail
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I like the suggestion of maybe Jodi gets the potion and it somehow also affects Peggy.
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Important choice. What do you expect to see from Lady moving forward? How does she behave?
>>2329800 Jodi ended up winning the prize, decided by the roll of a bottle. Something very weird happened four times in a row; the bottle would stop exactly horizontal to both sisters; and with no way to discern who it was pointing to. Medea said that this happening so many times one after the other was a little unusual; we all thought it was unusual but Medea saying so carried more weight behind it.
On our fifth attempt, which also ended in a ‘draw’, Erika downloaded an App – we were pressed on time so she had me climb a tree to get a signal – and with what I sincerely deemed faulty logic and measuring, somehow Erika determined that the bottle was a tiny, itty bit more to Jodi’s side than not. I would argue it was because of the sitting position rather than real distance but we had wasted enough time as it was. I had a date in less than an hour and people could be coming back at any time now.
Jodi happily drank the potion, not minding Peggy’s insinuations of going to abuse the hell out of her older sister’s sensitivity once it had settled. Peggy even started practicing by tormenting Lady; who wouldn’t get defended by anyone in account for the small resentment some people harbored to Lady not having to run and literally being carried the whole way.
Jodi’s skin changed noticeably, smelling again like a baby. No one else could tell that difference so I had to inform them. Jodi was pleased to pass a hand over her skin and basically made the same face one would expect at an orgasm when she felt the softness; although that was more than anything the pleasure of knowing she was the source of the softness itself.
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>>2330342 “I promise to be fast. Just let me tickle her a bit,” Peggy threatened, after having sufficiently trained on Lady – who was left pouting, mumbling and with tears on her eyes.
Jodi did not attempt to flee; she might have been too used to facing her sister if I understood them right. Jodi did her best to push away, slap or catch the hands aimed for very specific spots on her body, failing rarely. Those few failed occasion did cause strong reactions, just as advertised. Medea was currently slightly changing the formula of the potion – she hadn’t said but I had noticed – to presumably diminish the side effects. From the looks of it, she had not been able to get it quite right.
Jodi’s defensive position was not perpetual. She also, whenever there was a chance, counter-attacked; although her attacks happened seldom enough for Peggy to effortlessly avoid them. In general it was a very friendly fight. Some shoves, plenty of tickling, lots of laughs, Erika making a bet with Lisa; everything seemed fine until Jodi’s attack reached Peggy.
We were already used to Jodi jerking and giggling whenever a hand reached the tender parts of her body. She had taken the potion, after all; we had already seen it in a much higher degree in Lady beforehand. What we did not expect was also Peggy getting surprised and jumping back as if Jodi’s hand was on fire, weak to a simple caress reaching under the armpit.
Peggy giggled out of control for a second or two and then stopped. The very same reaction her sister had had. Peggy froze; she also realized how unnatural her feeling was. Lady approached her and with daring familiarity started rubbing Peggy’s body. “She’s also got soft skin, almost like mine,” she informed us.
“That can’t be! I didn’t drink anything!” Peggy stated the obvious and then ran away from Lady’s hands stimulating the neck.
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>>2330343 “Peggy, would I trouble you to lay here? Please remove your clothes beforehand. You can wear them afterwards,” Medea pointed to a relatively flat place on the ground. We had been using it to roll the bottle all this time.
Peggy did not even protest. She stripped naked about as fast as I had seen anyone do it, nearly tripping. She laid face up, worried, assuming a position that would allow Medea to examine her, and examine her Medea did.
My help was requested and I got front-row seats. Both sisters were conventionally attractive and quite similar in their looks and scents; this was the first time I actually got to make a detailed inspection.
To me everyone was tall, but if I got out of those standards I could say Peggy was just slightly short; close to average. Her body was slender and well-proportioned, but not toned. She did not exercise, merely happened to have fat at the right places thanks to genetics and diet alone; or maybe it was the effect of having baby skin. Her blue eyes were a tad too expressive and cruel-looking maybe due the shape of her angled eyebrows. Her lips were cushioned with the lower one being a little bigger. Some of her bones were visible around the hips and knees but she wasn’t that thin; although we could see almost all of her ribs when she breathed out.
Peggy had pubic hair unlike her sister; a small patch of blonde crowning her cute slit. I tried not to stare at it too much. Peggy’s boobs were on the big size; bigger than many of us; they were the only thing she was covering with crossed arms, and no one stopped her from doing it.
Medea was not intrusive nor did she take too much time with her evaluation. She asked me to sniff at three different places – feet, neck and belly button and then concluded that Peggy was indeed under the influence of her skin-softening potion.
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>>2330344 “But I didn’t drink anything! Not even a drop!” she kept protesting. I didn’t even lay a hand on the bottle.
“And it worked on me, I’m sure of it,” Jodi further argued. She hadn’t gone as far as her sister, but had removed her pants and had, with the help of Carmen and Lisa, inspected her legs top to bottom. “Oh, thanks; by the way. This is awesome.”
“Just you wait ‘till you’re horny. Can’t even clean m’self after takin’ a pis… after going number one,” Lady, softness incarnate, warned.
“This is unlike anything I have ever seen! You have a… magical connection, somehow,” Medea exclaimed, excited and a little fearful. “This… does not make any sense. Did I not curse Jodi before? Did it not have an effect on Peggy?” Peggy already was well aware of what Medea meant and denied by shaking her head “Does this mean the magical connection just began? When? How? I… cannot even…”
“Yes, you can’t even. It’s okay. Magic and shit is too complex anyway,” Erika interrupted before Medea overheated. “Alright, next dare. We have crap to do and time’s wasting. I’m not even tired, let’s keep this going.”
Erika was right. We got into position, the sisters got special permission to dress back up again and we rolled the bottle.
*
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>>2330345 *
“You know I don’t even care, right? Just so you know, I don’t give a rat’s ass about being topless, a rat’s butt; I’m sorry!” Lady said about the dare the sisters had proposed. Somehow, I saw doubt in her eyes and it wasn’t only because Erika went with her usual ‘smack the Lady for every cuss word no matter how insignificant’.
Peggy and Jodi, without consulting anyone else, had a ‘talk’ between themselves – or what passed as one between them; truly impossible to understand – and had decided that Lady had a tough dare ahead after her loss. Lady either had half an hour to convince a girl to flash her breasts within the crowd, or would have to do it herself. Lady could not receive any external help, including being carried, which meant transportation might be slow and she had even less time than she usually would have.
While Lady was basically a newborn, she had already picked up plenty of feminine traits about her mannerisms and attitudes. I was not sure she was telling the truth about feeling any shame showing her breasts. Something told me she was just playing though.
a) Lady convinced someone to strip (refer to next vote).
b) Lady did not convince someone to strip. She doesn’t give a hoot about taking off her dress.
c) Lady did not convince someone to strip. She didn’t care at first, but began caring as het tits started receiving attention.
d) Lady failed first objective. She was lying all along and is very embarrassed to have to comply.
e) Lady failed first objective. She was lying and can’t even bring herself to do it, she receives some help and the experience is very traumatic for her, turning her into a prude.
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>>2330346 In case Lady does manage her objective:
1) Lady somehow convinces a random female. Roll the dice.
2) Lady convinces Erika. Very closely related to e).
3) Lady convinces Jill, who might have a flashback.
4) Lady convinces Elmira by bargaining own body and underpants.
5) Andrea. Easy enough.
6) Delanie. She’s got a new crush. Oh, boy.
7) Janelle. She can’t explain why she likes Lady so much.
8) Lillie. More getting tricked than convinced, but works either way.
9) Daisy. Poor girl is just the perfect victim.
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>>2330347 C - it would mean the most progress in her character.
If A still passes I'll vote for either 7 (makes most sense storywise) or 6 (most mayhem possible in this arc).
>>2330342 She won't change to a full lady (pun intended ;). There will always be a bit of a rebellious side left, which should be kept in check by someone in the meantime. Longtime she's probably going to adjust just fine, behaving more or less like Erika, maybe a bit more cynical ;)
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2330347 Gonna agree with C. Lady's felt hints of feminine shame before but I don't think she's quite at the point where she fully recognizes it, and this experience could help her along there.
The sort of end-state that I'm picturing for Lady is her settling somewhere on the outskirts of 'girl' mentality. That is, noticeably divergent in certain norms and behaviours (sort of like a tomboy) but still recognizably girl. Lady might not end up with *much* feminine shame, but she'd still have some to work with, for instance.
And yeah, 7 if A passes. Lady and Janelle were fun together so it's the best fit.
Aria Silvertail
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I'm for C, but in the unlikely event A passes my vote is for 6.
Anonymous
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Early part! Unexpected 4th vote!
C obviously wins but everyone voted Janelle so we involved her a little.
>>2330347 I wore a pair of jeans before going.
Lady had trouble to make all her way to the crowd, as we had already guessed. The staff apparently had already come, made the announcement the fire had “burned out” and that everything was under control. Jill told us. The truth of course was that Erika’s unexpectedly powerful potion had finally stopped working.
The campers were now waiting for a quick inspection around the woods behind the office building just to make sure there wouldn’t be any more fires. All were warned they would be taking attendance and we all had to remain right where they were. They were told they would have a few hours of extra sleep to compensate for this; but the overall atmosphere was of weary annoyance; fairly rowdy; although the excitement of watching Andrea naked and Lisa flashing it all had not worn out completely, reason for which the males looked fare more complacent with their predicament.
We had an easy brisk walk. Lady was not fast and often complained about pain on her feet, sometimes needing short breaks. The rules of the dare were absolute. We could not help her and if she was to hurt herself she could stop and just flash the boobs herself; which she did not get tired to explain did not mind showing on the slightest.
Our group wasn’t the only ones coming and going. Some had already went against all indications and had gone back to sleep, while some others were merely taking a break and would come back to take roll call. I would say less than twenty percent of the students had left already, although every five minutes or so the number of dissidents grew.
“I don’t really know anyone to ask,” said an exhausted Lady. She was in awful physical shape.
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>>2330958 “Then you can give up,” insinuated Peggy without an ounce of Mercy. “It’s only eight more minutes,” followed Jodi with that odd synchronization between the two.
“Didn’t you say they knew YOU, though?” Erika reminisced. “You could ask them if there is anyone who would like the… attention. I know a few.”
“Not anymore, you don’t. Memories reset, remember?” Carmen corrected and she was right. “Andrea was the only one who was out there and she looked like she cared a lot about hiding her breast.”
“There is Jill, I guess,” Erika shrugged. “You’re on your own Lady D. Get working or get showing.”
Despite appearances, Lady actually had a hard time starting conversations. She was very confident most of the time but I noticed that whenever it was time to test herself she always fell short. She could sometime start awkward conversations with people by asking them menial stuff and sometimes ask for their names; getting to the part of the conversation when she required them to bare something very private never happened.
“Two minutes, Lady,” Jodi reminded after Lady was done being blown off by Diane; the girl I knew from the races who refused to help me even though I had meowed for help with all of my heart.
“It’s not my fault! They’re… people ain’t listening! It’s because I don’t have ‘em big…” Lady could surmise of all the problems in the world with her bra size. I could sometimes almost relate.
“Hurry up, then!” Peggy pressed, as devoid of sympathy as her sister. “Unless you DO want to take them out.”
“I don’t care! I’m only doing this because I said I would and a ma… anyone worth anything keeps their word,” she huffed and went after someone else. She didn’t notice that Medea and Erika gave nods of approval towards the recent statement.
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>>2330959 “Piss off. I’ve seen you hanging with Lisa,” was Andrea’s refusal, at least quick enough to be painless. Lady moved to the next one.
The next objective was a very attractive girl. She was curvy and was endowed with a size Lady would love; and a round booty to make it better. Her eyes were a shining green; it reminded me a lot of Jill’s, a statement that can only be used as a compliment. She had an easy smile and was currently laughing while talking to friends. Lady approached this young beauty that I knew as Janelle – one of Jill’s former girls – with more caution than anyone else so far; perhaps because she knew it could be her last attempt.
“H-hi…” Lady nervously greeted. She couldn’t look Janelle to the eye.
“Oh, hi! How are you?” Janelle did not seem to mind being talking something with Valentine – another amazingly looking person – a second ago.
“I was wondering…”
“Yes?” Janelle was not pressing Lady to go further, but Lady still faltered, going as far as to blush.
“Could you do me a huge… favor?” Lady painfully rasped.
“Lady, isn’t it? We met this morning,” she explained Valentine. “Sure, what’s up?” Janelle’s evaluation and treatment wasn’t of someone who had just met Lady this morning. If I didn’t know any better I would have said they were friends. Maybe Janelle was just the friendly type.
“You’re not… it’s fine if you say no…” Lady fidgeted with his hands and feet.
“No prob. What is it, though?”
“Something a little… you won’t like it…” Lady blushed, scratched her forearm and turned around a lot, always avoiding Janelle’s face.
Janelle laughed heartily. “You really need something, don’t you? It’s alright. You can tell me. I’ll see what I can do.”
“Nevermind! Sorry!” Lady chirped basically glowing red, running to us.
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>>2330960 Either way, my point was she could easily show the goods. She only had to undo the keyhole that made the cloth have its name and… pop them out! She wouldn’t have to undress much. Lisa, who apparently was an expert at it, undid Lady’s bras over the clothes like she was just pressing a button; she was so fast I barely caught it before it made it to the floor and only because I liked moving objects.
“Give us good fifteen seconds,” Lisa decided, taking the bra off my hands and not getting any opposing ideas or instructions from the dare-givers. “You don’t have to yell or anything. You can do it right here, whenever you feel you’re ready. No rush, but don’t take too long.”
“Easy as pie,” Lady barely wavered, untying the middle of her top. She more or less fearlessly turned away and went on.
It was a fast tug downwards, exposing Lady’s relatively modest but still well-sized breasts. The areolas were small and very pink. The nipples themselves were rather tiny, even when excited or cold like now. Lady’s face did not denote any strong feeling for what she had done.
The first to notice was one of our neighbors. I recognized him as Brad, one of Elmira’s friends who was one of the first few guys to ever watch me naked and kept finding me in bad situations over and over. He stared at Lady with surprise, grabbing a friend’s arm, who turned.
“What is it you… whoa. Look! She’s going wild!” Brad’s friend bleated.
The environment was quite noisy, it took him two tries to get any attention, but in the end he did. A blush started showing on Lady’s face.
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>>2330961 *
First guy to see my tits – ‘cuz I had tits, how bout that? – was that dumbass Brad, then his friend with the cast who everyone called ‘lucky’. There was some yelling and all of sudden I had this following of people wanting to take a look at what I had.
I had started doing some thinking. What if I had nice tits, after all? I was straight up five feet; so real short. For example, let’s say a Barbie doll has huge udders; but to people they’re the size of a grape. What if I had ‘em big ‘uns, just was small? Like, not small in the chest, but small in all. Maybe if I was 6 feet or something then I would be Lisa’s size or close.
Anyway, people were thinking I had nice tits. I knew it. They were looking and pointing and checking. Maybe I had a nice rack, after all. I could see it in their faces; they liked what I got. I shook them up a little, got them to bounce left and right. They liked that.
“Check her out!”
“She’s showing her boobs! She’s showing them!” the ‘she’s’ again. Fine. That was me now.
“W-why are you doing that? Cover up!” some girl. None of her business.
“Lady! What are you doing??”
About that last voice I cared. That was Janelle. I looked at her. Her eyes were wide open. She was red as a tomato; she was covering her mouth with both hands, like she was watching me get beheaded or something.
Fuck. I didn’t want Janelle to have to see this. I didn’t mind showing her my tits, of course; but I cared about her thinking… less of me. What would she think? That I was some whore getting a kick out of exhibitions? Fuck that!
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>>2330962 “Janelle…!” I tried to say but people were loud. Too loud.
She kept staring at me. Looking like something awful was happening; like it was a very bad thing I had taken off my bra, pulled out my knockers and now people know how they were. I felt blood rushing to my head. Shame; not for showing my jugs; never! It was… how Janelle was looking at me.
Someone pushed Janelle to the side. “Janelle!” I called her name again, not that it did nothing.
Then’s when I noticed. All of them peepers. Too many of them. I got it.
I got it! I understood!
That’s what Janelle was on about. Fuck! I felt it. This was wrong, just wrong. Lisa was behind me. I knew it. “How much longer??” I didn’t mean to sound that scared.
“Three seconds! Just three more!” she said. That was too long!
I closed my eyes. I couldn’t look. Oh, but they were looking; I could feel it on my skin. Could hear it, too.
“Why is she doing that?”
“Who is making her do that? Lady! Lady! Stop looking! She’s scared!”
“Daaamn. Me likey.”
“Shove off, yo! I wanna see, too!
“Nice tits,” I knew they were nice, but you shit-munching monkey had no right to see!
“Two!” Lisa yelled behind me. That was a fucking second? Really? REALLY??
Goddammit I felt like crying. That was too much. This was unfair. How come Medea got a fun dare scaring some guys shitless? How come the sisters only had to drink something that I was already dealing with? How come Aria only had to get into the hot nurse’s room? This wasn’t fair!
“One!” Lisa yelled.
I felt faint. Way too much blood to my head. I wasn’t going to pass out or nothing but if I had I wouldn’t even care. I just needed this to stop. I opened my eyes again.
“EEEEEEK!” people had multiplied. Now they were like twenty men in front of me, all taking a look. “LISA!”
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>>2330963 “Time!” she said.
I covered up and tried to rush out running. I didn’t even care my feet hurt; my crappy, tiny feet. I crashed into someone. Fuck if I knew who that was, my vision was blurry, probably the blood in the head and stuff. I felt some arms get behind my back and crush me. My head was in someone’s boobs, this was a girl. I didn’t care no more; I couldn’t take it. I cried hiding my face in that bosom.
//It will be time for Aria’s date soon. The thing is… Jill is also a cabin member like it or not.
a) Jill was made to move back to her old cabin temporarily.
b) Medea gives some sleeping potion to Jill. They’ll find a way to explain the kiss later.
c) Jill fakes being asleep and listens to everything that happens.
d) Jill is lied to and goes along with an abridged and fake version of the events.
e) Jill is told the truth for now.
f) Jill gets distracted by having the sisters become toys for her to play with.
As for Yuri:
1) First thing that happens when the door opens is she gets some sleeping potion. They’ll brainwash her on her sleep and return her to her cabin as a dare.
2) She gets a fake story that still doesn’t allow her to disclose the truth. She gets some time with Aria and then has to return and stay quiet.
3) Aria talks to Yuri alone and they become lovers in a promise of silence about werecatness.
4) She gets told the truth, which she might not be able to bear all that well.
5) She never makes it to the cabin due to unforeseen circumstances.
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>>2330964 C) gives us some options in what we involuntary disclose while having the talk with Yuri.
Kinda torn between 3 & 4:
3 seems fine and wouldn't disrupt that much.
But if they actually go on seeing each other it may be better to go with the truth about everything, which ofc would disturb Yuri at first but i think she'll get over it pretty soon.
This would also mean Jill will possibly remember what happend. And depending on the amount of information, she either get finally cautious about her actions, as she whitnessed firsthand the harsh consequences.
On the other hand, she may be pissed about beeing left in the dark, as the only reason they didn't tell her seemd to be she couldn't be trusted with the truth.
Think i'll go with interesting (4) instead of safe (3), as we then could still vote about jills actual actions in the next part.
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2330964 (Finally got back to a computer)
C does sound like a good way to raise the pressure of the Jill plotline without immediately detonating it in the middle of the Yuri plotline. She'd have to be pretty good to beat Aria's senses though.
And 3 makes the most sense for the meeting. It'd be a bit dull to mindwipe everyone who learns the truth and as long as Yuri has no proof there's not much she could do even if she weren't willing to keep it secret. And since she likely will keep the secret, I'm sure Aria would agree it'd be a waste to erase that connection.
Aria Silvertail
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>>2330964 Hmm. The first one is a tough one. I wish Jill could be a part of it without pushing it too far. For now I'm gonna go with C.
Definitely 3 though.
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>>2330964 While we had some time, we most likely wouldn’t get enough for another dare before the date I had set up for Yuri. The bottle wasn’t quite glowing but Medea taught me to tell that it was close. It meant it had been pretty hard for Lady. She certainly looked the part.
I was above teasing Lady about her former statements of not caring if she showed it all, but Carmen and the sisters were not. At least they were mild about it. Lady was forced to reluctantly admit that: “Yes, I was embarrassed. I get it, okay? It’s not the same being shirtless as a guy,” and I couldn’t agree more.
We had learned through texts – mostly from Jill – that the staff had checked for fires and that they were happy with not finding another one. They didn’t disclose the reason for the original fire which made people suspicious. The staff ended up taking attendance and it took a while; it was a joke because there were so many people and all one had to do was to yell “Present!” so many stepped up instead of missing others. In the end the campers were angry about having to wait up for so long and they were promised the day off from activities from everyone who wanted to stay in to sleep; as an extra bonus the curfew was canceled for the night as some girls complained they now needed a shower and some others said to be hungry. They were just making excuses to stay up late or even party.
We would not run out of people to make dares with until dawn, most likely.
“Have you already devised a plan for dealing with Yuri?” Medea inquired when we were on our way back to the cabin after checking on the bottle and picking our stuff up.
“Uh…” was all I could answer.
“In other words: no,” Erika guessed. “Good thing you asked her to come naked. I know it was only because you’re a perv but…”
“I’m not a perv!”
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>>2331535 “…it works in our favor. She’s not going to run out screaming and will be easier to deal with. I really hope she hasn’t told anyone and actually shows up.”
“She’ll stand no chance. We can do whatever we want with her,” Jodi pointed out.
I stopped. Yes, there were plenty of us. Too many, maybe. Erika was wrong about me not having a plan. I hadn’t thought thinks through but had considered plenty. I took the final decision. “Could you guys wait back at the circle? I’ll… take care of this.”
Now the rest stopped. “Aria, stop thinking with your… pussy? Is that how you say that?” No. It was not. Lady petitioned clarification after being very wrong. “What ah mean is stop trying to get some. This is serious business.”
“Lady is right!” Lisa supported her. “Aria, this is not something to do alone. This goes way beyond being nice to Yuri. This is about being very, very careful with what we do next.”
“I’m being careful!” I protested. “And I’m not doing this to try to ‘get some’! A-although yeah, I can’t promise it won’t happen. I know I can convince her without the need to force anyone to do anything. We can trust Yuri!”
“Let me guess. You’re gonna fuck her and then ask her to pretty please don’t tell on us,” Erika silenced Lisa with a gesture and stepped in to talk.
“That’s…!” Erika was making it sound bad. Yes, that was the gist of what I had figured out so far but that wasn’t nearly all of it. I had plenty of good arguments to present to Yuri.
“Because that would work,” Erika continued, a smirk mocking how she had already anticipated my strategies. All faces turned to her with astonishment. “That would work just fine. Just use the tail, got it?”
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>>2331536 I nodded, blushing. “What is this ‘that’ll work’ BS?” Peggy did not seem to agree with Erika.
“You wouldn’t get it. You haven’t been fucked by it,” Erika argued in my behalf. “This and Aria’s personality… I have a feeling it’ll work.”
“A feeling is not good enough here!” Jodi backed her sister up.
“Which is why we will have a contingency waiting; and a contingency for the contingency,” Medea announced with a smile. “I trust Aria; yet things can always fail. In case something goes wrong we can be prepared.”
I could tell that aside from Erika and Medea, nobody agreed with me. They still all followed our lead witch’s instructions and headed back. I walked alone to our cabin the rest of the way.
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>>2331537 *
I wasn’t born yesterday. I knew there was something the girls weren’t telling me.
They hadn’t invited me to The Game for a while now. That bothered me. Why had Aria invited me to stay at their cabin with them, then? They had been hanging all together without me, and had been gone for most of the night with Lady, Peggy and Jodi.
To be fair, it wasn’t only them getting weird on me. Had we always had a tennis instructor? I wasn’t sure but I kind of remembered having done some stuff with the girls. Having them take off their clothes for training… fun things like that. Hadn’t I already told that Janette woman I would take care of everything? Back when Aria and Carmen had their strip match? Why had she come back, then? Why did I kind of remembered Melanie playing in her undies?
Janette was a joke. I could beat her no problem; not that she’d ever dare to face me. She gave generic, dumb advice we could have gotten online. She would have been fine for beginners; but we were not beginners. We were much more and I could make it so much better if I only had the chance to train people the way I learned how to play tennis.
Now, the tennis and stuff aside, this cabin was the worst. I felt like I knew them all very intimately, but we had barely talked outside of The Game. I also sometimes wasn’t sure if there were dares we had already made or they were just the ideas I was having for new ones.
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>>2331538 Medea in paper gave me the creeps; but looking at her adorable little face I wanted to tell her something nice and knew we could be friends. I had some kinship with Erika and I didn’t know why; it wasn’t just the kiss we had at the bonfire party. I had this… urge to abuse Carmen, like feeling she would like it. She was tall and had long legs; I would love seeing her at the courts. Then there was Lisa; what a hottie! I wasn’t into that stuff – not too much anyways – but that didn’t explain why anyone else was. Why weren’t boys waiting in line behind her window to have a chance to talk to her? It was like she had been invisible for days and days now.
Then there was Aria.
My God, then there was Aria! I kind of… loved her and I had no idea why. Not even crazy hot Lisa made me feel this way. I had never wanted to have sex with a girl so bad. I wanted to kiss her and grab her. Yeah, she was my type; all cute and cuddly and adorable and stuff. She had beautiful, not so small breasts with an AMAZING booty. I knew she was like fourteen but I couldn’t help myself. Was it her long, mermaid hair? Her fine features on her face even if a little childish? Her pillowy lips? The crazy color of her eyes; like an aquamarine stone with different shades, almost like a wild animal? Her cute behavior? Her sweet voice?
I wasn’t IN love. I knew myself. I just… loved her. Kind of also desired her. It wasn’t just physical attraction, but it wasn’t just that I liked her.
There was also the business on how she had somehow beaten me on a match. I was going easy on her… I think. Was I? I must have. Either way, she had been incredible. I still could hardly believe it. Yes, I was a little mad at her at first but I was over that. She fascinated me. Also, why did I always feel horny and embarrassed thinking back on that match? Maybe because I would have liked it if it was a strip-match like the one Aria had with Carmen.
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>>2331539 Thinking of the devil… Aria let herself into the cabin. She was all alone and was still wearing un-matched pajama tops with jeans. The lights were off, it was pretty late and I was in bed, sheets covering me. She had no reason to believe I wasn’t asleep.
Aria, since this morning as far as I knew, had all of sudden decided to style her hair differently. She always wore it straight but now was using Chinese buns at the sides to her head. It worked well on her because she was Asian-ish. She would look lovely with those and a Chinese dress.
Aria stripped down, making me think she was getting ready for bed but she also took off her underwear and didn’t wear anything back. She stood there, her hair undone, completely naked, in front of the closed doo. Did she have something on her head? It was dark. Huh; there was something like a wire on her butt, tossing from side to side. Was that a shadow of something from the window?
The night was clearer than most because the full moon wasn’t long ago but it was still hard to see. Aria crouched down for some reason basically sitting on the floor with her nice butt to the planks but also her hands and feet took some of the weight. I had never seen anyone sit, or crouch, or rest, or pose or whatever she was doing in the position. Something brushed across the floor, long and thin; that weird shadow I could not explain.
Aria kept that position for a long time. I almost wanted to say something because it was obvious she wasn’t going to bed and was waiting for something or someone. I would have if she hadn’t been so weird for the whole day. Something was up and maybe if I kept faking being asleep she would show me what that may be.
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>>2331540 Yuri spoke about not being sure what the true truth was. She said she recalled two completely different versions of the events happening at camp. One of them perfectly on her mind although with little details; she then had a second memory felling more ‘real’ and at the same time more nonsensical. She was scared and made me scared. She was describing the same experience I had: not being sure if something happened differently or not, having conflicting ideas about the past, things not making much sense if she thought back on them; the exact same thing.
The more worrying thing Yuri talked about was one that was so obvious and just under my nose but I couldn’t see until someone explained it to me. It was so stupid; but it was so true that it went from dumb to scary. Aria had animal parts in her body. The things over her head were her ears and she could move them; she had been covering them with her hair! The thing, the shadow, the dancing, slender figure; that was Aria’s tail.
I had to fake a snore because I almost said something. Aria turned to me; I didn’t see her because I closed my eyes before she could find me out but I felt her stare.
The werecat!
That word alone brought so many memories and I couldn’t believe it. Werecat. Aria was the werecat. What was going on? I had never wished to know something so badly; and yet Aria and Yuri were whispering too low for me to make out everything. They went even lower and by the time they started fooling around I knew I wasn’t going to hear the rest of the talk.
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>>2331541 *
I eased Yuri’s fears the best I could. I didn’t want her to be scared of me. She responded to my touch. The tips of my fingers against her skin gave her goose-bumps but it was not a reaction born out of alarm. I showed her my purring.
I was vague on purpose, making Yuri think that the reason I wasn’t giving too many details was because we were too busy to. I didn’t want to be the dominant one; not at first. I begged Yuri to continue where we left off back then, to do whatever she wanted to me and she did.
Yuri aggressively kissed me, saying it was not fair she couldn’t still remember fully our encounters. She said the taste of my skin and the warmth of my mouth were great reminders and that memories flowed into her the longer we were in contact. I used my hands to more than anything try to place a token resistance and push Yuri away; I allowed her to gently brush them off or place them where she wanted me to touch her – her breasts, her hips, her face – and I happily obliged. Meanwhile, she explored my whole body which was getting progressively sweatier.
It was as Yuri had said back then. She had absolutely no qualm or reservation to touching my body even if she wasn’t a lesbian. It was like she was the Yuri from always with all of the experience and lack of inhibitions. Her fingers went inside me with little consideration or fear and all of my permission. “Were you always so tight?” she wondered.
It was… amazing. We couldn’t go too fast or get too loud. We would take Jill up; but at the same time the risk, the danger of being found out made the experience all the better. Exciting, thrilling; something like that. I tried to keep my voice down which was getting harder by the minute. Yuri was a fast learner and had very dexterous and practiced fingers, especially her thumbs.
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>>2331542 “S-sorry,” Yuri humbly apologized after she moved a hand covered in my fluids near to my face and a finger touched my lips.
“I don’t mind,” I said, and I liked it clean. She giggled, nervous. Was tasting oneself so alien to her?
I took the lead for once and went down on her. She didn’t let me off so easy and while my mouth was never away from her pretty pussy, she twisted in a way we ended in sixty-nine.
“It wasn’t my imagination,” she said. “This is pretty small. Aria, I love it!” she talked about my genitalia as if it was some expensive jewelry I had just given her as a present. She dug in fearlessly.
Yuri found herself at a disadvantage when it was a tongue pitted against mine, so she resumed to get support from the fingers. She loved playing with my clit; no, I was projecting. I loved her playing with my clitoris and she had noticed and was acquiescing. I had an orgasm first but I didn’t let it slow me down too much. She tried to follow my example when she had hers but she was slow to recover.
During her recovery I turned again and we ended face to face. Yuri had gorgeous bedroom eyes; the black of her eye so expanded it looked like a shining piece of onyx. She was heavily panting and her breath was so warm it was next to visible.
I kissed her and she knew she couldn’t stop me. I had in purpose saved some of Yuri’s juices and pushed them inside her mouth, getting mixed with my own taste in a beautiful dance that truly gave meaning to making love. “That’s what you taste like,” I informed.
“Gross,” she said, but she was smiling and trying to eat my lips. At one point she liked my nose.
“It’s time I show you something,” I chose.
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>>2331543 Yuri trusted me now. She was on my side; I knew it. I made her lay in gynecological position. I asked her for permission to insert something in her pussy and she gave me the okay as long as wasn’t ‘too big’.
Yuri wasn’t used to this kind of stuff. She would not last long. She closed her eyes and placed her faith in me.
a) Aria knows perfectly well Jill listened. She wanted this all along because she missed Jill.
b) Jill admits to have been listening and wants in. She hardly remembers much more beyond the werecat.
c) Jill admits to have been listening and wants in. She remembers most dares; something and something about witches. She buys into some legends of the werecat.
d) Jill is simply back.
e) Jill keeps quiet for the most part and Aria doesn’t notice. Jill will be figuring things on her own.
This fills the bottle. You know the drill.
1) Soft skin potion with hypersensitivity.
2) Hairless ointment with burning sensation while wearing clothes.
3) Brain washing poison for only Jill or Yuri.
4) Experiment with potion of femininity. Lesbianism potion.
5) Extra strong sleep potion. It works as a gas and it can be thrown. Victim will forget five to ten last minutes before falling asleep. Free ‘Get out of jail’ card.
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>>2331544 D, either through A or E
5
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2331544 A, I feel bad for what Jill went through. I know that it was important to stop her from bringing the passion back up to high gear, but with so little time left and the interruption to the flow and time to explain the importance I'm sure she'll cooperate.
2 would be interesting and fun, but 5 is also practical and lets us be a little riskier, so mark me down as supporting either.
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>>2331540 >>2331541 Feels kind of abrupt. ain't there a paragraph missing of Yuri actually arriving?
>>2331544 A seems fine for now, but i wouldn't go as far as D..
We might need 5 if we start ramping up again..
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>>2331594 Yes there is. Damn. Why didn't it post?
>>2331540 Whatever she was waiting for came. It was a knock on the door; three fast knocks, a pause and then two fast knocks; very quiet. Aria worriedly turned her face to me. I closed my eyes before she could possibly take a look – not that she’d notice in the dark – and kept my normal breathing. It wasn’t the first time I played being asleep; although it might have been the first time it didn’t was to fool someone I just had had sex with.
Aria opened our cabin’s door as quietly as she could and invited someone in. My eyes were as adjusted as they were going to get to the dark but the silhouette was still dark and imprecise; all I knew was that it was a naked girl with short, black hair.
In a way, it was a little disappointing. Aria was getting a booty call? So what? I thought it was going to be something else. I was still going to spy the hell out of them if they thought they were going to do their nasty business in here and it would serve them right.
“Here… are your pants,” the girl handed something to Aria. I knew that voice. That was Yuri Fukao, the girl who would take a crowbar to get away from her phone. So, Yuri and Aria… I had no idea Yuri swung that way… or was bold enough to show up at someone’s door all nakey.
“Did anyone follow you?” Aria was a careful one. “Did you tell anyone you were coming?”
“No! Of course…!” Yuri started, but Aria shushed her. Aw, she was worried about waking me up! “Sorry. No; I’m sure. Everything is okay.”
“Yes. I don’t hear anyone. I think we’re safe,” Aria whispered. It was getting hard to hear her.
“W-what now?” Yuri basically read my mind. Yes: What now?
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>>2331653 “Tell me everything you know and I’ll fill the gaps,” Aria said all mysterious, almost like this was some sort of drama movie.
At first I thought it was some stupid game. Some sex game role-playing or something. Yuri and Aria were both very naked and very into each other. They kept bodily contact on Lisa’s bed. They were just speaking but there were a lot of caresses and a little fondling. Then I started getting worried.
>>2331541 Anonymous
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>>2331544 Contingency plan indeed. While Aria was tending to her dear friend, no doubt indulging herself, we were hard at work in our own business.
The potion I had brewed more often than any other and could perform without any side effects was the sleep potion. It was our family’s specialty! I had long theorized how to improve on it for more practical purposes and the chance that presented itself was hard to ignore.
We needed more tools! My memory wipe potion was a start but the ‘victim’ needed to be asleep first so their subconscious could be molded. If they woke up during this process it could be catastrophic to the cause. This is why I had already invented a hybrid potion with what Erika had recently taught me!
It would not be possible without the ritualistic power we had to spare. I would mix the ingredients in the already used bottles to then destroy them and grind them; I would make it as volatile as Erika had done her smoke bomb; making it possible for the potion to enervate airborne and to be effective this way. Anyone trapped within the resulting gas should harmlessly fall asleep for ten to twenty minutes; much less than the regular sleep potion; but with an extra added effect.
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>>2331786 They would forget what they were doing recently!
I was so excited! If this worked it would be so fruitful I would scream. We basically had a way to remove witnesses from the equation at will! Yeah, the elaboration was a little complicated; it required glass with some magic imbued in it, and its use could be potentially dangerous if we happened to also get trapped within the smoke but I thought this was only the start. I always improved on things!
Now, the girls weren’t too happy about it. They were all about getting delicate and hairless skin. I knew the vanity of wanting such things; so I disclosed once more how to elaborate the body-hair remover, assuring even Peggy and Jodi should now have enough magic in their blood – due to their unexplained magical bond as well as they having drunk a potion – to brew it back home so they wished. In the end they all had to understand what I was doing was necessary and could even save us in the future.
I hoped Aria took a bit longer with her date because this was liable to take a while!
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>>2331788 *
I explained a few more things to Yuri and then allowed her to touch my body. We sat by the window so the moonlight could illuminate what she was doing and inspecting. She alternated between being playful and curious; being sensually slow around my private parts. She really liked my ears and easily guessed that I loved to be petted under my chin.
She said she was very glad of what we had done. I had used my tail on her; but there was not much to be reported about it, at least not from Yuri. Yuri had had three orgasms in a row straight one after the other. I felt so smug and arrogant thinking this, but I had used around half of the speed I was capable of and she could barely take it. Some of the credit had of course be given to the magic circle but I would say smost of it was still me.
It was not only Yuri and I who had our fun. Jill had heard most everything and she had already seen me and my body. It was a shame Jill could only hear what I could tell Yuri instead of the whole story. That was limited information and mostly concerned my biology while ignoring the things that mattered the most. I wouldn’t have thought it when my ears or tails started coming out, but me being a cat hardly mattered in the grand scheme of things.
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>>2331789 I was very glad and felt incredibly sexy and realized to have served for inspiration for Jill touching herself, which I knew happened. I had a feeling that her eye had been on me more than it had been on Yuri. I was just hoping this started a conversation and we could have the old Jill back as soon as possible. I missed her terribly.
Yuri and I departed as friends and something more. She agreed to keep everything to herself, and on her own made a vow to come to my aid should I need it. She also apologized for pantsing me back at the cafeteria and confessed it was very, very hard for her to have dropped by completely naked but was glad she did.
Once Yuri was out the door, I couldn’t help myself. I needed a little more release, and even if was very unlike me, I had this urge to put on a show.
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>>2331790 *
Aria was incredible. This sounded very important and secret and I was supposed to be trying to keep a low profile. Under the sheets my fingers still moved basically on their own, getting inside my panties.
I had never thought possible what happened to Yuri. Aria had her lie down, then that tail; that tail that made me feel a tingling in my pussy, like it had been there before and it knew what it felt like. Aria inserted said tail basically on its own, only having to use a hand to spread Yuri’s vagina nice and open – and what a pretty thing it was.
The thing went in. I had taken a better look at it now. It had a white tip but it was mostly jet black; it was covered in fur and it could not be anything other than a cat tail. It writhed and squirmed uncomfortably and yet I knew that every one of those movements was bliss if it happened to be in the right place.
Yuri moaned as quietly as she could, using both hands to cover her mouth and suffering in silence what was happening to her, filling me with envy. She lifted her butt of the bed and gave little hops of happiness and pleasure with only her ankles and her back. Aria’s tail went in and out and it moved wildly.
It happened so fast. I could see it in Yuri’s face, even in the dark. She had one hell of an orgasm at the same time a strong memory made its way into my mind. Aria, the showers. She was upset, something I had done to her. Hot water on my body, something going inside me; Aria experimenting with her new tail. A worried, cute, little thing afraid I could think she was a monster.
I remembered how was it that I lost against Aria! She was… jumping and running like a cat. It was a strip match and… and it was in public! Now it was all coming back! Didn’t I end up having sex with Melanie under the sun with people recording us? Oh my Gosh! It was too embarrassing to even try and remember, but it had happened, hadn’t it?
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>>2331791 I had to cover my mouth just like Yuri was doing to avoid a nervous laugh escaping me. It sounded horribly humiliating and kind of exciting. Because of where I had my hands before that, some of it got into my mouth. That didn’t worry me at all, but I did see Aria’s ears move some which couldn’t be good.
I had to be grateful to Yuri. She was making enough noise to cover for me. I had no idea what was going on in her vagina; because she had another orgasm in, I swear, five seconds after which by my account wasn’t even enough time to finish the first one. That tail Aria had was one mean thing.
My lady bits started to tingle some more just watching and remembering something and I had to get my hands down there. I’m not usually the kind of girl that can get only fingers and be alright, but this time that was plenty. I bit my lips until it hurt because I was cumming big time.
After that, Aria and Yuri talked some. It wasn’t anything I hadn’t heard before. Aria asked Yuri to keep the secret, promised there might be a next time, and requested not too many questions until “the time was right,” whatever that meant. With Yuri gone, Aria sat back on Lisa’s bed, legs wide open. Was she…? Yup; she was going to town.
The image of the cat-girl sniffing her own tail and using two hands – one exclusively for her clit and the other using only the ring finger going in and out of herself – had me going again. Now there was not Yuri to make chipping noises so I had to be more careful. Aria had her snatch pointed right at me and the reflection of the moon on the shining liquids the girl had in there really worked for me.
I almost considered once or twice to actually break my vow of silence and tell Aria that I had listened to everything.
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>>2331792 *
Masturbating to Jill masturbating to me was… something. I was glad we could share that moment after so long. I had no idea how she could underestimate me so badly as to possibly think I really thought she was asleep after she had been so noisy and moved so much; I had to give her the benefit of the doubt because human senses were pretty bad and she could be projecting I still had only that much.
I wore back my pajamas, opened the door and before heading out, I quickly leapt to Jill’s bunk, kissed her in the mouth and then sprinted away into the night. Everyone should be waiting for me for the next dare.
//Lady’s turn.
a) Aria has to start posting things to her social media and the camp’s group as a cat-girl enthusiast, making Aria’s ears and tail seem fake in the pictures.
b) Peggy and especially Jodi get tickled mercilessly by the whole coven. It is worse than it sounds.
c) Carmen gets dared to follow specific instructions. Lady is surprisingly helpful to get a girl what she wants.
d) Medea gets dared to strip and beg for forgiveness for what she did to Duke. Lady cannot rest easy until this happens. It is the last step of her acceptance.
e) Erika gets dared to crash a party in a rather humiliating manner.
f) Lisa gets dared to let herself be had by Lady. Lady can’t help it; she can’t be touched but she can touch.
g) Lady says her dare preemptively and mistakenly dares herself to be tickled.
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>>2331793 Hmm, B sounds like effective ironic turnaround that'd be pretty interesting to see, but D sounds more important for ensuring Lady's character arc reaches a satisfying end so I'll go for that instead.
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>>2331793 As fun as B C E and especially G sounds, she really needs D. Its pretty much the only option to finally come to terms with erveryone involved in her transformation.
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I'm happy with A for fun reasons and D to complete the arc of acceptance.
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>>2331793 After the constant walks from one place to another, the occasional sprints, the lack of sleep and um… the sex, I felt very tired by the time I made it to our secondary circle not too deep in the woods behind the boys’ cabins.
Erika greeted me by standing up straight and giving me a military salute. “Aria! Report!”
If I was any less exhausted I would have surely played along. I was in a great mood, after all. I didn’t even have enough energy to stand in two feet; not for the moment. I would need some time to recharge. “Everything fine uh… General.”
“We would prefer a more detailed explanation, Aria,” Medea requested mixing something up in a few bottles; Carmen as always lately, assisting somehow grinding things for Medea to use.
“Yuri will be fine, like I told you she would,” I rubbed it in just so the unbelievers would listen. “I didn’t tell her anything she didn’t need to know and she’ll keep my identity as the werecat hidden. She even offered help in case something happened.”
“Did you bone her?” Lady asked me with a distinct lack of delicacy. Erika was not in a position to hit Lady as always, but did throw a pebble her way and Lady fled in terror.
“Lady! Don’t run here! There are glass shards around!” Carmen informed, annoyed.
“Yes, sex with her was inevitable,” I admitted not without certain shame inherent to the act itself, although not in any way regretful.
“Love is always the answer.” I wasn’t sure if Erika was mocking me or acting as a philosopher. Either way it sounded condescending. She sat back down and invited me to her side.
“Is it my turn yet?” Lady asked with the tone of someone who had repeatedly asked the same thing often and recently.
“Just a minute,” Medea sweetly sang.
“You said that a minute ago!” but Lady kept pressing.
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>>2332202 Medea explained to me sounding very enthusiastic about it. I was glad she could still be happy. She had made a sort of sleep grenade that would also delete all short-term memory of the people trapped within the smoke. Instead of using the emotion from our dares for another beauty treatment, she had made a handy instrument just in case we needed it. Medea had my approval; she looked ecstatic about her experiments and there was no denying erasing someone’s memory sounded more than tantalizing at times.
Since we were waiting, I continued to be questioned and something that I was already thinking about how to reveal little by little in a careful fashion was forcefully ripped from my sealed lips; damned be my tail.
“What do you mean Jill listened to the whole thing?” Lisa censured me. “Why did you even… couldn’t you have your talk with Yuri somewhere else? I know you’ve had sex outdoors before.”
There was not even any use on trying to pretend I hadn’t noticed Jill was awake until the last second. I could keep no secrets from them. I knew all along she was listening and had to argue to my friends from that stance.
“Is that so bad? Jill is…”
“A loose cannon,” Erika interrupted me. “I like her but that’s the way she is. She’s… let’s say passionate. She gets an idea on her head and wants to make it happen. The worst part is that whatever she wants she can make happen and she knows it.”
“Yet she is undeniably a member of our coven,” Medea reminded, still not altogether on my side.
“We can’t keep her in the dark forever!” I looked around for allies and found nothing but disagreement.
“It’s not forever. It’s until we get rid of the first circle,” Lisa took the word and stared me down. “Aria, you should know this. We’re playing with fire. Medea already said this if you remember. It was a day more at most.”
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>>2332203 “But in one more day camp is over!” I bleated. “A-and it’s going to be dawn in two hours or so at the most and then we have to sleep and then the day is over and then camp is over!” my voice broke down. What was wrong with missing Jill? “We have to go back home Tuesday afternoon,” I sniffled.
“Shut the hell up, Aria! I don’t want to hear any complain from YOU!” Erika cruelly accused me. Then she softened her tone, sounding almost sweet. “You complete idiot. You’re going to live for hundreds of years. What’s a day to you? You can see each other later.”
Medea would think things over and would most likely at least interview with Jill before doing anything rash. I was warned that I would have to do whatever our lead witch thought best and I could accept those conditions, although I secretly hoped we could only have Jill back.
The potion was finished and a new bottle – we still had plenty of them – was given the honor to be the instrument of our game. It rolled and rolled and it pointed at Medea. It was now Lady’s turn to set up the terms.
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>>2332204 *
After the bullshit they had put me through back when I had to flash my tits to so many… assholes and perverts and little shits I had earned my reward. It was telling now these witches what they had to do.
Loser was Medea, the boss witch. I wanted nothing more than to give her a hard as fuck dare so she could learn not to mess with me. Having her dance naked in front of people or something; maybe even get fucked by the tallest guy she could find. I needed something very, very bad to happen to her and it needed to be because of me.
“That’s some dangerous eyes,” Erika said. Yeah, I was looking straight at Medea. Not hard to figure out what was going through my mind.
“Allow me to make an educated guess. Are you perhaps plotting revenge?” she said. Damn right I was. “Because if you are, you are quite welcome to. As long as it follows the already established rules we have set up for our own safety, you may proceed as you see fit.”
The fuckin’ rules, always with the fucking rules. If I hadn’t seen His shadow, I would have told her where she could stick her rules. “Gimme a minute,” I told her; I needed some time to come up with something good.
“Take your time. Thanks to your former sacrifice we are ahead of schedule. The circle should is weakening, I am sure of it,” Medea tried to butter me up but that wasn’t gonna work now.
Now I was thinking about Him. It fucking sucked to be so weak; to have to hide from something and knowing you couldn’t do anything about it. If I was a… if I was a man I could have laid low and play along; maybe then go to a church or somethin’; priests were sure to know about this kind of magic bullcrap and tell me what to do. I’d cash in some favors, hire some Mexicans, die fighting; who gave a crap? I’d go with a stake and Holy Water and the Lord’s blessing and solve the problem by dinnertime or not come back at all.
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>>2332205 But as a… what I was now; as a girl I couldn’t do crap. I couldn’t do shit on my own, the dark was too scary; I was a damsel in distress and the closest we had to a knight in shining armor – because I wasn’t putting up for no knight anyways – was some purple-haired bitch and a witch who looked like she wasn’t done with puberty. What good were they? Nothing. They weren’t men either; they’d step aside and let the monster have its way and make deals with it so long He lets them live.
And I was one of them. A lady. A woman. A fuckin’… bitch.
“A-are you feeling okay, Lady?” Aria asked me, all sweet-like. Shut her mouth’s what she should’ve done.
“I’m fine! I’m thinking!” I passed an arm over my eyes, clean that thing off before anyone else noticed. Nah, it was too late. They’d all noticed.
So what? I was a bitch. Bitches bitched. Bitches cried; because being a bitch sucked. No dick, no strength, no drive, no nothing.
“You don’t look fine,” said Carmen. “Is something wrong?”
“Medea… tell me what I am supposed to do now,” I yelled at her, not caring if people out of the woods heard. “Make that your dare if you want! Answer me! What the fuck am I? What do I do now? How is it fair what happened to me? What… what am I going to do?”
I wasn’t sure they got the last part. I wasn’t even telling them what I was talking about. I couldn’t speak no more; was bawling like a damned baby. No, not like a baby; like a bitch, like the bitch I was.
Aria, always the meddling sentimental went to get me but I swatted her hand away. Carmen tried and got the same. Erika was now standing and I could tell she was angry, maybe because I slapped the wrists of her girl-toy, Aria.
“What? Whaddai do now?” I screamed some at her, too. “You gonna beat me up? Beat my ass! Kill me! I don’t care!”
“You have to calm down,” was shat she told me. She didn’t raise a hand.
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>>2332206 Aria or Carmen didn’t understand or listen. They had me surrounded. “Kindly step down, would you?”
The one asking them to leave me alone was no other than our dear leader, Medea. She went around walking and touched people’s shoulders and when she did it was like she had placed a spell on them to get out and sit back up and leave me alone.
“I understand the nature of your dare,” she said, “and I accept.”
“Uh… that can’t be a dare,”, “That’s way too easy!”, “Medea, aren’t you like…”, “Yeah, aren’t you abusing the rules a little?” that was Jodi and Peggy who could not fucking understand how to take turns speaking like proper people and ended up saying shit at the same time.
“My dare is to ease Lady’s mind and I intend to see it through; moreover, I can see how this is actually far more necessary than our usual activities,” Medea replied.
I didn’t care. If she wanted to make the dare easy instead of following the rules she was fucking welcome to. At least she should answer all of my questions and I hoped she could remember because I wasn’t able to speak no more.
“For your first question…” she said, “you are supposed to do whatever you want. There is no real answer because every single person has to find their own meaning and every path is divergent to others, eventually. If you meant that as a cry for help, I must admit that I… feel responsible enough to be willing to offer a few alternatives as to shelter and sustainability.
“For your second question,” well, she had a nice memory, didn’t she? “I believe to have already answered the question without a shadow of a doubt for reality to be readily apparent. Lady, you are a woman; not a girl-boy, not a girl with the brain of a boy; not something in between; you are now unequivocally female regardless of everything else. I am certain.
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>>2332207 “Allow me to skip the third question as it is a repetition. The answer to your fourth question was already stated and I doubt you forgot. To it I will only add that there is no cosmic sense of justice in this world. We all experience loss... and tragedy. I stand by the choice I made; I have no right to do otherwise.
“Since your first, third and last question are nearly all the same, I assume this is important for you. Lady, your identity has been torn forcefully. I understand that you must find this very hard and if anything I commend you for bearing this by yourself for so long, understanding there are bigger things afoot. If you need any help discovering yourself, I will be glad to help.”
She said she understood over and over, but she didn’t. How could she? She had never been a man and lost that. She had no idea of what I was going through. No, it was worse than that. She was even denying that I had anything left from my old life.
“Then I’m not even the same person? Is that what you’re saying?” It wasn’t really a question. I was daring her to give me a yes.
“That is correct,” and she dared. “I did not think this was the case at first; I was under the impression you went a complete transformation but… I have discussed this with Aria since and her instincts are yet to be proven wrong. She has an uncanny understanding of the world and I happen to recognize my mistake and have since adopted her worldview.
“Lady… I, I am so sorry.”
There was something about how Medea sounded that last part. She took of her sandals and slowly started stripping. I had no idea of what had gotten into her. She was speaking crap that made no sense and now she was undoing the button of her dress.
She took it off and then then went the white panties. She folded everything to the side. I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t help felling something on watching a naked girl in front of me, even if she didn’t have nice size on her titties.
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>>2332208 Medea didn’t dare meet my eyes the whole time. She kneeled, and looking down, spoke again:
“I hereby confess that I have… committed murder. I have killed Duke Brand, erasing his existence from the face of the world. While that was never my intention, and it was not by my hand it happened; I confess to being the author of the perpetration, and both inventing and fabricating the weapon of his demise thus shouldering the complete responsibility. As Duke Brand’s closest relative and inheritor, I confess this to you and beg… forgiveness.”
No one had said shit. Not even Erika who could not shut up to save her life was doing nothing. Aria ran away to the top of a tree and was mumbling something. I wasn’t… sure I knew what was going on. Was this real life? I was asking because it felt weird and unreal.
“You’re wrong. I’m… I’m Duke! You haven’t killed anyone!” I didn’t know if I was thinking it or saying it.
“No, Lady; you are… not Duke. I am more convinced of this every passing hour. We used his body for your creation, yes, and while you retain what I suspect is the totality of his memories, Aria cannot recognize you as the same being; she is unable to! You were not transformed, you were reborn!”
“Reborn, transformed, whatever! I’m Duke!” I tried to scream but couldn’t. Bitches’ voices were weak like that.
“Genetically and magically speaking, I believe you are… Duke’s daughter. I am very sorry for your loss, but you have to accept this; and this is why I must apologize even if I have no right to regret my decision and have to stand by it.”
Medea not only got to her knees but also touched the ground with her forehead. She was only pissing me off because everything she said made perfect sense. I was already, but at that time I started crying for real.
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>>2332209 “Y-you’re lying!” I knew she wasn’t but I had to say it. “You couldn’t have killed him! K-killed me! I remember how it happened second to second. You got rid of everything that I had but that doesn’t mean I stopped living!”
“The fact you remember your conception is something I have not been able to explain to date; but that alone doesn’t constitute enough proof as far as I’m concerned. Even in the scenario in which you are truly just a transmutation of the man formerly known as Duke, you have to embrace the possibility of it not being the case.”
I didn’t have anything to say to that. I walked to Medea, was about to kick her in the head and she didn’t move. I kicked her clothes instead and stomped on then some. I walked away because I needed to think and get some air, and for the first time ever I felt truly alone and sad there was no one by my side.
a) Too much emotion was poured in. We get to make another potion (aS for softness, aH for hairless, aZ for something else). Can be resolved with something else.
b) Jill has tracked the circle down and drops all pretenses. She doesn’t remember everything yet.
c) Lady and Aria need some time together. Aria heard something she didn’t like and Lady needs release and someone to be there.
d) Being close to five in the morning, it might be time to finish The Game for the night and issue a day dare.
e) Continue the dares! We got an hour before dawn, easy.
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>>2332210 For dares:
1) Loser fakes being drunk – or not – and kisses a girl. There is a small party going in Dugald’s cabin, as usual. Day dare is they must kiss anyone making them any direct questions.
2) Loser puts on a mask and gets called as a stripper for the party. They can stop on panties. Day dare is not wearing any underwear and the shortest skirt they can find.
3) Loser gets toyed with using a rope. Day dare is using a bondage rope all day under her clothes.
4) Loser must discuss and explain situation with Jill, subduing her if necessary. Day dare is being trained by Jill to keep her under control.
5) Loser must try her best to creep the girls showering to the point to make them leave. Anything but violence goes. Day dare is spending most of the day at the showers servicing whoever arrives; services go from washing their backs to whatever else they request.
In order to make the day dares and night dares match, they might not be particularly interesting. Do come up with your own if you want.
Aria Silvertail
C. I don't think lady and aria have had enough time talking to each other. Aria needs to release a lot of her feelings towards Duke from the past, and lady needs to accept that that person is gone, and now is an awful time to be alone.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2332211 C, agreed, it would be good to wind down Lady's arc after its climax here with some time with Aria.
And 2 with Carmen for me, actually, because while Erika would handle it no problem Carmen might feel more tense about it and I don't think she's gotten anything recently.
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>>2332211 C, she shouldn't be left alone right now
AH, should be enough to make this one
3 Carmen, she had it pretty easy this night, so lets give her some attention.
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>>2332221 >>2332223 >>2332238 Technically part is ready to go. No one voted for either E or D; yet almost everyone agreed on the dare.
Want me to write it down? Part is for tomorrow night anyway. Would give me something to do meanwhile. It would be: Option 2) for Carmen.
Oh, but do specify if you had the day or night dare in mind. That I do have to clarify.
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>>2332641 I had been thinking night dare, I think we can go a little bit longer before issuing a day dare.
And I don't see any problem with you getting a head start on writing it. It's not impossible that someone else would vote and change the outcome but it's somewhat unlikely so the risk isn't that big all things considered.
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>>2332211 “Aria, come down! Lady! Lady; damn it, come back!” Erika could not decide which of us to go get. “Zelda! Look what you’ve done! Why did you tell them that stuff? Now Aria won’t come down from the tree and Lady’s… don’t talk about killing people!”
Carmen hesitated and decided not going after Lady. Lisa helped Medea up and tried to convince her to dress back up before Medea gently dismissed the attempt.
Medea was right. I had just not joined the dots. Lady wasn’t Duke; I knew this for a fact; I also could understand how there could be a confusion at first but that begged the question; if Duke wasn’t Lady, and Duke wasn’t here anymore, what happened to him? The answer was as stated: he was dead and I had killed him. I hated the guy but I didn’t mean to… I was the one to throw the balloon with the thing that would kill him! I had killed someone!
I couldn’t bear it. I had climbed a tree and refused to come down no matter if it was Erika who was calling me. Lady had also just learned the harsh truth and she was running away from us. I knew it was dangerous for her to do so but I didn’t feel like I was in any position to stop her.
“The truth was requested from me. I can only comply,” Medea answered Erika after a while.
“Then don’t say it that way! You can’t… they can’t take it if you say it that way! Aria, come down! Shit, Lady’s gone. Peggy, Jodi, be useful. Go get her.”
“Erika, she needs to be alone,” Jodi calmly said while Peggy nodded.
“No she doesn’t! She needs to talk things through!” Erika effused. “Aria does, too! The poor moron is too… Zelda, you have to climb to get her down. I have to tell her a few things before she gets the wrong idea.”
“She can perfectly hear you,” Medea remarked. “Besides, while I certainly… or should at least possess the ability to climb I, must confess… h-heights are…”
“I get it,” Erika cut it short, getting the gist of the idea.
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>>2332919 “A-and it is a rational fear! I… break my legs as easily as anyone else even if I can heal them. I keep losing my balance whenever I look down! I truly cannot…!”
“I told you I get it!” Erika repeated. “Shit,” she started talking softly. “Aria. Come down, babe. Please,” she sighed. “Please, Aria.”
I couldn’t tolerate hearing Erika be so sad for too long. I truly needed some space to order my thoughts but she also needed me. If I professed to love her, I was left with no choice. In three quick leaps to branches from different trees – I wasn’t that high up – I made it down to Erika’s side. She hugged me as I knew she would do.
“It’s okay! Everything’s okay, you hear me?” she assured. “I know what you’re thinking but you’re not a killer. You’re just a kitty,” I hated being called such but in this instance it sounded… perfect.
I wasn’t crying or was planning to; I was too much in shock to. Half of the time I tried as hard as I could not to think about it and exist in a brief and fleeting moment of bliss in which everything was back to our relative normal and my biggest concern were people who might have seen parts of my body I didn’t want them to; half of the other time my own mind was shouting at me that everything that Medea said was the absolute truth and the only reason I hadn’t realized this sooner was because I was a hypocrite trying to be spared from the responsibility of what I did.
Erika’s embrace helped enormously, if I had to define it I would say that while I was in her arms there was a threshold of misery I could experience and everything else was immediately dissipated; yet my own misery and guilt was the only think keeping me in enough shock to not break out crying and thus I had to remain on the sweet spot to keep composure. I had a powerful reason to.
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>>2332920 After Erika had absorbed enough of my emotions, I let her know. “I have to speak to Lady,” I declared with zeal. That was inevitable and it had to be done as soon as possible.
“Don’t think that’s a good idea right now, Aria,” Erika contradicted, still using her sweetest tones of voice as her tender arms closed around my body.
It was tempting. I could listen to what everyone else was telling me to do and just be a kitty; a useless kitten, warm and fuzzy, resting while the world happened around me. However I had discussed this internally already. I had a duty, I owed this much to Lady.
“This can’t wait. I really need to talk to her and it has to be right now,” there was no way I was breaking out if Erika didn’t want to let me go, asking for permission was necessary.
She didn’t, however. It was not until Medea, incredibly frail-looking in her nudity and yet by far the strongest among us, freed me from my delightful prison. “Sometimes, the worst problems in the world can be made trivial by the purring of a cat to your side,” Medea recited as if she had been telling a popular proverb. “Let her go,” she ordered.
Erika was unwilling, and I could tell she was fruitlessly trying to force Medea away; of course the attempt was useless. I could have fled that moment but it felt wrong to just do that. I turned to face Erika and peered into her eyes. If only she could understand…
“F-fine. Go. And you better bring Lady back and you both better be… better,” she sadly wished.
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>>2332921 *
Finding lady was hardly an issue. The path she took couldn’t have been clearer if she had grabbed a bucket of bright, red paint and drawn it herself. Approaching it, however… I had never needed as much courage in my life; suddenly jumping naked into a hundred people watching half of which were male felt incredibly easy.
It had to be done, though.
“Hello, Lady,” I greeted and for that simple line I had practiced and considered incessantly.
She grunted back, still in tears.
We were on a clearing, definitely not as far away from the others as Lady would like to be. Sometimes the modest limits her brand-new body had were not so much endearing as plain sad.
“Is it okay if we speak?” was supposed to be my next line, but I froze up and couldn’t say it. The figure of this girl crying for something terrible and absolutely unforgivable which was also my fault was tearing at me. I wished back to be on Erika’s arms.
“Hey, gymnast girl,” she called me by a nickname that reminded me of days past, making it worse for me, “level with me, won’t ya? I can take it if it’s true; a lie ain’t gonna do me any good,” she said, holding back her sobbing. The image of the heartbroken, Southern Belle in movies came to my mind. “Am I… is Duke… really dead?”
That was a hell of a question to start a conversation with. I knew my voice wouldn’t be as loud as I would like it to be, so I was forced to come closer. “I don’t know,” I told her the truth, I owed her that much. “I don’t… understand a lot about what life is, this is doubly true now that I found out magic exists. What is the standard for life, anyway? Souls? Consciousness? Something else? He could be dead, he could be somewhere else. All I know is… you’re not him.”
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>>2332922 “I’m not me,” she chuckled. “Well, ain’t that just dandy. Tell me, gymnast girl; what if someone told you Aria is dead and that you’re not her, you’re just… a cat with Aria’s memories.”
My heart stopped beating that instant. I wasn’t just imagining the question just formulated, I was considering it. Could it not be the case? I had also received a potion; two, in fact. Could Aria be as dead as Duke and I could be a copy?
“Not a great feeling, huh?” Lady asked me a rhetorical question.
I was scared for a second, but I knew I was me; I had smelled my old stuff. Yes, I smelled almost like someone else but it was still recognizably mine, the same way I could recognize my own reflection. This was not the same for Lady, the contrast between her scent and Duke was like comparing apples to volcanic rocks.
Still, I instantly I felt a lot closer to her. For the moment the terror and panic persisted, I completely understood her feelings. It was terrifying and lonely; and she had not escape from me like I did. She had to dwell on it even now. The guilt I already felt multiplied and the pity overwhelmed me. How could she take that?
“What you’re telling me, then, is that if you witches hadn’t done that, I wouldn’t even exist?” she said. Huh. That was an interesting way of looking at things.
I had been progressively approaching Lady little by little, as any hunter worth their salt would; only at opportune times and never taking chances. I had ended up at arms-reach of her and she grabbed me. It wasn’t a hug; I was getting pet like a cat would; a soft hand going from my head to my neck and to the small of my back and then back up.
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>>2332923 “Whatever happened, I still remember what it is to be a man,” she said. “Let me tell ya, girlie; you’re missing out,” I highly doubted that. “You really one-upped me there, then. You know; I… well, Duke, was a cold-hearted bastard but he never killed anyone. Considered it a bunch of times, sure; even planned it a few more when real angry but never seriously, I think. And now the guy’s gone and got himself killed because he pushed a naked girl to a pool and threw some clothes down the river,” she laughed. “Of all the things he got away with and that one got him.”
“I’m… I’m sorry,” Lady had stopped crying but it was a never-ending cycle. Now I had started.
“Yeah… I am, too. He wasn’t such a bad guy, you know? Once you got to know him. He knew what he was all about; he wasn’t pretending shit and didn’t play by no one’s rules and most people didn’t care for that. He did what he wanted because he knew his days were counted. Sure, he was sixteen now but what in four years? Eight years? He wasn’t gonna have a job, he knew that. Who’d hire a dumbass guy who looked like he would break your neck sooner than put on a tie and go to an interview? Cartels, that’s who.”
Her soliloquy was hard to listen to. Had I truly ended such a life? Not a very good life but a life nonetheless. I was now thanks to Lady that I had also created a… subjectively, no, objectively better life in the form of Lady, but my heart had a hard time understanding and accepting this.
“Do you… hate me?” and it was hard to ask that, too. I knew even if she wanted, Lady’s hands were so soft and delicate and weak there was nothing she could have done even to little, old, me. For some reason that was actually worse than her having the power to hurt me and not using it.
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>>2332924 “Well… you’re all I got now!” she said with fake cheer. “Can’t be going around biting the hand that feeds me, now can I? Much less now that I can’t even survive as a stray like before… no, like Duke could.” She had not answered the question and I didn’t have the courage to ask again.
Medea was onto something with what she had said earlier. Lady liked me having her by my side so long as I was purring. She mostly monopolized the talk, telling me her inner thoughts. She mourned Duke, and wanted a proper way to bury him; yet while she believed Medea about as much as I did, she couldn’t help holding a smidge of hope that she was actually a transformed Duke, something that all my senses told me was impossible.
Duke apparently had a very interesting life. His dad stole him from his mom and moved to California, then Texas with some family although Duke was born in Illinois. Dad got away from their family because of some bad blood between siblings although Duke stayed and was raised by an uncle and living with five male cousins. The uncle ended up succumbing to Cancer and Duke moved back with his father who by then was a construction worker.
Duke spend the last six years of his life basically just coming back home to sleep and the brief talks he had with his father all ended up in bad notes and often in plain fist fights. Duke started winning more and more of those fights as time went on… until his father started using a gun. Duke often had problems with truancy agents, and had two or three people at any given time who wanted a piece of him, as Lady put it. He was used to deal with this conflictive existence by simply laying low for a while and he did not mind spending the night in drug dens, crack houses, shelters or the wilderness. He actually never touched the “smack” because he had a friend in the business and knew what “shit they put in there”.
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>>2332925 He also often took trips out of the city and state and even ended up visiting his mother. The lady had remarried and wanted nothing to do with him. Duke ended up burglarizing his mother’s home out of a sense of revenge, he almost got himself in real trouble for it after a blu-ray player he stole and pawned got traced and Duke barely escaped by striking a deal and throwing one of his ‘friends’ he had made under the bus by tipping off the police. It worked fine by Duke since he never wanted to go back to Illinois.
While it sounded horrible to my ears, Lady spoke longingly of Duke’s memories and circumstances, unable to accept any of the things that happened to him as tragic or unfortunate. We had never spoken much before and now she we were having a lengthy conversation about Duke’s story.
Lady of course, eventually requested my tale. She had been so open that I had no choice but to tell her everything about my past she asked, and she asked a lot. I was… depressingly happy she believed I was eighteen years old. At first I thought Lady might notice the unfairness between the hands dealt by life between her life and mine and get angry; instead, she qualified my life as “boring”. Wow.
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>>2332926 *
While our return was awkward, the girls gave us an easy time as far as they could. They all pretended nothing happened and Lady and I could simply resume our places like not a second from last dare had been past. It was probably better this way, for now.
It was Medea’s turn; Carmen was signaled as the loser. Lady remained quiet as there was no need for her to do anything and the only sign of communication I exchanged with everyone else was a simple smile and quick blinking towards Lisa, Erika and Medea who required no further answer.
“This is almost certainly going to be the last dare of the night,” Medea theatrically began, giving me a bad feeling about what Carmen could face. “The bottle is nearly full and after you, Carmen, complete your challenge and we use its emotions for a last brew, it will be dawn. I am afraid that I will have to request a notoriously hard task.”
“Tonight is not my night…” Carmen complained. “First I get told I will for the rest of my life stay… shaved; then this… burning and itching starts getting on my nerves and now this,” she made a pause to take a deep breath. “Alright. I’ll be the one to end the game with a bang. I can do this. Go on.”
Medea questioned Erika before asserting her idea. Erika, after checking her phone quickly confirmed that a wide amount of gatherings were occurring all over the place since the curfew had been temporarily rescinded. It was a given we had to take a chance to use it at some point and this could be our last one.
After a short discussion, Carmen was told what she had to do. She listened to the outlandish and honestly worrying instructions and instead of declining, she made a few petitions; her demands consisted in Alchemy classes and the assurance that no recording devices would be used.
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>>2332927 “Then I guess I have to go set up the stage,” Erika took her leave. “Don’t worry, I’ll be there and I’ll be sure nothing too crazy happens. It’ll be just a little dance. You may even like it, who knows?”
We were supposed to be de-escalating things, yet Medea had just asked for Carmen to be a hired stripper at a mostly male party where alcohol was involved. Carmen’s only protections were the fact that she could use a mask to cover her face – something that had already failed miserably for me once – and that she had no obligation to remove a last piece of clothing, her panties.
a) Carmen faces no difficulties. She actually enjoys the show and ends up removing everything except the mask.
b) Carmen is encouraged, enjoys everything that happens and removes everything, proud.
c) There are some difficulties and shame, but the dare itself is completed without a hitch.
d) Carmen faces an unexpected rival and they try to outdo each other. Rival wins and Carmen is okay with this.
e) Carmen faces the same rival, but this time Carmen is the winner.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2332929 B and/or E. A competitive bent to this would be enjoyable, and I think it'd be nice for Carmen to enjoy the experience.
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>>2332933 I'd like to update my vote to also support A.
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>>2333046 Thanks for correcting so soon. It'll be no problem at all correcting this.
>>2332991 It's again in your hands. It's either A or C so whichever you decide to stop supporting. We still have until tomorrow night.
Else C wins by default (A vote arrived later).
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>>2333067 Its not a dare if there ain't a bit struggle.
C it is.
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>>2332929 When Aria returned with Lady and other than reddened eyes both were fine, I was happy our little Zelda made me let Aria go to fetch.
It got me thinking. Yeah; we were sure as fucking fuck that Lady was a female, we checked everything; I had no issue calling her a ‘she’, but I never thought of Lady as anything other than a transformed Duke. Duke was really gone? How did that work? Had we made a female clone or something? It didn’t make sense, not from where I was standing.
I was about the girl who had spent the most time with Lady; telling her how to behave, making sure she stayed out of trouble or didn’t open her big mouth – which was actually really tiny – to say someone one of the others would not like to hear. It was a full-time job to teach Duke how to be a girl. I had noticed the differences between treating with Duke as Duke and Duke as Lady; I’d have to be an idiot not to. I just figured the differences were because of hormones, or Lady somehow got a female brain and that’s different somehow – I had no fucking idea if brains of males and females were the same, I’d have to check on that one –; maybe it was just Lady accepting her reality. Whatever the case, I knew it was different.
But from that to saying that Duke was dead and Lady was someone else? That was a load of bull. I knew what Zelda was doing and I was keeping my mouth shut because the tiny witch was a lot smarter than I was and I’d end up looking the fool if it came to a discussion. I still knew the truth. Duke had transformed into Lady and no one had died; what Zelda said was only to make Lady come to terms with what she was and to not have the rest of us judge Lady as if she was Duke.
Whatever the case, what was done was done. I’d let Zelda worry about that one; sure as fuck I wasn’t taking Lady home; if someone else was they’d be free to do what they wanted with her, gaslighting her or whatever.
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>>2333543 The way everyone’s memories got reset was great for some things and annoying for others. Right now it was annoying. As far as everyone knew I hadn’t done shit after our first party at the woods; I had been locked up in my cabin after that which meant it was hard to keep in touch with people. When I told Dugald that I had a surprise for him, he didn’t believe me the same way he would before. To him I was a bore; but I was still a smoking hot chick so he had to listen.
I ran to the cabin to change into something I’d go to a party into. I woke Jill up, she pretended I didn’t and I pretended I didn’t notice. Aria had really screwed the pooch on this one. We had to get rid of the circle before Jill was back in action. I also grabbed something… spicy for Carmen to wear if she was really going to do this and headed back out.
Aria wasn’t going to show up, for sure. She had to listen to those lies she had killed Duke – which was bullshit and I was going to tell her later about it – and she hated loud noises and the smell of alcohol, I’d think more if it was in small spaces like cabins. I’d be the witness for this one, either way.
Dugald opened the door for me when I knocked, kind of skeptical. He had to be. The guy had taken out the beds and everything but still the space was limited. He couldn’t house more than ten to twelve people and he had to choose carefully. To my favor there were seven guys to the four girls – Kathy, Lillie, Wendy and Carmelia – but even then Dugald should be someone with no problem to get some more chicks if he wanted; he’d just been forced to hook up his friends first.
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>>2333544 Music wasn’t really booming as a decent party should; drinks were still top notch, with the imported German beer I liked and enough Vodka to kill an elephant. Rest of the people all were like Dugald, mostly indifferent to me. The girls sat in a corner near the bar for drinks and that’s where the party got localized, with guys trying to talk to them. Overall I’d say it was pretty tame; hardly a party and more of a friendly gathering.
“Dugald, I got you something you’re going to love,” I told him.
“Let me guess, you want to invite your friends,” Dugald cut me off. “I don’t know, Erika. We’re pretty cramped as it is. More girls’s always nice but you know how it is. Staff is turning a blind eye to this so long as we stay inside but we’re running out of space.”
Was he always just a whinny little bitch? I’d have to ask Jill when she recovered her memories; she knew him way better. “Not friends, just friend.”
“Oh, Lisa,” suddenly he was interested. It was okay, Lisa was super hot, of course he’d change his tone. “Sure. You both are in. Don’t think I would fit anyone else, so don’t try. Grab a drink. Where is she?”
“Sorry to disappoint, not Lisa.”
“Oh, who is it, then?” I could tell Dugald was mad he had already agreed to let me and my friend in. “It better not be one of those two shorties with the crazy long hair. No middle-schoolers, you hear?”
He wasn’t considering Jill or Carmen? Jill was about as good-looking as you could get and Carmen had some tit. Maybe the whole camp had really forgotten all about my cabin, or Dugald didn’t know who my friends where. I guess making out with Jill back then in front of all of them wasn’t good enough.
“Dugald, I got you a stripper,” I revealed. I was smiling smugly and I deserved it.
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>>2333545 He first looked at me like he hadn’t heard me right, then his face contorted like a worm. From confused, to happy, to hiding it, to expectant, to happy again and then curious.
“You mean… one of the girls in camp?” he grabbed me to huddle near the door so no one else could hear, like this was secret stuff.
“Yup. She’s wearing a mask because she’s a little shy about that… but I got you a stripper, alright! Oh, she’s keeping her panties, like the classy places I’m sure you’ve heard about; but I got her something that barely covers anything so it’s okay.”
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>>2333546 *
Carmen looked amazing. Dugald had already told everyone the rules and they were all going to behave, probably. I got an update from Medea which I wouldn’t have dreamed of. I thought that we would have to teach our bilingual nerd a few dance moves, but if what I was reading on my phone was right, Carmen was actually an okay dancer.
Making so mask in short notice was not easy. Carmen was only covered with a red piece of cloth like she was a ninja which was actually kind of cool. It looked pretty well tied but maybe uncomfortable. It wasn’t coming out but it must have sucked to breathe through it.
She was dressed to kill, and I took a little peek under her skirt with her permission to check everything was in order. She had officially worn everything I picked for her. I knew Lisa wouldn’t mind lending a few things here and there.
I went for the school girl look. With Carmen’s pretty brown skin I would have liked to try something from the Middle-East, like Genie stuff, the things you wore for Belly Dancing. I couldn’t find the stuff so ninja school girl would have to do.
The skirt was Carmen’s, a boring pleated miniskirt that with a few adjustments ended up barely long enough to cover her underwear. The blouse was Lisa’s, black, buttoned, sleeveless and with some cleavage showing the black bra underneath – belonging to Carmen. It wasn’t very school-like but a tie made it alright.
No stripper outfit was whole without something ridiculous and flashy; so I also threw in a pair of boots. I had no idea how Carmen’s feet compared to mine but she looked okay walking on those.
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>>2333547 Carmen was received like a superstar. There was no way I was telling her, but she wasn’t fooling anyone with her mask. There weren’t many people in camp with Carmen’s skin complexion and even with the memory stuff going on people should remember our big-titty Carmen here and there. It would be fine, so long as Carmen didn’t find out it wouldn’t hurt her and Dugald wasn’t stupid enough to not tell the others to keep their mouth shut or they figured it out on their own that was okay, too. There would be no recording so it’d be just these seven bozos.
They had made a pretty crappy and kind of unsteady surface for Carmen to dance into; I had to help her up. It was a bunch of mattresses and a sideways bunk. It was pretty bouncy. Medea, being on expert because she had done this twice already, had picked the music. I wondered if it would be something Japanese again; because it didn’t seem like that would fit.
It turned out that no, it wasn’t anything Japanese. It was just some lame techno downloaded from something. It worked just fine; as soon the music started and the initial wooing and whistling died down, Carmen started. I was very wrong about her. I had her figured her for some kind of nerd but… the girl could dance!
It was all on the hips. Carmen’s ass wasn’t the best, maybe because she was so thin and kind of lanky. Carmen could still sway her hips from side to side like she was a human motorboat; like four, five times in a second. It was insane! How did she do that? Her bare arms up in the air, her hips swinging, the music sounding, alcohol in everyone’s blood and in the air; it was perfect.
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>>2333548 All Carmen had to do was to spin ever so slowly and thrust her hips sideways every now and then to flip her skirt a little. Now everyone saw she was wearing something very pretty down below; a white side-tie pair I had borrowed from Lisa. I would have liked something else but Carmen’s underwear mostly sucked and Lisa’s size was a problem; side-tie fixed that. They were white and thin, and covered absolutely nothing of the butt and for those with good eyes they could also notice Carmen was all shaved downstairs. This was the sexiest I had seen her yet, and she hadn’t even started to undress.
I had already talked to Carmen about the order and for once she was listening to her dare without any protests which was kind of nice. Maybe it was the fact she was becoming an amazing witch – she had a knack for it – but she was happier and more… compliant as of late. Carmen slowly undid her top, first the tie and then a button at a time; a spin and a button, a sway and another one, a little jump, showing us her panties and then the last button.
Not that we couldn’t see her bra before but it caused people to liven up and start all the noise again. Carmen had really good ones; and they were bouncing great. I wasn’t jealous or anything but it sure would be nice to be that endowed. Carmen arched her back and deadened her arms, letting the blouse slide right off. Her motorboat hips made it so the cloth kept falling because of the vibrations, which looked great on her boobs, at the end she threw her top with a spin.
“Yo, Dugald. I’ll… need those back after this, okay?” I asked him. I had just borrowed those and because of the river shit we went through we were low on clothes as it was.
“I’ll see what I can do,” he said. He better.
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>>2333549 Carmen spun and waved with also her knees going up and down until her skirt was basically pointless. How did she do that fucking hip thing? If this skinny bitch ate some more and got herself a decent ass, that would be some unfair advantage right there.
I had told Carmen the skirt was supposed to be next but she surprised me by undoing her bra. It took her a while, she wasn’t very good at it; well, wasn’t someone getting excited? Good for her. She gave us her back and removed the bra sensually and slowly. “Nice!” I said, and I was only one being polite about it, the boys were a bit more expressive.
Carmen turned with her bra in one hand, and her huge knockers held with the other. She winked. I laughed. “I bet you’re so wet right now!” I hoped she could hear me, and that I was right. Yeah, stripping was fun. It had to be done in the right circumstances but I loved it.
“Oh, you bitch!” someone said, a little offended when Carmen took her hand away from the chest and she had stickers on her nips. Well, that guy could go straight to hell, this was sexy as fuck; some of the areola was showing on the edges.
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>>2333550 The girl knew what she had. She only unbuttoned the skirt and the rest happened on its own. The zipper kept going down, and then the skirt. It ended at her feet pretty soon. Goddamn, those hips. And she loved anal! I really had to fatten her up a little, she’d look so much better! Heck, I’d fuck her, why not?
Carmen surprised me again by starting undoing the side ties. “No! No way!” I screamed, not believing what I was seeing. Was she really going all out?
“Oh, you teasing bitch!” it was the same guy who complained about the stickers, Johnny, who I regrettably had once almost let him do me. He wasn’t actually complaining though, now I understood. He was liking what he was seeing.
Carmen was not going all the way. She tied the panties back up, playing with them. She’d lower them giving us her back, then put them in place, always keeping the prize out of sight. She was a natural, this was great! Wonder what was going on through her mind?
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>>2333551 *
This was a disaster. Chad was here! I wanted to just drop dead from shame. Why was I doing something so stupid and embarrassing? My head felt like it was going to boil and the mask I had didn’t help any; but it was my lifeline; without it I would have already done like Aria and fainted.
There were so many guys… they were all screaming at me like crazed animals, even Chad. What would they think of me? They probably thought I was a whore. I wanted to cry. The stupid panties were too small, they hardly covered anything and I was perfectly aware that the silhouette of my… genitals could be seen from the front.
I had been doing all the movements Erika and Medea had told me to do; I knew at least Medea was watching somewhere with her night vision and I had to put on a show. She promised me she’d take me to her house and teach me Alchemy from scratch… I hoped it was worth it because this was honestly too much!
Even the girls were yelling at me. They’d be censuring me and laughing at me and thinking I was some easy bitch, an easy lay, an easy woman all around. I hated this.
I had to keep showing my butt, I had to keep the focus on it and undoing and tying back up the panties they had lend me. I had to do this at all costs with my legs together because else they’d notice… that I was… humid.
This wasn’t me; it was the circle’s fault. I wouldn’t normally get aroused in this situation, would I? I felt faint just thinking about people noticing the lewd liquids coming out of my shaved, whore hole. I had already mistakenly bent over forward too much and showed them my anus. God! Let the floor swallow me whole!
I couldn’t take this for much longer. It was awful but I had to do the last step. I faced them, leaning forward to hide my… wetness and for them to focus on my chest.
“It’s time!”
“She’s going to do it!”
“You go, girl!”
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>>2333553 Yes, I was going to do it. I removed the stickers. It hurt a little… but it was a good pain. Being basically naked felt great on my skin, of course; it was much better than that burning and itching that kept getting worse with every passing hour because of the shaving crap they had rubbed all over me. I hoped Erika’s hands burned, too.
I couldn’t even hear anymore, or keep my eyes open. I dumbly thought that since everyone had already seen me so much with the dance peeling the pasties off wouldn’t be a big deal but I was wrong. It was so much worse I wanted to cry out but Medea told me very seriously that I had to be completely quiet the whole time or people would know who I was. Even though I was turning away from God’s grace by practicing witchcraft, I begged with all my might my mask could hold off until I was done.
The song was approaching its end, I thought. I had been given simple steps to follow and I had to count until twenty-two – counting kept me sane – until each one of those. With almost everything out in the open, I did a few more steps and came to peace that people would eventually notice what was going on between my legs and the song stopped. I bowed and kneeled in this weird way. The house broke down with applause, startling me.
Was I done, now? Erika would have to come get me because I didn’t think I would be able to stand up.
a) Carmen takes a revenge on Erika by offering her the smoothness potion instead of the hairless one.
b) Soft, baby skin for someone else (name her).
c) Completely getting rid of body-hair for whole youth’s duration (depending).
d) Carmen, painstakingly and under instruction, obtains her own sleep bomb, making her feel very powerful. Doesn’t finish right away.
e) Carmen brews a lust potion she can give to anyone she wants to have them infatuated with her for a few hours. She has someone in mind.
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>>2333554 A's good, but so is D. A second sleep bomb would be handy, and Carmen feeling good about it is another plus, though some benign revenge against Erika is also fair for her to pursue.
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>>2333554 Either A or E.
E seems to advance the story into a predefined and already planned out direction, while A would be plain and simple mischief, which in the right dose i'm never against ;)
Does Erika know which Potion she'll get from Carmen? Would be more fun if not :P
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My vote is A, let the girl get back at her friends, more power to the circle cause vengeance is a very powerful emotion.
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Update: I have been allowed lube to be fucked. I have been authorized installments on a huge payment I have no business doing in a fair world, but what are you going to do? Life must go on. Either way my lifestyle is extremely cheap even for third world standards so it'll be fine. Story should have no problem going on.
>>2333554 I got two completely different tales from Erika and Carmen. Erika insisted everything had been great; Carmen had been amazing and made quite a show, a few admirers and was likely to “land a hunk” if everything went “right”. Carmen said it was horrible and she never wanted to do anything of the like again, and that if we kept doing stuff like that we would end up just as last time. It was too risky and exposing.
Despite my fondness for Erika and her enthusiasm when re-telling me the story, I was forced to side more with Carmen’s side of it. Erika tended to get overexcited and dismiss the shame of others on the justification she found it fun.
Either way, what was inevitable was for the bottle of dares to fill up again. It was already presenting a few cracks on the sides; it was dangerous playing with emotions with low-quality glass. This meant that, as Medea had predicted, the next dare would be a potion. I had already discussed with her and she told me that because of my incredible and permanent regeneration – that I had to thank her for and was in no way sorry for having even if I ended up looking really young – it would probably have diminished effects on me.
Carmen calmed down, Lisa raged than a blouse she had lent Carmen had gone missing at some point and then also calmed down, the sisters took some time for themselves without apologizing to anyone and also calmed down, I chased a string lead by Erika and then also calmed down. Lady had also calmed down a little. Everyone was calm, we rolled the bottle.
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>>2333999 Loser was Erika, who punched the air so fast I could hear the air oscillations. “Yes!” she chirped. Her hope to get a specific effect of a potion was hardly a secret to anyone.
“Wait just a moment,” Carmen stopped the celebration; which was a shame, I jumped close to Erika to hopefully get a hug and get scratched and pet. She was in that mood. “This is MY dare. I am going to brew the potion, alright?” she stared decisively on Medea’s position, asking for permission but in a daring way.
“Oh, come on! No time for experiments!” Erika complained. “You can do that any other time you want. Leave the expert at work here, alright?”
“You don’t trust me?” Carmen challenged, offended.
“It’s not that! We’re not at a level we should be doing potions on our own! Only Zelda is!”
“I beg to disagree. Carmen has already obtained the necessary expertise for brewing something simple,” Medea backed her up, and a mixture of jealousy and admiration made me look at Carmen under a new light. Had she really learned that much already?
“A-and what if… I grow a horn, or my skin gets green? What, then?” Erika fretted.
“I’m not dumb enough to use enough Albedo for that to happen, have some faith!” Carmen said something amazing. “Do you really think I could mess up something so easy? Medea even trusts YOU to brew your potion and gave you the recipe.”
There was a bit of a back and forth, Erika’s concerns were dispelled one by one by an adamant Carmen who wished to try her hand at alchemy. Erika ended up accepting, only under the conditions that if anything happened, Medea would be the one reversing the effects and that Medea was to watch Carmen brew the potion and stop her if something dangerous happened and both conditions were accepted.
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>>2334000 An anxious Erika awaited for Carmen, who had decided to distance herself from the rest because she found us distracting. I supervised the potion from high above bothering no one and promising myself that I should be more attentive to this activity than in the past. I would truly only end up as a witch’s pet if Carmen was leaving me so far behind in potion-making. Medea made it sound like studying, and I hated studying but I would do what I could to improve.
Carmen and Medea had their own conversation about materials and theories while Erika panicked and Lisa eased her. Lady was basically on her own little world content to sitting and enjoying the cool wind. The sisters had a conversation no one else could possibly understand, disregarding the dare and its consequences, they may have been saying something about sensitivity.
“But why fifteen seconds, then? You told me twelve last time,” Carmen inquired.
“Because we are now using slightly differently aged materials. Do you see the color of the leaves? The further they have been from the tree trunk, the more Verdigado they are lacking and more Nigredo they consist of. When in doubt, smell them. My senses have a wider range than yours, but they are not any more accurate or notoriously intense; you are not at a disadvantage.”
“Oh! I see, now. You know, this is just like cooking! Sorry, I should have known better.”
Most of what they were talking about went over my head and Carmen had specifically requested not to be interrupted so I couldn’t ask for clarification and had to limit myself to observe from my vantage point – which was EXTREMELY enjoyable –. They were not following the recipe Medea had told Erika before but what did I know? Maybe because they were using ritual power it was different somehow.
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>>2334001 “Should we account for the Verdigado on Erika’s saliva when drinking? I never thought of that before,” Carmen kept her questioning. “I guess I never had to make a potion myself.”
“No. Most materials are inert once the potion is done reacting,” Medea explained, “with the notable exception of always anything of Bluo and Citrinitas, and higher grade ingredients. Depending on the potion itself, you can bring changes by using the right method, which is almost always temperature-dependent to make the potion reactive again.”
That was one of the questions I could more or less understand. When Carmen spoke about ways of grading quality of ingredients, Medea tried to explain compound bases nested within the potions to make different mixtures or she touched on compensations, I decided that I was lost and that whenever we had to time I would have to ask her to start anew and just give up for now.
The conversation between the two was mostly stuff I couldn’t understand, but it also had its moments; like for instance, Carmen asked something suspicious:
“And is there any change in the formula if we change the application from ingestion to dermis absorption?”
“Not on the reaction itself, only the catalyst. It must be more oil-based than water-based. It just so happens that tree pulp is acceptable and all around us. However, that would mean…?”
“Compensation!”
“Incorrect.”
“Then… neutralization? We could nest it; what’s the composition for pulp then?”
I wasn’t the most knowledgeable witch around, but that gave me a feeling they were doing something very different.
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>>2334003 The potion took significantly longer than if Medea were the one to try her hand at it. Erika did not even acknowledge Carmen’s existance until after Medea had sworn that the potion was a complete success and had been approved in every way possible outside of funding an Alchemy Department, have them make a Quality Control wing and start animal testing, which Erika would have doubtlessly requested if given a chance.
Erika took a deep breath like she was about to jump off a cliff or something, she gave little jumps and did a few boxing moves that made the little strips of her black jacket dance around, almost making me chase them. She stripped naked in style like boxer preparing for a riand shrilled “For a smooth twat!” making Lady snicker.
Erika opened the bottle and emptied a generous portion over her shoulders, rubbing herself all over and being very careful not to let a single drop go to waste. Once she was sufficiently covered and she was making visible efforts to have the potion in specific places evenly, Carmen casually stated: “Don’t worry too much about it. It works fine so long as it’s making skin contact, it doesn’t matter where.
“That’s not what Zelda said last time,” Erika rejected the instructions of the one who had made the ointment she was using and then stopped to think. “Fuck! I knew it! I fucking knew it! Didn’t I tell you? I told you! Didn’t I?” she pointed at her naked body, which was as always, nice to see. She showed us her hands. “The hair is not going anywhere!” she bleated, offended.
Yes, with the anti-hair potion, hair literally fell in front of your eyes. At least it had been last time.
“Oh, that is okay,” Carmen said nonchalantly.
“Okay? You fucked up! At best you wasted a potion and at worst it’s going to do something to me! I know it!” it was the first time I had seen Erika throw a tantrum.
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>>2334004 “Give it a minute. Or five, or two hours,” Carmen yawned. It was contagious. We were all exhausted.
“Zelda!” Erika whined.
“I can promise the potion is effective and working as intended,” Medea recited.
“T-then why do I have to wait five minutes or two hours or whatever? What did you do to that potion?”
“Nothing, don’t worry about it! Who’s up for the day dare? I’m about to fall asleep right here!” Carmen dismissed Erika’s sentiments and concerns and proposed we carried on.
a) Loser will be under Jill supervision as a Jill supervisor. Last sentence makes sense.
b) Loser cannot wear any underwear and use the shortest skirt they can find.
c) Loser must go around with a vibrator. They can take breaks every now and then but always need a witness to monitor this.
d) Every single hour the dared gets a target. Target must be tried to be seduced. Aria’s and Lady’s can be limited to females.
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>>2334005 B would be fun, but A is more responsible and probably leads to shenanigans too so my vote's for that. Aria's probably the best loser for this, since she's the one who tried to bring Jill's memory back.
>>2333999 Really sucks that you're on the hook for something you didn't do. I'm glad though that you weren't forced into drastic action; things had been sounding pretty good for you recently apart from that.
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>>2334005 Either B: Lady or A: Aria, but it would make more sense to have both happen in parallel, with A not beeing a dare. Aria should take some responsibility on her own, without "just beeing forced to do it by the rules of the game".
>>2333999 Glad to hear you'll be ok :)
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My vote goes to a:lady
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>>2334005 Instead of making it fun or dangerous, the will of the group determined that we would use the dare to cover my blunder instead of focusing on gathering the most energy possible. The last dare we would ever give in this circle was for the loser to keep a close eye on Jill, the method of doing this would be to request tennis training; which had the potential to still be a ludicrously hard dare, or not, it all depended.
With this agreed upon finishing today’s Game and covering the circle as we could with leaves and dirt – it would be destroyed after it was done gathering for this dare – with the bottles nearby so we wouldn’t channel anything through the one under our room. Medea would come back to destroy the circle during the evening and it would syphon and weaken the other one in the process.
It had been our longest session of The Game yet. We all picked back the clothes we had removed or left around, some of us even wore them. The sisters happened to reside near our cabin, they were our almost-neighbors, they parted first in good terms and told us to call them again if we needed to play more. They didn’t even thank us for their newfound silky-sleek skin although they weren’t rude or distant either.
Lady, being the loser of the dare and having the obligation to keep an eye on Jill would normally have to spend the time in our cabin and wait for Jill to wake up, but under the circumstances and accounting for Lady’s delicate complexion, it would be plain cruel to expect her to not get her proper time sleeping. We left her on the way and managed not to wake anyone up in the process.
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>>2334456 Our cabin felt cozy as it ever had. Jill woke up the second Carmen opened the door, although she pretended she was asleep like always. Lisa forcefully stripped me nude, disregarding Jill and stuck me into her bed before anyone else could claim me. Carmen wanted to keep talking about alchemy and out of all of us she looked chirpy and excited, she had been quite the chatterbox during the way even if she had to be as quiet as possible as we couldn’t have just anyone listening to witch talk. Carmen ended up moving to Medea’s bed so they could continue their conversation – Medea was happy to oblige –. Erika went straight to bed; she had incredibly marched nude from the circle and I heard her snore within seconds.
Lisa kissed me good-bye, told me not to worry about anything anymore without referring to anything in specific, and despite of how many things were whirling within my head, after I nuzzled to her chest I quickly lost consciousness.
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DAY 13
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I woke up a few times during the night, and every time it was awful. Jill got up early; I don’t know how early but it was early. She didn’t wake me up, but Carmen’s groaning did – she was back on her own bed and had left Medea alone.
The second time I woke up it was nature’s call. Nothing of note. The third time, however, was Lisa almost killing me with her boobs. There was smothering and then there was asphyxiating. I bit her to save my life and she took whole minutes to forgive me even though she was the one at fault. It was the time I needed rest the most and for whatever reason these things kept happening.
The fourth and last time I got woken up was by Medea. She carefully touched the fur at the very end of my ears – not the white tuft, the thing on the tip, to force me to flutter them. After a few times, I was wide awake. It wasn’t nearly as violent as what other people usually did to get the job done, so that was appreciated.
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>>2334457 “Good afternoon!” she greeted. “Lady just texted me. She just woke up and is heading to the courts. While there is no doubt in my mind she will do what she can to complete her dare she is not very… her athleticism is lacking. I am so sorry to ask this of you, but could you introduce them? Jill already knows Lady… I believe; yet I doubt she will show anything but skepticism towards training someone of her…”
“Yes, yes; I understand,” I interrupted. I usually wouldn’t mind letting Medea go ad infinitum, but just waking up made me a grump. I stretched, arching my back and then straightening it. I loved doing that. “Let me get dressed. I’ll catch up to her,” then changed my mind. “Uh… can you text her she should head to the somewhere else instead? I’m starving.”
Medea woke me up at two fifteen, and I would have slept much, much more if I had been given the choice. Erika and Lisa certainly would. I had no idea where Carmen was. Getting around just by walking was, as always, a problem for Lady. We couldn’t carry her around in broad daylight so it was mostly up to her how fast we got places.
Lady greeted me with relative enthusiasm when I found her. She was not overly talkative nor did I expect her to be; although half of it was she was out of breath. I found it awkward to begin conversations, and she would mostly only complain about her feet hurting, the sun shining on her pale skin, how weird it felt to wear a dress, or how she apparently didn’t have a sense of style and had to have her outfit selected by others.
We arrived for basically closing time for lunch. Times were strict now. I ate anything that had meat on it, Lady ate surprisingly little and insisted she was full, which made me feel self-conscious about how much I had stuffed down my throat. Some people greeted Lady on the way and during our meal, no one greeted me.
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>>2334458 I was very happy and a little playful on our way to the courts. Chasing things or just the shining of the Sun was fun and fulfilling. I had to keep myself entertained somehow because of how slow Lady was being or how I had stupidly forgotten to charge my phone before going to bed last night and was now without any sort of communication devices or forms of entertainment. Lady also did not happen to own a smartphone at all.
The courts had plenty of memories for me, none of which were either entirely good or entirely bad. It had been interesting, to say the least. Locating Jill was very easy. She was taking a breather with a towel over her shoulders and taking small sips of water. The area looked as normal as normal could be, much different from the last time I had been here, which thankfully I hardly remembered.
“Hello, Jill,” I was the one to take initiative, I had to be, and I did so in a tone that denoted this communication was something we had to take care of, regardless of our wills. I had dramatically removed my shades. “Nice day, huh?”
“Y-yeah…” it was so odd watching the easygoing and confident Jill so nervous.
“I know… YOU know,” I disclosed. This went beyond my obligations but if Medea had sent me here it meant she trusted my judgment to control the situation. “I will tell you all about it, in time. Can you… keep it a secret, until then?”
“Yeah, I figured that much,” she sighed. “Uh… in how much trouble am I? Are you… is this really, really bad? Like, I have to leave the country bad? Or a-are you going to do something to me?”
I had no idea what she was thinking I was, but it looked like she thought I was as bad as I thought He was. “Oh, no, no, no!” I emphasized. “It’s… not that big of a deal, at least not for you. You will know all you have to know, but in time like I told you. We wouldn’t…”
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>>2334459 “So there’s more than one of you,” she surmised.
“Yes. You, for example.”
“M-me?” she didn’t sound incredulous, just surprised.
“In time, Jill! Don’t tell anyone anything suspicious you see or have seen, okay? I swear tonight at the latest I’ll tell you everything.”
“And you’re not telling me this so I just don’t ask for help so you can eat me without interruptions,” it almost sounded like a joke. I had to respond accordingly.
“Honestly, I’d be more worried you would eat ME,” I replied to ease but ended up making it embarrassing. “Sorry, s-some… stupid joke. You’ll… get it!”
“I know we’ve had sex before,” she revealed with a glint on her eyes, “and not only once. Alright; I am going to trust you. Tonight. I want the whole truth.”
“Oh! And something else!” Jill mistook the reason for my visit to be this talk. I needed to yet discuss the actual point, Lady’s dare.
1) The training is very light and innocent. Lady is in route to increase her stamina to a barely acceptable condition.
2) Jill has to heavily balance how to not to alert the trainer while also doing things her way.
3) Jill is sometimes given authority to do as she pleases, but still had to keep a low profile.
4) The tennis trainer is not present for the rest of the day. Jill reigns supreme and can finally train everyone her way.
5) Jill recovers most of her memories while dealing with Lady. Girls will be pushed to their limit.
Point of View.
a) Jill’s point of view. Training is harsher.
b) Lady’s point of view. Training is milder but shame is first person.
c) Aria’s point of view. She stayed.
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>>2334460 Darn it, I know the responsible thing to do is keep Jill under control but I also really want to see where 5 goes.
I may regret this, but mark me down for 5a. We can do damage control afterwards.
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>>2334460 5b), with the trainig effects of 1) for Lady.
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Aria Silvertail
I can't justify Jill being given free reign. I just can't. Not to mention training from lady's perspective sounds like a lot of fun. 1b
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>>2334465 Gentleman hands. Gotta love 'em. I had never seen them outside MMD.
>>2334582 Sure, I'll increase her parameters at the end of this.
>>2334649 I know what you mean. That's why it took another part for setup. This is the last setup, promise. One of the last arcs of the story begins now! Although it's likely not going to be as long.
>>2334460 Aria left asking me as a personal favor to take care of Lady with no explanation and promptly left. Lady wanted to learn tennis? She was the most delicate flower in the garden, I couldn’t picture her doing any sort of sports; she was the kind of girl I would picture happily humming while sewing or writing poetry. I didn’t mean it in a bad way; her style didn’t fit mine but what I thought about her was nothing but positive.
Janette, the instructor, had left early for the day. She had had a rough night like all of the employees from camp, I heard. They had been scouting the whole forest for fires until pretty late and wetr now just resting because you can only ignore tiredness for so long. I was satisfied with my workout for the day which meant I could now focus on others… and now I had this new girl to work with.
Why would Lady want to play tennis, though? Unless… h-how did…? The Game? This didn’t make any sense.
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>>2334785 *
Aria said good-bye and left me with hot redhead. Shit. What was so important she had to leave to do anyway? This day was going to be a pile of crap, I already knew. I had brought a baseball cap and the same shorts as yesterday under my dress to play some tennis but I didn’t have any high hopes for what was going to happen.
It wasn’t all bad. Working out to forget about the world was great; and Jill may not have the perfect tiddies to get the job done but everything else was bombin’. Right about now I felt like forgetting.
Aria had not been gone for a minute and Jill went insane, though; she hadn’t said a word to me and was thinking something out when she held her head like it was splitting open. She took a knee and I asked her what was wrong. Jill then looked around all confused like some squirrel just waking up and laughed like mad.
She was starting to scare me and I was about to run away because fuck dying twice when she talked to me. “Sorry! Sorry! Just a minor headache. So… this is your day dare, isn’t it?”
Fucking lying Aria! Jill was not supposed to remember that!
“Oh, I will take good care of you. Your timing is amazing; you’re going to get your training alright!” she then screamed to the whole world to hear “Alright! Break time is up! Let’s go! Let’s go!”
There was some groaning and back talking, but all people on the courts listened to her and gathered round. I had heard Jill was like a superstar of tennis or something. “Come on, we already have enough with Janette, can’t we take it easy for today?” that was Donni. “This is supposed to be fun.”
“Oh, believe me; it’s going to be! You’ll love it!” Jill winked at him.
Donni understood something because he nodded and ran back to tell something to his boyfriend, Aldon, and they started warming up like this was the army.
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>>2334786 Of the girls, I quickly recognized Melanie who everyone in camp knew had the hots for Aria; Kathy, who was alright looking but everyone said was a bitch; and Natty, who I really liked and it was easy to see why.
“Juni, do you mind if we focus more on the beginners and intermediates for now?” Jill asked a brunette whose name I had heard tons but forgotten; she didn’t have tits worth remembering although she was athletic and had nice legs and all that jazz.
“You have something in mind, right? Alright; who do you want me to focus on?” This Juni girl was obeying but sounded sassy.
“Can you deal with Lise and Diane? I’ll leave Mel and Natty to Kathy.”
“Alright; but stop calling me Juni.”
“If you beat me once I’ll consider it,” Juni grumbled and went away to talk to Kathy. Jill shouted again.
“Oh, Elmiiira!” she sang. “I finally got you someone your speed to play with!”
A pale-ass, ugly-ass, skinny-ass, boyish-ass ginger came running. She was a poor excuse of a female; and I said that as a woman. “Y-yes, Jill!” she saluted like a trained dog. I fucking hated her already.
Of course I fucking knew how to play tennis. There’s the ball, there’s the racquet, you hit one with the other and get it to the other side of the net; simple things. Jill didn’t think the same. She had me practice swings like I didn’t know how to grab something and hit crap with it.
“Keep your eyes open!” she said. “Don’t close them when you swing! It’s okay, you’re not going to get hurt.”
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>>2334787 “It’s… i-it’s just the sun!” I explained to her. It got in my eyes and…
“We’re practicing on the shade, Lady. And you’re wearing a hat…”
“Shut up!”
It was this fucking body. At least as terrible as I was, ginger was even worse. While others at least were playing we were doing dumb shit and learning how many fucking different kinds of ways you could move a stick with a neck stuck to it like this was rocket science.
It was my dare and we were close to breaking that stupid circle so I obeyed. I had already decided the day was going to go south all the way to Mexico.
*
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>>2334788 *
“Lady, what am I going to do with you? You can’t even run a lap? Even Elmira can do that!” Jill said when she made me take a few runs ‘round the courts.
I would have talked back but that would have been a waste of breath, and I needed all I could get.
It had been a whole hour of this bullcrap and then it started getting suspicious.
“Okay! We’re back from our break!” Jill had everyone gather up. “We have at most two hours of sunlight; Janette is coming back tomorrow; if they even let us play; I heard there’s some dumb treasure hunt and it’s obligatory. This is basically the last of the time we got. What do you say we kick it up a notch?”
Even Elmira was all “Yes! Yes! Let’s do it!” and shit. Jill sure knew how to fire people up.
“Now, this is going to be… unconventional, and if you want I guess you can leave. Don’t ever bother coming back, though. This is how I was personally trained, though,” she said.
That made people mumble and whisper and huddle and talk low. Jill let them carry on for a little while to get the rumors flowing, and then quieted everyone down.
“We will start slow,” she said. “Okay, we all know that all of us who wear skirts,” Jill looked at Melanie, who dodged, at Kathy and then at Diane, another brunette without anything of note, “without shorts,” she added, angrily staring at Juni and then at me, “have shown our underwear like a million times already.”
There was some nervous giggling, Juni challenged Jill, Aldon whistled and Kathy flashed her undies to him for a quick sec, some sort of light purple.
“Don’t you think that’s a little unfair? Let’s play on even terms! I’ll tell you my secret training plan, but first if you’re not showing your panties get out of here!” Jill took off her skirt and kicked it off like it was on the way. She was wearing white, frilly and flashy.
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>>2334789 Now the girls weren’t so sure about following up. Tons of looking around to see who did anything first. Kathy did, not a lot of shame on that one; she had one nice ass. Melanie was the second with something colorful and boring that didn’t show any of the butt.
“This better be going somewhere, Jill,” Juni said, embarrassed and cute. She took off her shorts under her skirt becoming the center of attention. She was about to also remove the skirt and then changed her mind. “T-the rest after… a good explanation.”
Some joined Juni asking for their explanation, like I did – I wasn’t taking off shit in front of Donni and his boyfriend –; some like Natty and Diane went ahead and exposed themselves.
“It’s just like a swimsuit, no biggie,” said Natty. Baby’s got back; and she was rocking those yellow panties.
“I… guess everyone’s already seen…” said Diane. She was using classic and white with three small ribbons up front.
Jill, on the spot, cooked up some bullshit about emotions that could in no way be true; it kind of sounded like Medea’s magic. Like, how humans could only improve by breaking their limits and how we had some limits that only let us use less than half our real strength; and Jill had been training that way from the start and ended up improving daily until she reached her maximum potential.
“A-and showing our underwear is going to make us break our limits? Get real, Jill!” Juni was still not having any of it, although with that explanation Lise had already undressed and had something girly, lame and pink under.
“Hell no!” Jill did not miss a beat. “That’s only to get the blood flowing. Now thanks to Aldon and Donni, who are going to be our… officers of motivation. Sorry, boys, this is a lady’s night,” they didn’t seem to care. “To break your limits you also need motivation, Juni. Like at the Olympics; medals, gold, glory… victory!”
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>>2334790 “And what are you going to give us that’s worth… doing that?” Juni said.
“The opposite,” Jill walked to Elmira and sensually removed the ginger’s shorts. Elmira did not stand a chance, she looked at Jill’s face and hands like in a trance. Elmira had white panties with colored, small pink spots all over. Jill ran a finger across Elmira’s pussy. “Fear of failure is an even bigger motivator. Whoever losses… takes something off.”
“You’re insane…” Juni was the only one talking back.
I took off my shorts right quick. Jill was eying me and I didn’t want what happened to Elmira on me. If Jill placed her hands… there… it wasn’t going to end well for me. I still had my dress anyways.
“Then kindly go away, Juni,” Jill coldly said. “You’ve already had a good workout and a nice match against me. You’re done here.”
“I am under NO obligation to leave just because…!”
“Yes, you’re right. That was unfair of me,” Jill walked it back. “Stay and play, or watch, or whatever. If you’re not getting on our way that’s good enough.”
“Is this really going to work?” Lise wondered. Everyone looked at Jill. They had swallowed it. All of it. How dumb could the bitches be? I knew most of it was the stupid circle and Jill was a famous player and a smooth talker, but still… bunch of dumbasses.
“I guarantee it. You’re not going to believe how fast you’re going to improve,” Jill was speaking with conviction. Did she actually believe that crap?
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>>2334792 *
The only reason we were tolerating Donni and Aldon were because they were – according to them – watching that no one came here. Juni stayed, but only to bitch and moan; although at least she didn’t wear her shorts back. I was allowed to keep my dress but I also knew that if I jumped people were going to see London and France.
a) Classic strip tennis. It will be rapid-fire; plenty of matches at the same time.
b) Classic Jill. She finds fault either existing or not and forces removal of clothing.
c) Removal of clothing is let up to the girls. Jill’s work is to get them excited enough to opt in the first place.
d) Enough tennis. How about nude cardio?
e) Somehow along the way they forget about sports and Jill basically begins her own version of The Game.
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a
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>>2334794 The train is now in motion, and time will tell where it's heading. I'm filled with equal parts anticipation and fear.
Something between A and C sounds most interesting to me. Some girls will be more amenable to C than others, and this gives us a good variance for how things go per girl.
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>>2334794 Ah man I really missed Jill
B
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>>2334794 C or D(lite)
Anything else should be still too suspicious..
Aria Silvertail
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I'll vote for C.
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Funny story. I didn't see last vote until after way too long. It was fifteen minutes before my shift started. My poor autistic, heart cannot take remaking the story again, not so close to the end when it took me so long.
Instead, let me plea with you. This part only is going to be A; but only this part. I left the next part with no options and I swear to Huitzilopochtli is going to be a very throughout C.
I will write it as soon as I can. Expect it before noon tomorrow.
>>2334794 According to Jill, everyone was warmed up and ready to go. Showing their legs was no problem for most. We were in summer camp; underwear at the end of the day wasn’t the end of the world if someone saw; but from that to agreeing to strip any more that was a far cry. Hardly anyone kept quiet about it. Juni had only been the beginning.
“H-how about something else instead of taking clothes?” said the ginger with the dumb polka dots.
“Yeah! Like… spanks like you sometimes do to Elmira and Melanie,” said light purple panties, Kathy, and if I had to guess I would say she was kind of hoping doing those.
“I’m not saying it’s not going to be effective!” pink polka dots walked it back a little.
“Y-yeah; I don’t doubt it’s some crazy training that makes you mentally focus and prepared but…” said best tits in sight, Natty the yellow pantied one.
“Yeah; should we take it so seriously?” that was Diane, miss white panties with pink ribbon.
“Come on, you bunch of slacker killjoys!” Jill shook those hips with her frilly, flashy panties that were a little transparent on the back. “It’ll be fun! And no one else is showing up. I don’t know if you noticed but we’ve all already seen your underwear.”
Melanie and her elementary school panties and Lise with the girly, pinkie ones didn’t say anything about not doing what Jill wanted, but they were uneasy. Light purple Kathy honestly could go either way and so could I because I was kind of under contract.
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>>2335355 “W-when you mean strip… how far are we talking taking it?” Best tits on sight asked.
“W-what do you mean, how far? We stop at our underwear of course! Bra and panties!” Jill said, acting surprised. She was a great actress; and if I didn’t know her I would be buying it. “Or… how far are you guys thinking?” she looked around.
Everyone either giggled, rested easy, sighed or something. Everyone understood we would be playing bare naked eventually, of course.
“I-I mean… if, if you want to play topless I’m not going to stop you!” Jill said; still great acting skills. She was definitely lying... right? “But you know… Aldon and Donni are here. I mean… if you want…” she fidgeted and everything. Was she for real? Maybe she didn’t have all of her memories back yet.
“How about you, Jill? How much are you going to remove?” Juni asked. I was not the panty kind of guy… gal, but it bothered me that I didn’t know what she was wearing under her skirt way more than it should. She noticed me trying to take a peek by kneeling and stared with fury. I backed down good three steps.
“The same as everyone. It wouldn’t be right if I didn’t,” Jill, our white, frilly, semitransparent leader said as a matter of fact.
“Because I think… you’re supposed to set an example,” said Juni with an evil grin. “If you’re going to ask everyone to undress, you should undress more,” there was hate in her voice. Rivalry.
“Oh, and what would you do to get me undressed, Juni?”
“Whatever you want.”
“Should I take that as a challenge?”
“Take it however you want.”
Juni and Jill were basically stabbing each other with gazes; I could have almost seen sparks coming from under Jill’s visor. Jill smiled.
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>>2335356 “I’ll do you one better,” she said. “Alright, I’ll undress,” she turned to the boys. Not me. “Donni, Aldon; take your posts. You better watch no one comes to bother us,” she ordered and they hurried to obey. “You can look at us all you want from your positions so long as you don’t record anything. And Juni,” she said the second the guys were gone, “how about… I get naked?”
Everyone gasped.
Juni was smiling ear to ear, almost looking scary. She was distracted. It was my chance! I took just a little, itty, bitty look. Kathy and Elmira noticed and covered for me.
“But I have to beat you first, right?” Juni said.
“I trust my methods. I’ll give you a handicap. A six-game set. If you win so much as a single game, I’ll get naked. Right here, right then,” Jill said with conviction.
“What color are they?” Elmira whispered me.
“Some boring gray, but she’s sweating a lot,” I communicated, giggling.
“Do you want to streak so badly?” Juni, or should I say, boring gray, asked. “Come on; you’ve never beaten me even 3-0 before.”
“I trust my methods and I’m to show you how effective they are,” white semi-transparent said. “I swear to all of you; they work!”
White semi-transparent stepped forward and boring gray didn’t notice, but white semi-transparent pinched light purple’s – Kathy – thigh. That dirty little… she was playing sweaty gray like a fiddle.
“B-but if Jill’s getting naked then you have to risk something, too!” Light purple covered her pain by shouting. “It’s not fair if you don’t!”
Everyone agreed with light purple. “For every game that I don’t beat Jill, I’ll take something off. If she wins the six games then I’ll be the naked one,” sweaty gray said, having us all shrieking. This was exciting. “Take a time to catch your breath; Jill Crosier. Half an hour, middle court. I’ll give you a chance to run away, too.”
*
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>>2335357 *
Now that Jill was doing it too and taking it to the extreme, that Aldon and Donnie were on the stands and that we were only supposed to stop at bra and panties, no one had a problem with it all of sudden.
First two games were light purple against best tits on sight and Melanie – colorful, childish – against Lise – pinky and girly with heart shapes –. Winners were light purple and girly pink.
I was cheering all the way for light purple and I didn’t care who knew it. I wanted best tits on sight to let me see ‘em. I got excited, forgot about it and started calling them aloud by the color of their panties in both games. Jill thought it was hilarious and started calling us all like that. She made me confess the names I already had for everyone and it was… embarrassing as fuck.
Juni got scary; like really, really fucking scary when I said her nickname. White semi-transparent and the rest laughed so much I thought it was almost okay, but I was sure sweaty gray hated me with all of her heart now.
I got a nickname, too. They flipped my dress against my will and because people were looking I shrieked, trying to cover but they were too many. My nickname was now Baby Blue.
Jill switched hers to White Butt – because we could about see her butt – Melanie became Colors, Lise was Pinky and Natty just Yellow Frills – although I did have to admit that I knew her inside my head as best tits on sight and I had to apologize to her for it –. Kathy kept Light Purple, Diane was Classic White and Elmira kept Polka Dots.
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>>2335360 Either way, Yellow Frills had to undress and she was wearing the tightest yellow bra I had ever seen. The monstrosities she was trying to keep in check were about to escape their prison any second. It was sexy as fuck. Pinky was also wearing a pink undershirt; and even when she didn’t have them huge, or big at all, she still looked okay; she was thin and had pretty curves even at her age and her brown, straight hair made me want to try and grow mine.
I’m making it seem real quick and easy but it wasn’t. When Yellow Frills lost, she got all red and we all had to chant “Take it off! Take it off!” and she didn’t want to. White Butt didn’t say a word; she actually said that if someone didn’t want to undress it was up to her. It took a while for Yellow Frills to give in to our pressure, but it was better that way because we had to get close to her. Seeing her things bounce made my day. After that stupid White Butt had to go and drag the girls’ names out of me and I couldn’t face Yellow Frills no more.
Lise, or should I say Pinky was less concerned. She wasn’t wearing a bra, just a pink undershirt that only showed her navel. It would be embarrassing to wear that in public but that was about it. She didn’t need to make a big fuzz about showing it.
Next game was Elmira against me. We played with modified rules because we had a hard time hitting the stupidly tiny, way-too-fast ball. Was it always this hard? I had been underestimating those girls; they had some serious skills!
“Stop closing your eyes, Baby Blue!” White Butt kept yelling at me.
“I’m trying!” I yelled back.
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>>2335361 Not that Pink Polka Dots was doing any better. The ginger was slower than I was and from looking at her I’d figure the racket she was holding was made out of lead. The match was fast, pathetic, and everyone laughed at us. Points were scored by either being able to make the ball over the net, or not missing the square we were standing on. We were using a quarter of the court and it still felt too big to run across and too small to land a ball in. After the match was done, there could only be one possible choice.
“You both lost,” White Butt said. Pink Polka Dots and I just took it, too embarrassing to say anything. We had been awful.
Polka Dots and I were in terrible situations. I went first because she honestly had it worse.
I tried to take off my dress overhead, and got stuck. I stayed for what felt for too long with my blue panties showing, my head stuck and my muffles of asking for help. Light Purple helped me.
“What are you doing, Baby Blue? You have to unbutton it first!” she said between laughs, like Aldon and Donni across the field watching me wasn’t enough shame.
She unbuttoned my dress and it didn’t go overhead, it went under. Weird things. I tried to cover with my hands but it was no use. The best I could do was close my eyes and think about something else.
“Your turn, Polka Dots!” Light Purple was having too much fun. “Or do you need help, too?”
Polka Dots wasn’t wearing anything under her t-shirt. It was obvious. She threw her clothes to the side and covered with two hands, just taking it.
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>>2335362 “I’m kind of jealous,” said Yellow Frills. “I bet you can move perfectly with those. And I bet you’ve never had any back pain in your whole life.” I liked Yellow Frills but that was kind of… not okay.
“What now, Jill… er, White Butt? Do you want me to face off against Colors? Where do we go from here?” Light Purple asked.
“You kill time until Jill strips naked,” said Sweaty Gray, butting in where no one called her. “This is a farce, this whole thing. I didn’t see anyone playing any better because they were taking off their clothes. I told you it was stupid. Dress back up already.”
“You have not seen anything yet, Sweaty Gray,” White Butt said back, making Sweaty Gray roar. No one had called her Sweaty Gray to her face yet. “Yellow Frills versus Colors; go on girls!”
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>>2335363 *
Colors. I got a stupid name because I was using stupid underwear. It was just a bunch of different colored splats. I knew people were going to see it because I was wearing a miniskirt. I didn’t have a choice in the matter; it was my last pair of underwear; the very last one. Everything else was dirty. Tomorrow I would have to… but we would cross that bridge when we got there!
Jill said I would have to play against Natty next. I couldn’t believe how brave she was! Taking off her shirt… I would never do that… maybe. It must have felt so nice to have the fresh air of the evening on her skin. I kind of wondered what it felt like…
“What is Yellow Frills going to take off if she loses, though? Didn’t you say we stop at underwear?” Kathy asked Jill.
“She has plenty to remove,” Jill shrugged. Oh my God! Were we really going to…? N-no way! But I mean… if they were the rules, I would have to. I wouldn’t have a choice! “She can take off her socks and sneakers.” Oh, that. I mean, yeah, I guess… I mean; great!
*
Disappointment written all over her cute, little face. Oh, my poor, perverted Mel. If she only knew what she had done before… we had so much progress to recover!
She was going to be so happy.
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>>2335364 *
I started playing against Natty. People kept calling me Colors. Natty was in good shape, she was warmed up and we started both strong. This was the best of three games. Natty got the first point because I threw an out. No biggie; it took me a while to get my aim just right.
There was no one on the umpire chair. No one wanted to be so high up when we were wearing just underwear, someone could see from afar. Juni was just mad at everyone so she couldn’t either. Jill was too the side, resting both arms on the net posts. She had racket in hand; if a ball approached her with her incredible reflexes she should be safe.
It so happened that I got to that side of the field, the closest to Jill, and I got pinned down by Natty to that side. Jill started speaking.
“Is it weird that I… kind of want to throw the match against Juni to be naked?”
She almost made me lose the next ball. “W-what do you mean? Jill, don’t speak like that!”
“What? It would be kind of exciting, wouldn’t it? You’ve never thought about doing it?”
“Ah, HAAH!” I almost lost a second ball. “Jill, you’re distracting me!”
“I mean, with your body… and we’re in summer camp. No one would ever find out. We have the boys keeping watch. Is it so bad that I may want to… take a little stroll in my birthday suit?”
“Point to Natty!” that there wasn’t anyone on the chair didn’t mean we didn’t have anyone as an umpire. Lise was.
“Jill!” I protested. This point was on her. Now I was 30 points behind.
Jill only winked as an answer, but not my way. “Natty, take five. You look like you’re about to faint,” Lise said.
“Oh, okay,” Natty said.
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>>2335365 “Come on, Mel. Be honest. Oh, sorry. You go by Colors now.”
“No, I don’t!” I hated that name. “Okay it’s… I’m not going to think…” I mumbled the rest. There was no way she heard.
“I’m not going to what?”
“I’m not going to think any less of you if you lose…” I confessed. It was okay even if she was forced to take off her clothes.
“Lose with me.”
“W-what?”
“Lose with me, Mel. I’m going to level with you; I was stupid, downright retarded. There is no way I can beat Juni all six games in a row. I really did it this time,” was Jill serious? “I’m… I was lying. Okay, not so much, it could be kind of exciting. Mel, I’m going to die of embarrassment. I can’t… do it alone. There is… no one else I could ask.”
“A-and what do you want me to do? Jill, I can’t… do that,” I really couldn’t! Unless…
“I don’t know,” she walked away. “I’m asking you a favor, Mel. You don’t HAVE to do anything. But you can do whatever you want.”
//Placeholder. Next part tomorrow as fast as I can make it.
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>>2335366 “Stop it!” Classic White, Diane, complained. She got ignored. “Kathy! Stop it! I’m going to tell Jill!”
Light purple stopped while giggling. Diane huffed, annoyed. Two seconds later, Kathy again stuck her thumb in Classic White’s panties and pulled them down to expose the rear. It was a cute ass; everyone who played tennis had one here.
“K-Kathy! Please! They’re going to see!” with “they” she meant Aldon and Donni.
“No, they’re not. Would you relax?”
Light Purple had a point. The stands out of the wired fence was their turf, inside was ours. We were facing each other so they wouldn’t see Classic White’s ass even if it kept getting out. Light Purple pulled the white panties down just from the backside, making the rubber rest under the round buttocks, again and again. She left them there.
“Why are you even doing this? What are you getting out of it?” Classic White asked, getting pissed. She pulled her panties back up again.
The real answer is because White Butt had told her. I was there to listen.
“I get to watch your butt,” Light Purple said and pulled them back down again and this time she grabbed a buttcheek, a nice, strong grab that wouldn’t let go.
“You perv…”Classic White gave up. She was getting teased and it wasn’t stopping anytime soon.
“It’s not up to me. Baby Blue told me to do it. She wanted to see it.”
“N-no, I didn’t! She’s lying, Classic White!” I did want to see it but I hadn’t told Light Purple squat. She was slandering my good name.
“You’re staring at it. Wanna feel it? It feels amazing,” Light Purple invited.
“Don’t you tell people to touch me so freely, Light Purple!” said Classic White, angry. “And… let go!” she couldn’t get Light Purple’s hand off and that meant she couldn’t get her panties back up. She couldn’t move too much because if she did she’d be showing her ass to the boys who were in front.
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>>2335417 “I know you want to, Baby Blue. Go ahead, grab it. If you don’t, you are next,” I got threatened. Fuck, no! I couldn’t have anyone with their hands on me. Sorry, Classic White; besides, I wanted to do it.
“S-sorry…” I had to say to Classic White after I got a handful. Nice consistency, floppy at the surface and a little hard below that.
“Lady!” she said, surprised.
“Nice! Now this girl knows how to grab a butt!” Light Purple said. “You don’t look like it but you’re dangerous, Baby Blue!”
“I’m… just doing it because you told me to do it,” that was my story and I was sticking to it.
“Then stop squeezing!” Classic White complained.
“Look out, girls. We got a visitor,” Light Purple warned.
“Eek!” Classic White took a look behind her, scared, someone was sneaking behind us alright. “Oh, it’s only Elmira. Damn it, Kathy. Don’t scare me.”
“Only Elmira? I’ll have you know she’s a lesbo. A real one; and she’s liking what she sees.”
“Shut the fuck up, Kathy,” Polka Dots got real pissy real quick.
“Why are you getting mad at me? I’m showing you something nice,” Light Purple grabbed it more and moved it out like I was doing.
“Eek!” Classic White did this girly scream thing. Between the two of us we were showing her butthole. I took a discreet look. Heh, nice.
“Don’t get mad, Polka Dots. Everybody knows you like girls. And also everybody knows which one you’re trying to get,” Light Purple said.
“I said shut the fuck up, Kathy! That is not…”
“Relaaaax, we’re all friends here,” Light Purple pulled her panties down, showing her butt, too. Holy Moly! That was a good backside if I ever saw one. I wanted to try grabbing that one; grass’s always greener and all that. “See? I don’t mind. You can also stare if you want, Baby Blue.”
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>>2335418 “I’m not… staring. I was curious, that’s all…” I stopped looking at it and also let go off Classic White. They were on to me. If I got singled out as a carpet-muncher shit could happen.
“You all are so easy to tease,” Light Purple laughed at us. “Hey, Classic White.”
“My name is Diane, Light Purple.”
“Hey, Classic White.”
“WHAT? What is it?”
“Take them off.”
“Uh, what?”
“Take them off. Your panties. Take them off, all the way.”
*
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>>2335419 *
Kathy was messing with poor Diane. I could leave it to her, she never backed down and now that she knew how far I was going to let her get away with it there was no stopping her. Kathy would get it done.
I stopped the match between Mel and Natty. Again. I called a time out.
“Natty, you’re… you look terrible,” it wasn’t just an act. I was concerned.
“I know… sorry. It’s the…”
“Your bra. Natty, it’s cutting your circulation off,” I cut her off. “It hurts just looking at you wearing that thing. How did you manage to have it on all day?” her boobs looked like they were about to pop out any second. Getting them pushed together looked nice, but I doubted it was worth it.
“Oh, you know. Last day of camp. No point doing laundry,” I didn’t ask her why, I asked her how. Anyways…
“You have to take it off. Natty, this is hurting you. Put on your shirt back on if you want.”
“No way, Jill! Um, White Butt. Everyone’ll be mad at me. It’s okay, I can hold it in for an hour or two until this is over.”
“At least let me do this,” I sneaked a hand behind Natty and undid the hook off.
“AHH! That’s so much better!” she felt bliss. Her boobs went down maybe a whole inch. I could see them relax.
“You’re still decent, just be careful moving around,” I warned. The straps of the back would keep it more or less in place.
“But how am I going to play, now?” she wondered.
“Without risking showing them? I don’t know. Maybe you should give up. Everyone would understand.”
“But… Melanie, I mean Colors, is so into it! She’s on fire! I had never seen her…”
“I know what you mean. Alright, back to the game. Keep playing but be careful. It’s okay if you lose. She deserves this one anyways,” gotcha. “Pinky, sorry to get so much in the way! We can start, now!” I told our umpire.
*
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>>2335420 *
Light Purple had given an ultimatum. Either the panties went all the way down to the knees, or Classic White was getting fondled. Classic White gave up after a while; she covered between her legs with both hands and Light Purple pulled them all the way down, below the knee.
“Don’t worry, they can’t see anything. No one can,” Light Purple said.
“I know, I know. They’re not even looking this way.” Classic White was right. Aldon and Donni were too busy looking at best tits on sight bouncing up and down. She had half-undone her bra and we were all expecting to see something nice soon enough. “How are you getting off of doing this, though? Seriously, leave me alone…”
“Oh, come on! Isn’t it fun? Besides, we’re making Polka Dots behind you so happy. I bet she’s so wet.”
“Shut the fuck up, Kathy,” Polka Dots repeated her mantra.
“Nothing to be embarrassed about, Elmira. Diane’s pretty hot, just look at this!” Light Purple dropped the nicknames for once and grabbed Diane again, who only huffed in resignation. Light Purple hadn’t pulled her light purples back up, only being careful to never have her rear facing out.
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>>2335421 “It’s… okay if you’re gay,” I said, softening the blow when they eventually found out what team I played for. “We don’t mind,” I used my nicest voice.
“See?” Light Purple said. “Oh! I have an idea. Polka Dots, you know how the three of us are making a wall for you right now? You should get naked. I’ll show you something nice if you do.”
a) Death by a thousand cuts. Keep this up until everyone’s only wearing their nickname or less.
b) Death by annihilation. Jill knows how to please a girl and knows she has magic on her side. Back to nude camp.
c) Jill faces defeat with dignity and inspires everyone to take it farther.
d) Jill plays games and distracts Juni, not only forcing the already struck bargain but proving her methods work.
e) Erika is following up a lead. She has been chasing a certain someone for a few hours, thirsty for revenge.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2335422 B is definitely too far. We'd get in so much trouble, and not the safe kind. Even if it'd be cool, I shouldn't pick it.
A is already a great option, so I'll go with that. Also C sounds good.
B's dangerous, I shouldn't pick it. But maybe there's a B-lite? Jill and the group become a roving band of nudists stripping people or something, without hitting the scope of nude camp? That'd also be easier to shut down when Medea and co. hear about it. Maybe something like that wouldn't be too dangerous.
Aria Silvertail
I'm biased due to not really wanting Jill to remember anyway, but even so, my vote is e.
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>>2334798 I should have commented on this image before. It was awesome. Inspired the next part basically on its own.
>>2335433 It wasn't going to happen all in one part and it would most likely be stopped somewhere before she achieved her objective.
>>2335500 My bad. I forgot to add the "out" option like I said I should be always doing. In honor to this, E doesn't include any of Jill's shenanigans and we get an out option for her situation.
>>2335422 ***
That fucking bitch was going to get what was coming to her. She thought she was being cute, didn’t she? I was going to show her cute; my fist would look very cute up her ass. I would wear her like a boxing glove and use her to punch a tree.
I had been looking for her the whole day. Well, the whole day was like two hours or so; we woke up late and it was already late afternoon. I did that almost every weekend but after waking up early for so long it now felt off.
I first noticed something was wrong when I woke up. I was still half asleep when I made it to the toilet. I didn’t even close the door. Lisa had first row seat to watch me do my business, but I didn’t care and she didn’t, either. I tinkled and when I grabbed some paper to freshen up some, then noticed.
“H-holy shit!” I had cursed. I nearly fell into the toilet.
“Too much information!” Lisa had complained, covering her ears with her pillow. “Just do your thing and get out! Or close the door!”
“I don’t mean it like that, you nincompoop brain bimbo! What the fuck-?”
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>>2335750 I hadn’t felt anything close to it ever since Aria used her tail on hi-speed all the way inside me. I had barely touched myself with my hands with just some paper. I would have sworn back then that I nearly came by trying to clean my twat.
That’s when I really woke up. Not a fucking soul in hell would have stayed asleep after that. I took a look at my pussy. Little black hairs started showing; that meant that I didn’t get the effect of the potion that I wanted. Even I could put two and two together. I rubbed my arms.
Baby skin? Fuck that coarse garbage. My skin felt like silk had taken a toss with porcelain and their baby got tenderly loved by a cloud and their child was my skin.
“No… that… BITCH!” I remember yelling.
That’s why she was all laughs back then! She had tricked me! She didn’t make a mistake, and her potion worked perfectly. She had given me the other one. I tried placing a finger on my twat. I fucking couldn’t! The thing was crazy sensitive. How was it not going to be if I had rubbed half the bottle they gave me specifically there thinking it would make it bald for life?
How the fuck was I supposed to clean myself now? How the fuck was I supposed to shave? How would I masturbate? A girl has needs! How the fuck was I supposed to FUCK?
“CARMEN!” I had yelled her name.
Lisa threw a tantrum. Told me she was tired and to get dressed and get the fuck out. I was so mad I almost kicked her ass right there and then, and I would have if I didn’t know that I had to save my anger for Carmen.
Dressing up was… shit. I came twice, really. There was no way I was wearing panties. No. Fucking. Way. Jeans? Get real. I had to go commando with a miniskirt; not my first rodeo. I couldn’t wear a bra but I could get my softest knitted sweater to cover the girls. At least I could wear boots and walk okay; maybe because I hadn’t rubbed any of the stuff on my soles.
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>>2335751 I knew Carmen was hiding from me because I had looked everyone and asked everyone. I would have used Aria as a bloodhound but the dumb dweeb had left her phone behind, charging. She was the first I tried to text. I tried contacting Zelda but she gave me some crap about being busy on the circle and that I was welcome to help if I wanted.
There was no use accusing Zelda of being an accomplice. I would only get worked up and if I attacked her she would kick my ass; and it was now too smooth and sensitive to be kicked.
No one at the cafeteria. Even sitting down was uncomfortable. The bench was too hard for my soft ass. If I so much as scuttled around my pussy would rub against something and I was in no mood to cum in public. It ended up happening anyway but I hid it well. Back then I decided that for every orgasm I had I was going to give one back to Carmen; an anal one.
She wasn’t at the pool, I asked Andrea. She wasn’t at the movies; the room wasn’t even open until the evening. She wasn’t at the hiking trail because the staff was taking the day off and Carmen wasn’t the hiking type. She wasn’t at the cabin the twenty times I checked. She wasn’t with Zelda because she never lied and I asked her directly through text.
I found Aria until later and found out Carmen had covered her bases. Aria had been bribed and talked into calming me down. That was what I was dealing with now.
“It’s… not worth it! Let’s not fight between each other!” she said.
“Aria, if you’re going to ever do anything for me, do this one thing: take me to Carmen.”
“Only if you promise no fighting,” she said, continuing to eat her bribe, wet food.
“Oh, it’s not going to be a fight. I promise you that. I was thinking more of a massacre.”
“S-she says she’s really sorry for what she did and that if you forgive her she’ll do whatever you want!”
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>>2335753 I had found Aria at the forest behind the offices. What Carmen hadn’t considered was that out little kitty was too easy to read. Aria didn’t try to stop me when I explored around, which meant Carmen wasn’t here. Aria had made insinuations she didn’t want me to go north, so that’s where we were heading. She was following me.
“She says she’s sorry? She’s going to be sorrier. And sorer.”
It sucked but Aria was doing her thing on me, little by little. Calming me down, making me laugh, making me forget I was furious. I would have told her to scram if it wasn’t that she was my compass. I just had to look to a direction and then at Aria’s face and her expression was all I needed. I knew I was getting close to Carmen.
This made Aria more nervous, and that made her cuter and more innocent.
“I’ve always admired how you’re so loyal and good to your friends!” she said.
“And I’ve always admired that I give people whatever’s coming to them.”
“Uh… d-do you know I love you very much?”
“I love you too, Aria. So; branching paths. Should we go here? No? How about… this way? I see, this way it is!”
“N-no! Wait! Wait! It’s… it’s totally the opposite way! Erika! Um… you know, Carmen mentioned she would like to invite us all to her home and cook us a meal. It will be hot-wings! Your favorite!” someone had been reading my Instagram. “She always said she was proud to be your friend. And… and… did I tell you how sorry she is and that she’s going to do whatever you ask if you forgive her no matter what?”
I recognized the path. We all had been here before; it was that time when we had our little fun after Aria had figured she’d rather live in the wild. It had been an awesome day. Not needing any more guidance from my feline radar, I started jogging. My clothes brushing against my skin got worse the faster I moved but nothing I couldn’t deal with.
“E-Erika…” Aria whined following behind.
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>>2335754 “Don’t you fucking cry, okay? This is what Carmen picked and this is what she gets. I beat the shit out of her, fist her good and then we’re cool.”
“We shouldn’t fight, we’re friends!”
“If you can’t take it stay here,” I said, and she did, starting her all-time famous waterworks.
It took me only two minutes to make it to a clearing near a river. Carmen was with her back to me, in white underwear with her feet soaking. It was payback time.
a) Erika gets her revenge before Carmen can’t do anything about it.
b) Erika has too much of a weakness now. Carmen makes an escape.
c) Erika is so sensitive she is easily defeated.
d) Erika is easily defeated but Carmen still pays her dues.
What happened with Jill? We still need a resolution.
1) Jill’s content with having her localized semi-nude club after a few more matches.
2) Too much people rushed in before Jill’s plan came to fruition. The scantily clad girls run away.
3) Jill achieves victory through eroticism. Even Juniper succumbed.
4) Lady calms Jill down and they stop at underwear after having some fun.
>>2335520 Should have said this sooner. This is PRECISELY the underwear Sweaty Gray is wearing.
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>>2335755 D makes sense to me. Carmen's got the advantage over hyper-stimulated Erika but still works to mend bridges.
And 1/3 should work well without letting things get out of control.
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>>2335755 Half the fun of voting is trying to find something suitable to post ;)
D seems the most logical outcome. There is no way Erika is adjusted enough to her new skin to even throw one punch xD
(Also I should have voted for her perspective more often. Her cursing alone makes me involuntary laugh like a child xD)
4 to not escalate to much and to see how she would even try to do it ;)
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D, hooray conflict resolution. And 4, maybe Lady can get more confident about herself in order to stop Jill from potentially bringing back... Trouble.
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>>2335755 The first thing I did was to sneak behind her and plant my foot firmly right on her crack – the one on the back, maybe later I’d do the front – and pushed Carmen off the edge. The splash was the most satisfying sound I had heard all day.
She landed face first, it was shallow but she still took her head out and coughed a bunch; that meant I got the first word in.
“Real proud of yourself, I’m guessing,” I spat.
“E-Erika! Let’s de-escalate!” she begged between coughs.
“I’ll de-escalate your ass alright,” I didn’t know what that meant but it sounded kind of cool and menacing. “If you want to save yourself the trouble bend over and let me at it.”
“I-I know you’re angry a-and,” she walked more into the river. Did she thing I wouldn’t go in there? I jumped in. My black, leather boots be damned. The water didn’t make it past them, it still felt cold, “we should take a minute to calm down! It was a j-joke!”
“Oh, a joke. Well, I’m not laughing, are you?”
“N-no…”
“Fucking laugh, then. It’s a joke, fucking hilarious. What a comedian we got here! Laugh your ass off before I ram my hand in there!”
“I didn’t mean it that way!” I was getting closer to her. She was going to be mine. “It was… O-okay, I screwed up. It was a dumb ploy to get back at you for… well, that striptease was very hard for me!” she was terrified.
I placed a hand on her shoulder. “Carmen, you will always be my friend and there’s very few things you can do to change that. Right now, though; you’re getting fisted through the ass,” she cringed. “Then I’m parading you around buck naked back to our room. A stick rammed up your butt as faaar as it goes. Then I’m going to have you brew the same shit you used on me and splatter it all over your pussy and see how you like it.”
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>>2336255 “Oh. I… guess that doesn’t sound too bad…” What? In what world did that not sound too bad? Goddamn masochists. Well, whatever floated her boat. If she enjoyed while I got my payback then so much the better; heck, we could do it every week.
No. It wasn’t good enough. I needed to come up with something better that Carmen wouldn’t like. I wanted her to feel my vengeance. “Then I’m going to stuff you full of chocolate and syrup. I’ll feed you muffins by the dozen, and I’ll make you water it down with strawberry-flavored milk.”
“Uh… what?”
“Did you ask Zelda if there’s an anti-fat potion? Because I’m going to force-feed you like you wouldn’t believe; all three ends.”
“Erika, is that…? Are you actually serious?”
“You’re damn right I am! I hope you like dessert because that’s your life from now on!”
I got Carmen right by the neck and stared into her eyes. I wanted her to know that I meant it. I was going to do it and she wasn’t going to stop me.
“No! Just… no! Erika, what the actual…? Where did that came from? What point are you trying to make.”
“No point,” I helped her out of the river and then I stepped out. “I just want you fat. Oh, and I’m also fist-fucking you so drop them,” they got all transparent when wet anyway. They were white, after all.
“O-okay! Couple points…!” she begged me, getting freaked out.
“Sure, sure. But don’t yell or Aria’s gonna start crying,” she was watching us from somewhere; I was sure of it.
“First… wow, you were also serious about the fisting? It’s not going to fit…”
“We’ll manage.”
“Second!” I had her worried now. I loved that. “I… you’re pretty chill a-about it.”
“I’m always chill.”
“Right. I was kind of expecting you’d be yelling bloody murder and grab me by the hair to drag me and beat me up with a stick.”
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>>2336256 “You’re not far off,” I confessed. Maybe not the stick but everything else was on point. “Aria talked me down, true. You should thank her later.” Also, she was watching. It was hard being a hardass with her around.
“Third!”
“Too many points, Carmen!”
“Third! What the hell is that eating thing? Stuff me with candy? What is…?”
“I want you fat. Shut up and eat a sandwich, skinny. A gummy bear sandwich with peanut butter bathed in pure caramel.”
“Um… ew. Who would eat that?” I would. Fuck you it sounded awesome. “And, what? What kind of… punishment is that?”
“The one where you shut up and take it. Now bend over, we’re seeing if my hand fits up your ass or not. I hope you’ve washed it recently.”
“As a matter of fact, I have,” Ha! Really? She was really into the anal stuff. “But…!”
“No buts! Well, yes butt; your butt,” I interrupted only for the pun and I was not ashamed to admit it.
She tried to run away but her reflexes were slow, I had her wrist on my grip. She wasn’t going anywhere. I was happy with how everything turned out. Not too hostile, but to the point and punishing was happening either way with no hard feelings. I should try stuff like that a little more, if just for switching it up a little.
Carmen wanted to place some token resistance. Whatever. She wanted this to happen, at least the asshole part. She pushed me with a hand.
“Ahh..!” I let go.
Carmen’s palm hit above my left boob, sending waves of a huge-ass pain like I had just broken something and then pleasure like I was being fondled by an expert gripping my nips. I got weak and almost fell down; if I kept standing was because I was one prideful bitch.
Carmen ran away like twenty feet and then stopped. “Erika, are you okay?”
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>>2336257 “No, I’m not okay!” I screamed, getting worked up and remembering all of my fury. “It’s your stupid, fucking potion! Jesus fucking fuck! I came TWICE trying to put on panties, TWICE! Like, furious fucking orgasms like Satan himself was ripping me apart with a two meter schlong!”
I said Satan because I thought it would bother Carmen, instead she stared me all confused, her head to her side and all. She smiled. Creepy fucking smile if I ever saw one… except for Zelda; girl was cute but scary as fuck.
“You mean that if I…” she skipped to my side merrily like she was fucking Red Riding hood, “were to touch,” I gave a few steps back. She giggled.
“What’s wrong, Erika? I just want to… touch you a little!” she had already figured it out, but it was okay.
“Do you think you can lay a hand on me before I punch you right on the jaw?” I dared her. “I’d fucking drop you; bitch, don’t you start.”
“Mmm, maybe…” she was very confident. Well, she was going to be surprised. I tried to be nice. Beatdown followed by fisting it was.
I was about to raise my hand when she… sprinkled water from her fingers, just waving her hand at me. The cold drops making contact with the skin on my neck and face sent me flying back, they felt like stings from bees followed by the express treatment of an experienced lover.
Before I could recover Carmen was already on me. She had one of my boobs cupped and the other hand had made it under my skirt but hadn’t touched anything yet. She had me. If she either squeezed… or touched, I was done for.
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>>2336258 “I never thought I would ever have you like this,” she said. Someone was pleased with themselves. Bitch. “And to think I was so scared! I actually woke up as early as I could, explained everything to Medea and ran away! I never thought even you would be… so sensitive. I made it extra strong; but not out of malice; I wanted my potion to be as effective as possible. It was my first potion so it had to be done right.”
“C-Carmen! I want you to listen to me and to listen to me good. Don’t. Touch. My. Pussy!” I said like I had a gun aimed to my head because I did. “You have no fucking idea how sensitive it got. I swear to God, don’t touch it!”
“Aren’t you an atheist?”
“Not the point! Carmen, I swear! Don’t… touch it. Please! I think that if you ram a finger in there you’re gonna make me pass out, shit myself and enter a coma.”
“Fine. Wow, so dramatic!” she let go off me.
I took a few deep breaths because that was some life or death shit. “What… what now?” I said to her, without looking. “You can go away if you want, I guess. I can’t do shit to you the way I am now.”
“Y-yeah… I guess you can’t.”
“You got scot free, you bitch, you. I know when I’ve been bested. Well fucking played.” I wasn’t even mad.
“Uh… suggestion. Can you punish me anyway?” she gave me a coy smile.
“Excuse me?”
*
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>>2336259 *
“Polka Dots, put those back on,” I told her after she had stop being Polka Dots and was just Pussy and Ass.
“No, don’t,” said Light Purple. “It’s okay, Elmira. No one can see you from this angle. No one’s noticed! And Jill is such a sucker for this kind of stuff. I swear, this is going to make her so horny… now give me your panties. I’ll have those for safekeeping.”
Light Purple had convinced Elmira – I couldn’t call her ‘Pussy and Ass’ on my mind, after all – to strip naked. I had said to myself that there was no way I could find her boyish ass attractive, but Elmira looked a hell of a lot better like she was; the butt was okay when everything was considered and you didn’t have to look at her Jew nose if you could stare at her pussy instead. I had paid her a compliment, because if nothing else I had been taught manners at home but it worked against what I wanted; Elmira was now more sure she had to stay like that.
Jill was everything everyone had told me and more. I had to control her white ass before it was too late. I should have done something sooner.
That something was having Elmira keep her panties on, or to put them back on. She really didn’t want to strip them, it was this Light Purple girl with the amazing ass that had put the Fear of God on this Elmira nudist. The Fear of God was for White Butt; which as far as Elmira knew was one and the same.
“What happens when we move, though? We have to play sometime. Someone’s gonna see her,” Classic White brought a good point. I should have thought of that shit by myself.
“Let me worry about that. I’ll take care of it,” said Light Purple. I may not have been the sharpest but I could read this one easily. She had no intention to help Elmira at all and if Ginger ended up seen from every angle so much the better.
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>>2336260 Light Purple didn’t get a lot of time to worry about it. Yellow Frills and Colors were done with their game. Colors had won and as far as I could tell it was rare for that because she was getting a lot of congratulations. Yellow Frills had removed her bra, incredibly enough. I was looking the whole time and didn’t get to see anything; she covered with her arms and warned those were staying there. It was still sexy as fuck and it scared me; I had to keep telling myself what I was meant to do here.
All the other girls came to where we were. Elmira whined, because of course she did. She wasn’t okay with doing this; it was all damned Light Purple.
“Oh, Polka Dots! Or well, you’re not that anymore,” White Butt said, stealing a joke that I already had figured out and was going to use sometime in the right moment. “Getting comfortable, I see. And I see a lot of bums. Light Purple’s and Classic White’s. What’s wrong, Baby Blue? Why aren’t you showing yours?”
“Cuz I don’t want to. Leave it be,” I said. “More than that, we need to…!”
“Jill, sorry, White Butt, I promised our Elmira here something for her panties,” Light Purple interrupted me. My fucking voice was now like a crappy flute and too soft to be heard if someone else was talking.
“Getting naked for deals. Elmira, you naughty girl!” White butt made fun of her, getting her even more down that she was. “Alright, what is it you wanted to bad as to show Aldon and Danni all around.”
“They can see??” she panicked.
“No, they can’t!” hurried Light Purple. We had moved a little so I would say they could see a little. Maybe Elmira from the side; and definitely Light Purple’s ass. “Tell her what you wanted.”
Elmira froze like a cartoon character. She didn’t blink or breathe. Light Purple nudged her. “Actually I… took off my panties because I wanted! Yup, I wanted some air, you know?” she laughed. “I don’t want anything.”
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>>2336262 “She wanted to see Jill’s pussy,” Classic White revealed, turning back around but pulling her panties back up, unlike Light Purple. “I say just show her. It’s not a big deal.”
Elmira’s hair color matched her face for a sec and then she covered with both hands to hide her eyes. “Forget it! Forget it! Forget it! I never… Jill, it was a joke! Just a joke, we were talking! Just talking! Kathy was all like ‘you should take your panties off’ and I was like ‘no way!’ but she was saying ‘what if Jill shows you her… what if Jill takes off HER panties’ and then I said ‘well, then I guess I would, too’ and it kind of went on from there!” there was this guy I knew. His name was Kurt but everyone called him Mayo; pale motherfucker. Whenever he talked to cops he spoke as fast as Elmira was doing now. I could never speak that fast if I tried.
“You don’t have to be embarrassed, Elmira,” White Butt was nice about it, taking Elmira’s hands off her face. “I’m flattered you want to see my pussy!”
We all giggled. Elmira made a weird noise. “It wasn’t…” she said.
“Let me show you…”
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>>2336263 And show she did. Light Purple and Pinky – Lise –, like good lackeys, made a wall so the boys wouldn’t see. Light Purple pulled Pinky’s panties down to expose the butt, she had a fetish for it or somethin’. Pinky pulled them back up, then Light Purple back down. Pinky grumbled but left it alone, she didn’t seem to mind too much.
Jill’s cunt was a thing of beauty. The only disappointing thing was that it was all bald. It would have been interesting to see a red bush. The thing was smooth and pretty, small and a little closed, but mature.
“I think Baby Blue likes it more than Elmira does,” Yellow Frills made fun of me.
“Yeah, I like it. I ain’t gonna say I don’t. Got a problem? Nice one, White Butt. I love it.”
“Yes, Jill! It’s so… pretty! It’s the best I’ve ever seen!” now Elmira was not so embarrassed as just wanting to one-up me. Atta girl.
“Now, now; you’re getting ME nervous,” said White Butt. Bold faced lie. Panties went back up from the front. “Baby Blue, you were saying something? Before we were discussing my pussy.”
a) Some anal play and girls stripping? Who cares? Jump a few hours. The end is nigh. New stories await.
b) Erika makes good on everything she said.
c) Erika makes good on every sexual thing she said. Carmen is not gaining a pound.
d) It’s not so much a punishment as they just have sex, within Erika’s possibilities.
e) Truth alone isn’t enough. Baby Blue has to make deal she might regret.
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>>2336264 C seems to fit the most.
Anonymous
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>>2336264 Ah the philosophical problems of punishing a masochist.
We can't be actually mean to them, so we resort to beeing gross? XD
Not sure to pick just C or go all the way B...
(a bit E maybe good too, but its probably better to tie up one storyline after thr other)
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Aria Silvertail
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C seems to be the winner, and I agree with it.
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>>2336264 They got at it. I had no idea how it had turned out this good but Carmen and Erika were… experimenting and both seemed okay on it. I would not have predicted this turn of events if given my whole life to make a guess.
After Erika had left me I was not in the best of conditions. There was lushness all around us, so finding a place where to spy from was not an issue. I doubted Erika didn’t know I was here. I had no idea what I would have done if the girls had actually started fighting. Maybe I would have jumped in the middle and beg them to use me as a punching bag until they were satisfied to let their emotions out. Thankfully they didn’t need any intervention.
Erika started rough, with a literal kick to the ass which had me worried. After that everything was calm waters, or almost everything. I had no idea Erika was so sensitive now. Apparently even a light touch on her tender parts could send her out. I didn’t wish any harm on Erika but in this instance it worked wonders. Erika was more or less defenseless but that’s why she had me to protect her if needed.
After a brief talk, Erika admitted defeat, then Carmen admitted further defeat; then it was decided than the further defeated would have some dire consequences on her bum and would probably have to be publicly humiliated but it was okay. Pretty bizarre.
Both started stripping. Carmen because her clothes were soaked and transparent, undoubtedly annoying; and besides a few things were going up her. Erika stripped because she confessed that even wearing clothes was burdensome; Carmen agreed, saying she could hardly tolerate it since this morning.
“Do you think this thing is going to last for much longer? I don’t know what my life is going to be if I can’t even put on a pair of panties without shit happening,” Erika questioned.
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>>2336525 “Oh, that’s permanent, basically,” Carmen confessed. Erika grimaced. “But just as your actual skin, you will damage it and it will repair itself and with time it will become coarser, more resistant, less sensitive; until in… you’re nineteen, right?”
“Right.”
“In nineteen years it’s going to be just as you remember it. I think the worst should be past a few months.”
“A few months? That was not what I wanted to hear… shit, Carmen. How should I shave, now? I am NOT having a fucking forest growing down there. Hell, I’ll have to stay away from boys for months…! And girls now, too; I guess.”
“We’ll figure something out!” Carmen consoled, throwing away her soaked brassier and freeing those graceful, round things she was hiding under. “Do you want me to help you?”
“I uh… got it. Don’t touch me. Bitch,” Carmen did not take offense because none was meant. Erika undressed slowly but surely; she only two pieces of actual clothing and she took them off like spikes were braided all along them, which for her it might as well be the case.
“Are we really doing this?” Carmen wondered with a mix of anticipation and worry once both were nude, nevertheless exposing her, admittedly not very impressive, behind to Erika.
“I said we’ll manage and we will. Shit. You’re already soaked!”
“Yes. Very funny. You just threw me into the river. Go ahead, then. Do whatever you want until you think I’ve had enough,” Carmen formally presented her butt. Erika fearlessly grabbed it. “Soft hands. I just noticed!”
“Yeah, I guess they are,” Erika began the procedures. “Aria, you’re going to turn into a fucking voyeur creep like that Alvin cocksucker. If you want to watch, I want to watch YOU watch. Come out here!”
I had been called out. I had no choice. I jumped out.
“A-Aria, you were listening?” asked a flustered Carmen. I guess she was only comfortable to admitting a few things in private.
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>>2336526 “Like she’s going to judge you or sell you out. It’s fine,” Erika spanked Carmen, making her shriek. “Shit! That hurt me. Crap. I’m glad I didn’t punch you. Goddamned baby hands. Aria, come closer.”
“Yes…” I acquiesced.
“And take off your clothes. All of them,” she ordered.
“Yes…” it was only fair.
“And if you get inspired to… do some stuff, go for it. No problem,” she insinuated.
“What does that mean?” I did not care for what that made me look like.
“That if you get horny while watching me fist-fuck Carmen and you want to butter your muffin, you should do it. Get it? Want me to draw you a fucking diagram?” she clarified. That was on me. I shouldn’t have asked.
“I still don’t think it’s going to fit,” Carmen theorized. I was of similar mind.
“Okay, Aria; do the honors,” Erika handed me Carmen’s butt.
“What honors?” Oh, I asked for a clarification again.
“Lick her or tail her or whatever. I was going to but I don’t think I should be drinking river water. You’re half-cat, and you can’t get sick because of the other stuff. Just the job for you.”
“I’ve… always been curious about the tail,” Carmen went with the situation all too easily. “Camp’s almost over and I don’t… think I’ll ever do it with a woman again. Go a-ahead please, Aria,” she begged, wagging it.”
Yes, I forgot to factor that in. Maybe I was avoiding the thought. Our time together was almost up. It all made sense now. We had to use the few chances we had remaining to their maximum. I knelt and started licking as tenderly as I could. I was sure I would also enjoy the experience.
It was… a little spicy instead of acid. Still kind of sweet. The insides were quite soft and despite what Carmen thought, it looked way better without the hair. I kissed, I licked, I slurped and I tasted. Once I had the scent with me, I stopped and moved to the opening act. Carmen was now truly aroused.
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>>2336527 “Ho, ho; Aria’s wet,” Erika said, far too smugly for someone who couldn’t even take being touched right now. “Don’t worry, I won’t get in your way; pussy. Just making sure everyone’s getting a fair deal out of this.”
“Don’t call me pussy, ever!” Cat, kitty and everything in-between was bad enough as it was.
I spread Carmen’s… pussy. A better use of the word. I put my tail inside, letting just the white tip in. She was loose and the access was relatively easy. I gave another warning. Carmen nodded at me again.
I couldn’t be mild. I needed Carmen to have a strong first impression, she had been told as much. I started with whipping; getting at least halfway through Carmen’s uterus and whipping my tail around to stimulate several walls at once with my now humid and furry brush.
It was a good thing we were so far away from camp because Carmen had some strong lungs, if her huge boobs were any indication. She cried with a lovely voice and arrived to her first orgasm of the session within ten seconds. I gave her around other ten to experience it and ride it; feel the pleasure of being a woman. When her muscles stopped being stiff I gave her a second taste with the all-time favorite; the drill.
“AAAAAAH!” she screamed, contracting all the way from her abdomen to her pelvis and losing control of her legs. This should have been enough of a warm-up; I let my tail out and admired my handiwork of a tanned, nude girl having been so thoroughly pleasured she could only deeply inhale and exhaled on the grass near the creek, like a fish out of water.
“You went too far, Aria. It was only supposed to loosen her up; not half-kill her,” Erika told me, despite not sounding disgruntled. “My turn. Sit quietly on the corner, and if those fingers find your little cave, give it hell.”
“S-sure…” I obeyed, admitting and accepting that I might masturbate; my face flaring up hardly a deterrent when between friends and confidents.
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>>2336528 “Okay, Carmen; open up!” Erika calmly and carefully propped Carmen back up.
“W-wow…” she praised, making me fluster further.
“I know! Right?” Erika coincided. Now give me your ass. If that didn’t open it so I can place a watermelon in, nothing will.
Carmen got back to the position she had called the most comfortable, and Erika started her labor.
A finger snuck in as easily as cutting butter with a red-hot knife. Two fingers offered little resistance, if any. Three fingers, I could see Erika and Carmen struggling.
“Is this doing anything for you? Here comes the fourth!” Erika chanted.
“It… it is! If you must know!” said Carmen, sounding appropriately constipated. “N-not a w-word to AAH! Anyone outside the coven!” she requested something that didn’t need stating as the fourth finger went in.
“You DO like it!” Erika enthused. “I don’t know… anal sounded kinky and I was curious once upon a time. I decided I don’t like it. I’m jealous! It would be nice if I did. What about you, Aria; did you like it? When little Zelda fucked your ass.”
“Not crazy about it,” I quickly answered, trying to get a better look at was going on. I couldn’t help being curious.
“Y-you wouldn’t understand!” Carmen gurgled; the fifth and last finger was a struggle for everyone involved.
“Sorry. Four fingers are your limit, I think,” Erika sort of apologized. “Unless we’re talking Zelda’s hands, I guess. It’s not going in; much less my fist. I can’t get any further.”
“We-we are already here! Do… something!” Carmen demanded.
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>>2336529 *
White Butt didn’t remember everything, but by the time I had talked to her she was more or less sure of what really had happened at camp. She sometimes would have flashbacks and those looked like they hurt.
We talked apart from everyone. The talk was not easy and the girl was about to have a mental breakdown at some points. She threw up after remembering a few things, but at least she didn’t spill any of the stuff in any of us. It was a hard process. I had been with one guy on detox once and it was a lot like it; just sped up. Jill was fine when she was done. The memories weren’t terrible, or nothing; she couldn’t remember the end of the orgy she caused, and when I tried to tell her what happened she begged me to stop. She was dizzy and getting sick, that’s all. Brainwashing will do that to ya.
The point was that she remembered she was a witch, that she was part of a coven and about The Game. She didn’t know where I had come from and that was fine for now. I told her the straight truth. With their magic and crap they had been poking at a hornet nest and it was time to stop it. I told him about Bill and that he should be watching us.
We were supposed to get rid of the circle and because of her we were back on track on having something happen again. I was supposed to watch Jill over but it had been too much for me and I had to spill the beans. She had to put a stop to this now and we had to talk to Medea.
“And I had so much fun planned… I thought I could get everyone naked before my game with Juni,” White Butt was disappointed.
“Go ahead and do it. You can knock yourself out, so long as the circle is gone. Before that this is just trouble we don’t need. We’re close because of last night. It was fucking hard so don’t go screwing it up!”
“What do I do now, though? I already challenged Juni,” she had a point. We were in deep shit but I wasn’t going to tell her to back away from a challenge.
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>>2336530 “Win! She is going to be more… careful about hiding her tits and such than you would. It’s better that way.”
“And how do you suppose I win? Juni is no pushover. She was right; I can’t win six games in a row against her.”
“Then why did you say you would?”
“I had a plan!” she said. “It was sure to work, but it needed… a few conditions to be met first.”
“Well, you dug your hole now climb out. I already told you what’s at stake here. This is not something you should mess around with.”
a) Jill gives up on the match, getting a bad reputation short term and humiliating consequences long term.
b) Jill plays like always, her defeat inevitable. She has to streak back to the cabin. At least some of her loyal girls carry Jill’s burden out of their own will.
c) Jill tells Lady that everything is under control. Jill follows through her plan and gets everyone naked. They can dress up after they’re done and only Aldon and Donni get to see.
d) Jill somehow manages to snatch victory completely fair.
e) Jill sours the match by doing something outrageous. Juni doesn’t want to play anymore. The outrageous thing is not anything that would draw the bad kind of attention.
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>>2336531 The key thing is passion, right? So C shouldn't be much of a problem if Jill's responsible enough to keep things just at 'embarrassed' without invigorating things further.
That said, no need to make Medea's job harder. D feels implausible and A and E both feel wrong, but B still seems nice, so I'll vote for both B and C.
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Aria Silvertail
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I'll stick with my train of voting c xD
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>>2336531 I told Lady to trust me. That was a weird thing to say to someone you didn’t trust. It was nothing personal. I just wasn’t sure when Lady started… existing. We weren’t clear on that and I didn’t want to ask; it seemed rude.
Lady hadn’t told me what was ‘out there’, watching us. Whatever it was, it was a He, it could make fake memories and delete or suppress real ones, it had a human form, it had minions everywhere and it was linked with insanity. I could also more or less decide it had super-senses, super-strength and all the usual any good monster should. I didn’t want to even think about it; just knowing it existed was enough.
Truth to be told, I had bigger plans after I was done here, but I was going to listen to Lady. I was going to localize everything here, with only two boys as witnesses. I didn’t expect them to keep shut about it but it should be fine either way.
“What happened, Jill?” Kathy asked me, worried when I came back from the woods after my talk with Lady. I must have looked like hell. Lise and Melanie came running to help me walk.
“I’m fine, really!” I lied with a shining, bright smile.
“No, you’re not,” Juni had also attended to my aid. “Jill, you’re pale and… kind of green. You should go lie down.”
“Are you kidding me? We have a game to play!” I was feeling stronger as time went on, it was just the momentary sickness of recovering the rest of my memories; or what I thought was the rest. I could easily still be missing stuff.
“I’m calling it off,” Juni announced, serious and taking over the side Lise was helping me lift. “Sit down and take a breather. When you feel better we can take you back. Was it something you ate? Did something sting you back there? Lady, what happened?”
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>>2337018 Lady came out first when we were done talking. We had decided she was to tell the story that she needed to pee – she was surprisingly unembarrassed that we were going with that – and was afraid to do it alone but was too lazy to go all the way to the pool so she had asked me. I had decided to stay behind after she was done without telling Lady why. They’d probably be too polite to ask me why, guessing the supposed answer.
Juni was a softie at heart. This was my ticket out if I wanted it. I just… didn’t want it. Like I had told Lady, everything was under control and going according to plan. I could control measly eight girls, easy! This wasn’t going to be like before; I was going to keep it from exploding.
Kathy had had Elmira’s panties this whole time. The poor, naked girl had to go hide under the umpire tower after Kathy had come help me. I was pretty sure the boys got an eyeful. I was also sure that Mel was looking at Elmira with some sort of envy or longing. Patience, Mel.
I was sweating bullets, so I didn’t see a reason not to remove my shirt. I dried my face with it instead of using my towel because… I don’t know. Because. My shirt was now too icky to wear. Elmira, Donni, Lady, Aldon and Lise – listed by specific order of intensity – were all quite happy to take a look at my semi-nude form; I loved for those looks. I wished I could go naked and have much bigger audience.
After the break everyone had forced me to take on the benches inside the wired fence, I took it as a huge compliment when the boys focused mostly on me, when there was completely naked – although hidden – Elmira and a topless – although covering – Natty to watch.
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>>2337019 Juni easily gave in to allow some more time before our match. She still insisted we should put it off. I thanked her for her concern and used the chance to inform how much I liked her and appreciated her, despite how at times how much she got upset by my actions. While I was honest, I was a little too intense and Juni got a little scared; I solved that by making a little joke about my sexuality and grabbed her firm butt under her skirt and she played off the whole thing as a sign I was recovering, easing her.
Oh, Juni… I had recently remembered our little encounter at Dan’s cabin with Aria as an intermediary. It made me feel so much closer to her. What a girl. I loved her light tan, her curls she took care of with so much vanity, how she gripped my forearms to remove my hands from where she didn’t like them and more than anything her defiance. This whole scheme was for her sake, although all girls should have fun with it.
Kathy purposely avoided the umpire tower to keep holding Elmira’s panties. I gave her a thumbs-up and signaled her to start softening Mel up; which would be easy. I made Diane and Lise start a match and talked to Elmira under the protection of her tower.
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>>2337021 The skinny ginger worshipped me. It was much easier that I would have liked to convince her to come out and watch the game with the rest of us, and follow the example of Natty to cover with only a pair of hands. As a reward I grabbed her butt a bunch. She would rub it to my hand with no attempt for stealth, trying to her my hand to touch little pussy for behind. I allowed her plan to succeed a few times pretending not to notice to keep her happy.
Lady nagged me again. I told her everything was under control again. Mel was easily convinced to take a few laps around the field; at the end of the game she was so sweaty she had no choice but to take off her shirt. Lise won the game and Diane, a natural social chameleon like most girls, had no issue stripping to remain in just her underwear once most of us were doing already.
With Lise and Kathy being the only ‘dressed’ ones – besides Juni, who was going to be an exception until the end of this –, the hard part of my plan began. I had to convince a bunch of girls with no prior experience with the thrill of exhibitionism to remove their underwear so I could get Juni in the state of mind I needed her to lose all six games against me and not even mind.
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>>2337022 *
I hadn’t been completely honest with Carmen. I could have fit my hand more inside her asshole; the thing was that I would be hurting her if I did. The thing was she didn’t care. She wanted my fist inside of her like she had something to prove, and maybe she did.
Aria snuck down like a mechanic under a car and used her mouth to make very exciting noises while she dealt with Carmen’s now bald and perfect cunt. That helped Carmen relax her back-door some. I didn’t have anything else so with my clean hand – the other one was clean, too; Carmen had washed like she had said but there were things you didn’t do during sex – I got juices from Aria, juices from Carmen and some from me, too. That was all I had as far as lube went. It helped some.
“Carmen! That is as far as it can go! I’m telling you!” I informed the pervert.
If I basically mangled my hand crumpling it to maximum and straightened my fingers I could kind of ass-fuck Carmen with all five fingers, it did plenty for her because she was moaning like an Aria in heat.
“And I’m telling you…! It’s... fine! Go… deeper!” she was insatiable.
I tried to, little by little. I was sure we had reached the limits of her butt, though. My whole hand was just not going in without tearing something.
“If this is about the stupid prank you pulled on me, we’re cool now, okay?” I said. “I forgave you long ago. Carmen, you’re going to get hurt!”
I trusted one last time; almost getting my entire thumb inside with the rest, trying to hurt Carmen just a tiny bit, make a point. Instead she screamed and squirted some on Aria’s face. Her ass relaxed very suddenly almost letting me go further in, then tightened again. I got my fingers out before they got devoured. Carmen convulsed for a few seconds. She had finally cum from anal. I hoped that would be enough.
“Thank you, Erika,” Carmen wheezed. “Thank you, Aria.” It was. Thank fucking God.
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>>2337023 “Hey, no prob. What are friends for if not for fucking you in the ass? Let’s do it again sometime. Hey, Carmen.”
“What?”
“Grab Aria.”
It took her some time to catch her wind back, but she stood up in the end. “Okay.” She had Aria by the shoulders. Aria was fucking confused, but clueless.
“Why did you have Carmen grab me?” the poor idiot didn’t see what was going to happen. “A-are you going to do me, next? I… just be careful! I’m tighter that I was last time! I think a finger will do, two at most!”
I grabbed her, too. Carmen already knew what I was up to. “We’re already here, so we’re taking a bath!” I revealed to her.
“WHAT?? No! No! Meoow! Meoow!! MEEEEOW!”
Aria started yowling in a way you’d think she was getting butchered. She hissed at Carmen, she cried a bunch; but we got her into the water. Shit, it was cold! At midday with the sun this would have been the fucking bomb! During the evening, it was still kind of cooling because it was still summer; but not the best.
Aria was a handful; the tiny bitch was a lot stronger than she looked. I had to paralyze her by grabbing her weak spot on the back of the neck. That still didn’t stop the tears. I cleaned her pussy with lots of love and attention but that didn’t cheer her up. After we were done with her and Carmen and I could start actually washing ourselves we set her lose. Aria fled the tiny river with a jump, shook around her body spreading most of the water off, and started obsessively licking her body all around.
“Aria! Don’t be gross, we just bathed you!” I told her. She just gave me a stare full of gripe and I decided to leave her alone. Besides, Carmen was talking.
“Sorry about the prank thing. It was dumb,” she apologized.
“It’s okay. I guess that after camp I could use a few months of abstinence,” I sighed. That was going to suck. “Shit. I’ve haven’t had pubes in years. It’s gonna…”
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>>2337024 “Oh! I’ll make you a potion before we go back home,” she offered. “It will get rid of your body-hair, guaranteed! It’s the least I could do.”
“Thanks.”
“Don’t thank me yet. It kind of… burns when anything is making contact with your skin, like clothes. Wear very soft undies and skirts.”
“I still want it,” I didn’t care if I regretted having the sensibility and the burning together. I needed that shit.
“Yes, I figured you would. Hey, Erika.”
“Yes?”
“Were you serious about my… punishment? Oh, and thank you for going along. I like… love anal play. I don’t think I’m going to have anyone to play with, though.”
“Nah, I wasn’t all that serious,” I was at some point but not anymore. “I’m not fisting you until you’re ready for it. We can do it some other time, if you want. So long as you keep washing your behind I’ll keep sticking anything you want in there. I suppose I could toss your salad.”
“Oh… really? T-thanks! No, but… I meant the other punishment. You know how you said that you were going to fist me, a-and find a stick and put it way in there… a-and…”
“Oh, that,” I remembered.
a) Yes, Erika meant it. Carmen gets escorted naked to the cabin. Anyone who asks gets told it is because she crossed Erika.
b) No, it is too risky right about now. Carmen will have to go back dressed.
c) Carmen gets to go back with no underwear and a stick up her. She still has to wear clothes.
d) Carmen begs to be leashed and humiliated.
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Next part will come out with a minimum of two votes but instead of following any time-frame it will be ready when we are on page 10 so long as that doesn't happen later today.
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>>2337026 C
>>2337030 >All threads start with Bold letters. How do they do that? Are you talking about the subjects?
Gnattering Yawn
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>>2337026 C probably keeps it on the safe side; we've got enough going on at the tennis courts already.
>>2337030 I'll have this thread compiled by the end of today, barring final changes and stuff.
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>>2337026 C should be enough. Although A would be fun, its probably too much and would lead to chaos again.
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Oh hey, I'm voting C again xD
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Pretty sure winner's going to be C.
Gnattering Yawn
>>2337147 For C winning, the pastebin for this thread is
https://pastebin.com/ex0PTnZh I'm tentatively leaning towards starting a new story in a different setting. Not 100% sold on it, but I feel like it will open up opportunities to tackle things from different angles than were possible here.
Whichever way we go, I'm still interested in following Aria's life and the rest of the coven, so even if we go with another setting next we could revisit this world shortly afterwards.
I think a good style for the next story might be travel. As compared to Camp of Dares where there's a full cast all in one place, going from place to place would continually introduce new characters and settings but then also have us leave most of the consequences of what we do there behind us. And 'travel' is broad enough that it could mean Aria going on a long hiking trip or it could mean a shipping company in outer space or anything in-between.
Aria Silvertail
Personally I really want to continue following Aria and Medea. If I remember correctly there was some offer for them to live together after camp. I think there are plenty of fun hijinks a dhampir and neko girl who are both witches could dig up. I'm really going to miss the other girls, because it is far beyond suspension of disbelief that they all live close enough together to keep them all in the story. Maybe one or two live somewhere nearby where they can visit daily. But all in all, I'm tied to this story, I love almost every turn and bend it has taken me for. I'm not the writer, so I'm not going to pretend that I get to decide where it goes or what remains important. I hope whatever decision you come to makes you happy. You've created a marvelous story for us, and let us help you a little on the way. <3
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Page 8. Any moment now.
>>2337202 There is a couple of different places the story could go for Aria; sadly travel is not one I had envisioned, at lest not by default. We'll get that choice when we get there and Aria will be meeting some interesting characters with Medea's family, not all of which are localized. It is also likely she will also try to juggle visiting her other friends from camp once she has a source of income; I suppose we can do something with that.
Else, there is always a fantasy world. Starting a new story altogether is always exciting. I have plenty of ideas no matter what you pick; powers like morphing into animals, invisibility, teleportation, pyromancy and many others are easily exploitable for what the story is all about; but let's not get ahead of ourselves.
>>2337254 Yeah, it's as you say. Aria's default is temporarily moving in with Medea until they figure out what Aria wants to do with her life. Once they meet a few interesting characters and Aria decides what witch to study under, it's free for all as to what could happen. The coven is not going to stay together, or at least not at first. There are two members of it that will do anything they can to be with Medea, though. We'll see those around from the very start.
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>>2337481 Every mentioned scenario sounds great so far, its really hard to pick the one to pursue after camp. The continuation of Arias Storyarc is tempting, as it provides some familiar characters to feel right at home again.
I'm also not against going for an entirely different story, which will bring new opportunities. I'll wait with my decision till the end of this storyline, maybe by then, im convinced by one specific path.
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>>2337147 Really enjoyed the story. Hard to believe how long it's been since the story started. While I'd love to see what kind of trouble our catgirl gets into after camp, I'm not opposed to seeing something entirely new. Speaking of which, the catgirl thing is what it me interested in the first place. You're a good enough writer that I think anything would be interesting.
Aria Silvertail
Hmm Mmm catgirl meets a lovely little foxgirl? XD
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>>2337490 >>2337506 It is not a decision that I will take lightly. Time for discussion and arguments must be presented. It is also my responsibility to answer questions about the sales pitch of each potential adventure.
For example, on the Steampunk which is the only scenario with anyone's been interested in so far, we could be:
-A clumsy, well-meaning assistant of a famous inventor. She keeps grabbing her mentor's inventions and misusing them until they backfire. Her mentor (an adult woman) then punishes her accordingly.
-A gunslinger mercenary with a mysterious past. She enters a battle trance under some circumstances. While her berserk self is unparalleled in battle, it tends to be rather unmindful of common decency.
-A cat burglar that starts as an urchin fresh off the streets and starts accumulating experience and getting more greedy. Her failures and constant times she ends up trapped in compromising positions never discourages her; mostly because she has to eat.
-A high-born lady that is suddenly forced into hiding due to some people targeting her father. While she was companions to ensure she doesn't do anything too stupid, her constant lack of common sense and humbleness gets her into trouble.
Just to cite a few. I have the most ideas for a more classic, medieval approach and Aria's second part; but ALL parts should be okay to transition to. I'll do my best so you won't be disappointed either way.
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>>2337570 In short, yes. Been planned for a while.
The foxgirl is incredibly mischievous and cannot stop pulling pranks. She rarely takes anything seriously and out of the half-sisters she seems to hold little disdain for his father. She has a particular branch of magic that will be very, very interesting to experience; maybe to the point Aria will decide to study under her.
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>>2337570 In short, yes.
I posted a few too many spoilers on my last attempt. I had to delete it after thinking it over.
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>>2337578 >out of the half-sisters she seems to hold little disdain for his father whose father?
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>>2337598 Don't worry about it.
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>>2337579 >catgirls and foxgirls You have my attention
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Been stuck in page 8 for a while. How unpredictable. We took a day to page 6.
>>2337612 More about that as soon as next thread starts.
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Screw it. We can do one more, apparently.
>>2337026 I had a talk down with Carmen. I knew she wanted to have fun and make up for the lost time now that she finally had admitted what she was and that it dawned on her we had a few hours of the circle remaining. I understood it all, I got it.
We still couldn’t have a naked girl being paraded around in broad daylight. Not now. I told her that, since her underwear was soaked she didn’t have to wear it, and since there was nothing on the way because she was wearing a skirt, there would be no harm if we found a nice, hard, thick stick and stuck it where the sun didn’t shine. It would do wonders for Carmen’s posture if nothing else.
“I don’t know, Erika… walking with a stick… up there?” she played. I resisted rolling my eyes. Yeah, yeah; I had to be the bad guy.
“Think of it as the last part of your punishment.”
“It’s… a long way. And people might see,” she hid her face away from me. It could be fake embarrassment, or maybe she was smiling.
“Shut up and get dressed. I’ll go find a stick to put in your ass,” I walked to where we came from with Aria. From back then I was scanning for something good to make good on my threats, and I had already a nice piece of wood in mind.
“Y-yes, Erika…” bitch loved this.
I crossed paths with Aria. She leapt to the side, hissed and climbed a tree. This happened after every bath, just some temper tantrum. She’d be all lovey-dovey in no time. The branch was where I last saw it, still attached to the tree. It was better that way, it would be more flexible. The good thing about this one was a knob it had at the tip. Carmen would like that one.
I struggled for a bit, usual me would have taken one single try. I got the branch lose, though. By the time I walked back, Carmen was ‘dressed’. She wasn’t kidding about clothes being uncomfortable for her.
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>>2337816 She didn’t have her socks up to above the knee like always, wearing just some sandals. She had a miniskirt and a sleeveless, white shirt with plenty of cleavage to show around that would be risky with a bra and something else without one. It was still a cool summer outfit, no denying that, Carmen was just not the kind of girl I figured would be wearing something so skimpy.
Aria had her underwear on and nothing else. She was still licking all over; she was busy with a leg; holy crap was she flexible; she could reach her calves with the tongue like it was nobody’s business; all while her legs were straight like an arrow pointed up. I looked at my own clothes scattered through the floor. Wearing them back again was not going to be fun.
“Is… that what you’re supposed to use on me?” Carmen questioned me, she was pointing at the nice branch I had found.
“Yup! Do you like it? It has this little knob here, like a little fist. It’s also pretty straight. Let me wash it a little before ramming it in.”
“Erika, that is way too big!” she was serious but at the same time she wasn’t; all part of the game.
“I don’t care. Pull up your skirt and bent over when I tell you to. I don’t want to hear any complaints, you anal whore.”
I got dressed, Aria was done covering herself in spit and got dressed, and I got the branch all cleaned up, getting rid of the bark. Carmen obeyed me.
Letting her see the branch beforehand must have gotten her worked up, because she was still loose. The knob was the hardest part, and it wasn’t even that big of a deal. After that, I could press the rest straight away, Carmen made noises telling me she liked it but didn’t want to say she liked it.
“Does it hurt?” Aria said, moved. She was talking to us again, like the bath never ever happened until tomorrow when it happened again.
“Just… a little!” Carmen gasped. It was actually kind of fun to do it when she was uncomfortable.
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>>2337817 “Good job, Carmen; it’s all inside!” Or at least all I wanted inside was inside. I made her stand up straight. If you look close you could notice there was a thin piece of wood poking out from under her skirt. If she ever bent forward she might as well be bottomless. “Like I said, we’re even now. I lose all rights to ever bring anything up about what you did to my skin with you. No matter what. Now, walk!” I ordered.
As expected, it wasn’t exactly easy to walk with a stick up your ass, maybe I should have asked some tips from Mr. Patterson back in the day; ask him how he managed to come to school every day for twenty years like that. Fucker.
Aria and I helped where we could. Downhill was harsh stick or no stick, but I could tell that behind it all Carmen liked it.
When we were done with the technically hart part and started with the morally hard part – getting seen by others – is when shit started. It was evening so there weren’t that many people around; but that didn’t get Carmen any less excited. Sneaking around in twilight, coming down from the hill we got a pretty good position to see who was coming.
I saw Olivier walking, talking and laughing with a few friends. I could have asked Aria and she could probably hear the heartbeat or feel the presence of everyone in camp and got ourselves a better target, but Olivier and his friends would do.
Now, we could have easily wait for them to walk to wherever they were heading and then go about our own business without anyone ever seeing Carmen, but what was the point? If she wanted that stick up her it meant she wanted some people to notice.
“Come on, let’s go,” I hurried them before we could miss the action.
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>>2337818 Olivier, Ted and Dallas; the inseparable trio of douches who thought they were cool because they liked douchy things. Then there was Bertha, who was Olivier’s clingy girlfriend, and Carmelia, who was more of a third wheel without anyone in common with the rest. They’d do.
Carmen had a hard time making it just in time to not miss them. We were coming down the hill; they were coming out of a cabin and heading who knows where. “Hurry, Carmen. You can’t stop now. We’re close,” I urged.
No need to do anything over the top. They noticed the way Carmen was walking and how little was she wearing. They noticed I had a short skirt and maybe what I wasn’t wearing under my sweater. They noticed cute, little Aria with the buns she said looked like Mickey Mouse ears – they kinda did.
Whatever it was they saw, they noticed us. I knew there was some bad blood between Olivier and Aria; Olivier should have maybe forgotten about it, but he wasn’t carrying around his douchy acoustic guitar so my money was that it was still useless since last time he pissed off Aria. It was hard to know if Aria still was grudging over it or it was her usual ‘Fuck all men’ attitude as Olivier and his groupies came closer.
“Yo!” I broke the ice. The guys were staring right at us, Bertha was mad they were. “What’s up, losers?”
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>>2337819 *
I asked Kathy to have a warm up game against me. She lost and took off her shirt with no problem. I was a little upset her bra was white instead of purple, but we could not always have what we wanted. I had Lise remove her bra under her shirt at some point. Most of us weren’t using sports bras, which was a good because the usual bras were flashier. It was either a happy coincidence or just people using their lasts of their clothes.
The point was that the courts were getting sexier by the minute. Aldon and Donni were doing their job properly, shooing people away however they could before they could see us. It almost escalated into a fight once but Donni was on the bigger side and sent them away. It also helped they had rackets in hand. It was not only the girls doing their best.
Other than our lovely nudie, Elmira; Diane was the second I was working on to get wild. I had her sit on my bench to ‘give me some air’ having her wave a clipboard at my face after I was done with my match. She asked about my plays and I gave her the best answers I could, then a few pointers on how she could apply my own strategies to her beginner, generalist style. I was nothing if not observant. I had it eating from my hand in a few sentences.
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>>2337820 I started slow with some sexual humor that was her speed. Then I gave her a ‘true’ story about my experiences outside camp; embellished details for better results. She was receptive, started asking questions. I asked for her personal experiences with embarrassment; she hadn’t had anything too serious and many things I already knew and she had forgotten she had told me. I got her excited and giggling thinking about them. I pressed. I made a joke about her taking off her bra; she was willing but too embarrassed; I made a deal with her. I removed mine and she took off hers. We admired each other. I playfully had another talk; I got her aroused by talking about a few experiences in camp disguising them as something else. She took off her panties on her own volition. Lovely Diane.
I had her a giggling mess, I was telling her things like “I can’t believe you did that!” and congratulated her with things like “What is wrong with you, Diane?” She looked so proud of what she did; so proud and so afraid. I called her courageous, her eyes lit up.
Inevitably, we called the attention of the others. We had Melanie’s almost from the beginning; the poor thing was so eager… but it was not her time yet. Diane got along well with everyone, but she did so more with Natty. Natty was wondering why her friend had decided to strip naked out of the blue. Natty didn’t ask in alarm, there was fun in her voice; curiosity, some mischief. “What are you doing, Diane? You’re crazy!”
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>>2337821 Diane tried to dodge and say she just felt like it, I interrupted and excused her, saying we were just joking around and I started it by removing my bra. Natty kind of got it – she was also topless and was more or less used to the sensation –, both were covering with their hands and were between excited and afraid. This was also to the boy’s credit. They weren’t being loud and that way it was easy to not get too self-conscious. Still, we needed boys around or it was meaningless.
I left Natty and Diane discussing the joys of nudity, excusing myself and telling them I was going for a walk. They barely noticed. Kathy winked at me. I went to talk to her. Kathy was a smart girl and knew what was up. She congratulated me for a job well done and asked me if I needed anything. I told her to take care of Lady, the only one I was suspecting I was going to have trouble with. Kathy went to do my bidding.
Lise was next. She was, in her own way, even more loyal to me than Kathy was. Lise was a darling; she had her issues she had to work with, but the thing I liked the most about her was how hard she tried to improve and to get things done. She was not the kind to be downright now for pervy stuff at first, but she was the kind of taking it to the extreme once she was in it; a good reason to leave her for last.
She was curious about what had gotten into the others.
“They’re just having fun, Lise,” I didn’t call her Pinky because while she didn’t mind it, I needed her as happy with me as I could have her.
“And undressing is supposed to be fun?” yup!
“Well, it’s kind of… something you wouldn’t normally do, right? Why not? This is basically the last day. Tomorrow we wake up, get breakfast and pack up. The girls know we won’t see each other again, so they are doing something they wouldn’t get away with anywhere else.”
“Yes, I guess you’re right…”
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>>2337823 Lise had basically ignored everything else she had said and had focused on the fact we might not meet each other again, I knew she would. “Don’t worry! You have my number, don’t you? And we only live two hours away! I have a car. You’ll get tired of seeing my face,” I cheered her. She was sadder than I expected her to be.
“Yeah… I guess it doesn’t have to be the end,” she said without any conviction. She really believed the contrary. “I guess I kind of understand what everyone is doing.”
Lise was not one for physical contact because of some… eccentricities of her, but I had a hunch this once it would be okay. She allowed me to hold her; I lifted the mood by sneaking around and lifting her shirt all the way up. She took it as a joke and showed my butt to Aldon and Donn in good spirits. “I go through phones like napkins,” I confessed. “Long story. It’s better if you shoot me an e-mail. I’ll send it to you soon. Let’s stay in touch!” I vowed. She nodded and left, leaving her shirt with me and my panties down.
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>>2337825 *
I didn’t know what Jill was up to but I didn’t like it one bit. I liked the bit when I got to see tits but that was it. Light Purple sat on my bench; she was wearing a bra that granted, was nice and lifted her tits and all, kind of ruined her name being white.
“Can you warn me where you did your business back there?” she asked. “I don’t want to step on it later.”
Weird way to start a conversation. “No worries; just round a tree. Sprinkled the trunk; watered the damned thing I did.” I didn’t know what she was after but I knew I hadn’t given it to her. I got her confused.
“I… see. You’re very straightforward, you knew that?”
“I don’t pussyfoot ‘round. Waste of time,” and not that I didn’t like staring at her okay tits, but was she getting to her point sometime soon?
I had her laughing. “You grew up around tons of brothers, didn’t you? It’s okay, you can tell me.”
Shit! She was onto me. I hadn’t thought of a story for my new identity as Lady. Fuck! What should I have said now? Goddamn, I was dumb. Should have thought this sooner. “N-none of your business!”
She laughed some more. “I don’t mean it as a bad thing! I bet it toughened you up. Anyway… there was something I wanted to tell you. You know how Jill and Juniper are having a friendly match?”
“Yes,” good. She changed topics.
“We were all planning to… show our support. For Jill. Do you know how we plan on doing that?”
Oh! I got it now. This was the gangster routine. Shit like the boys are doing this an’ that and you better go through with if you know what’s good for ya. Got it. Got it. “No, what?”
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>>2337825 “We’re going topless. All of us,” she made a pause, staring at me. At my eyes, I mean; I didn’t have no tits to stare at. “Are you in… or out?” it’d be a shame if something happened to be because I didn’t do as she said. Got it.
I remembered how hard it was last night. Having to bare everything in front of so many people; I wasn’t gonna forget that one for a while. Girls had it hard for that. Not much I could do against Light Purple, though. I knew I had to fold.
“Yeah… I guess,” I said. Half the girls were getting naked around me. It should be fine.
“Good. Don’t you forget. Oh, and also; a few of us are going the extra mile. We’re taking… everything off. Do you think you want to go the extra mile? For Jill? She’d be super grateful.”
That was asking too much. Still didn’t change I was about the weakest person here and had no backup. “We’ll see,” was the correct answer in these cases.
“Good. Glad to hear it!”
a) Jill will win like she planned.
b) Jill will lose but has a backup plan.
c) An audience too big to be contained arrives.
d) A fight between Kathy and Lady derails everything.
e) Juniper is adamant on giving up, no matter the consequences.
Both get resolved next part.
1) Carmen almost gets away with it, but the stick drops to the ground at the worst of times.
2) They notice from the start what’s going on. They mess with Carmen, who loves it even if she doesn’t say.
3) The game is between only Erika and Carmen, using the audience as a prop more than anything else.
4) Carmen takes the initiative for once and starts dirty talking, freaking some people out.
5) Aria steals the attention inadvertently, embarrassing herself in public.
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>>2337828 I'm feeling pretty strongly A on this one. Jill's got a plan to keep things safe and it'd be better to see this played straight than subverted.
No strong opinions on Carmen though, so I'll just vote -5 because whichever way it goes this should be Carmen's time.
Also, with the thread already mostly compiled I can add this update in pretty quickly, so just let me know when you're ready to close the vote.
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>>2337828 A as Yawn stated seems like a smooth progression. But D has also its charms, considering Lady just tries to play it "safe" her own way. So essentially we got 2 entirely different aproches to "not let it all go out of " control""
Voting for D, essentially letting someone else decide between the 2 paths.
1 would be hilarious and gives Carmen the kick she needs. Im not sure if she really would take the initiative as in 4 though, so just voting 1.
But honestly, as long its not 5 this time, everythings fine ;)
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I'm going to go d and -5. I love our catgirl but this is Carmen's limelight.
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>>2338161 Pastebin of this thread for D1 is
https://pastebin.com/dsADwZmn Sadpanda is a shock to me too, but I've heard of data hoarders with backups and stuff and with a community response like this I doubt much will be truly lost. At the same time though it's the end of an era and whatever shows up to replace it won't be quite the same. It always hurts to lose something you value, so don't worry about what you're feeling being unreasonable.
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>>2338498 >>2338498 >>2338498 See you all there. This is it, the closing.
