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CYOA /e/ general #4. Post stories, post votes, post images.

Latest story: Camp of Dares. Previous thread: >>2196625 reached image limit.

Archived parts of the story (Pastebin):

Part 1: j33PCQMC
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Part 3: PG6Y5C6U

WARNING: This story is over 175 000 words long and growing. Catching up takes a while.

List of characters so we don't lose track: enpApgsp

A girl in her late teens visits a summer camp. Her roommates start a game of dares that progressively get more extreme as time goes on. The protagonist finds out The Game is being used by a young witch as a way to garner Ritualistic Power. As the price for her silence, the protagonist is given a potion that gives her superhuman agility and senses, but turned her into a cat-girl.
The cat-girl's first romantic interest has rejected her, despite ending up as good friends. Join us in a populated world in which your actions have future consequences in an /e/ centered adventure long enough than most novels which isn't even half done!
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>>2201766
A few points!

1) The content of the story has basically no restrictions other than what might be seen on /d/. In the end anything goes as long as the audience wants it to. Make your suggestions and you'll see them eventually implemented, although don't get mad if people don't vote for them. The story mainly focus on /e/ content (mostly ENF) but if you cannot tolerate /u/, beware!

2) We are still in an imageboard. People may vote at their leisure with a single post, but votes containing images will count double. Images are encouraged to have something to do with the situation the story is dealing with at the moment, but any good ol' pair of titties will do.

3) We need for 5 different people voting to continue the story. This number is liable to change at any time depending on the size of the audience. Updates will be posted 5 or so hours after the last vote is reached (usually less) unless author is sleeping.

4) Story will end mid July due to IRL. Author is looking for a replacement who can keep it going!
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I crawled under the table, and lightly tapped Erika’s knees.

“Let me in,” I demanded.

Erika undid the knot of her towel and extended a side without separating it from her important areas as to not flash herself in the middle of the cafeteria; we already had that front covered quite well. I sneaked inside from under and covered us both.

Taking off Medea’s dress while sitting on Erika’s lap and still trying to keep our bodies hidden was a lot of fun. I had to stop using my own hands because Erika and I kept getting on each other’s way when we couldn’t see what we were doing; so she did all the work. I felt like a puzzle box.

Thankfully Medea didn’t seem to mind – that much – that we took unnecessarily long undressing me because Erika and I were fooling around. I allowed myself to come out of Erika’s towel dangerously close to expose my breasts again to give the clothes back, hoping that counted for something.

“Jesus Fuck!” exclaimed Erika, making Carmen frown, once I was finally nude. “Lisa was right. You’re are so WARM!” she tightly hugged me, making an involuntary squeak escape my lungs. “Where you this warm yesterday?”

“I told you,” confirmed Lisa, “she’s a little radiator. Oh! And I called dibs on her long ago for the night, you got that?”

“And she purrs!” Erika noted.
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“She forgets to keep doing it every ten minutes or so. Rub her pussy once or twice and she’s good to go for another ten,” Lisa recommended.
I did not know what made the purring go off or what made it stop; but I knew Lisa was mistaken and I took offense she thought it was something exclusively sexual. Patting my head would do just fine.

Erika was excited about her new discovery of my body warmth, despite not being the first time I shared my heat with her. We were pretty close to each other during our march to the lake, and I even hugged her when we kissed in front of Dan’s friend. The only thing that had changed is that now I was sitting on her.

“Sorry, Lisa, I’m going to keep her,” Erika annoyingly squealed in baby talk, she kept rubbing her arms over my body. “If you want Aria you’re going to have to fight me for her.”

“I had already called dibs on her!” repeated herself Lisa. Erika was joking, but Lisa got actually upset. “She’s still my slave, in case you hadn’t noticed. I’m being nice and lending her to you just while we’re eating.”

And speaking of eating, I was hungry. If I was back outside I would have at least sniffed the cat bowl. Both Erika and I were in a though position to get up and join the line with a tray; Carmen offered to help so long as she got to put her skirt back on its place.

“Shit, sorry; I forgot!” Erika laughed. “So you’ve really been showing your ass all this time? I didn’t even notice!”
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Carmen grunted and huffed, but got calmer once she removed the pin keeping her skirt up from behind. She gave us a short list of what she remembered the kitchen to have, further aided by Lisa; and then stood up to get us something.

“Aria, put your throat to my ear. I want to hear it from close,” Erika asked.

Medea, who had been very quiet ever since Erika had started praising me, longingly sighed, poking with her fork at her plate. Lisa also noticed, and asked her what was wrong.

“Oh, nothing is wrong. I was merely thinking back on a few documentaries I have seen in the past. Cats are remarkably powerful stress relievers, were you aware? They are far more loyal and amicable companions that they are usually credited for. That is without accounting for… a few other special properties they also have,” she monologued for a while longer.

Medea seemed keen on going on, but she was interrupted. Carmen had made a surprisingly fast trip and was already back. The tray clanged on the table and Erika and I had plates put in front of us.

“Chili for Aria and… sorry but they ran out of the pasta with meatballs, Erika. I brought you mac & cheese instead. You were lucky, I also got you a muffin; the last one they had; you’re going to have to share,” Carmen announced, behaving very obligingly.

“Shit, they always run out it,” Erika complained. Medea offered the rest of hers, but Erika declined. “Aria, say ‘ahhh!’” Erika patronized me, grabbing my plate and fork.
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>>2201775
“I can eat on my own,” I growled, getting tired of getting treated like a baby with so many people still paying attention at our table like they expected more free shows.

“Not without getting out of the towel, you can’t. Say ‘ahhh!’”

a) Duke’s friend texted him a while ago interesting stuff was going on at the cafeteria. He’s on his way.
b) A neighboring table of girls think Aria’s group is calling too much attention.
c) Lisa keeps interrupting Aria’s meal.
d) Jill and Kathy (mean girl at showers) sit on the table.
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>>2201776
B. As much as D would be fun, I'm hoping our next meeting with Jill can be its own thing instead of part of another thing.
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>>2201776
C
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>>2201776
B, I'm curious where this will go
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>>2201776
B. Just a thought, but Aria should hang out with more mean girls. as a change of pace. Not every girl in the camp should love Aria. It would be great if Aria had to hang out with a girl that was mean to her. That would be refreshing to see.
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>>2201776
B+C

>>2201768
Since umm no one else is stepping up, I'd be willing to finish the story once you leave. I have experience running RPGs in WoD, so I have a decent handle on the system you are working with. I wouldn't be able to update nearly as often as you (once or twice a day would probably be the most I could do). But I'd be willing to do it.
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>>2201776
C.
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>>2201838
You are a true hero Kogekisaru.
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>>2201776
C
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>>2201776
Anti-A
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>>2201838
I'm very glad to hear that. Once July rolls in I'll fill you up in everything that's been going on. WoD is not necessarily a system you have to use; it's just my background and thus what I work with. I'll probably leave around day 10-11 depending on how things go.

>>2201832
Noted. A few groups fit the ticket. We can manage something.

>>2201776
We had a whole table for the five of us; unless the whole camp wanted to eat at the same time, there was always plenty of space to spare. Erika and Lisa were side by side. Carmen and Medea were in front of them. Of course, I was sitting on Erika.

Getting spoon-fed, despite being humiliating, was not a big deal. The big deal was that Erika had her hands busy trying to feed me at the same time as herself, and I had mine occupied keeping closed the towel that covered us both. This was a contrast to Lisa, whose hands were all too free since she was done with her meal soon after I started mine – Lisa had two hotdogs, and she ate them very… inappropriately – was fishing around for a new use for them.

Erika didn’t stop Lisa from little by little wiggling her butt to get closer to us, and had very little to say about a hand trying to sneak into the towel.

“Damn it all to hell, let her eat in peace,” petitioned Erika while I was chewing and trying to keep Lisa’s hand out.

Lisa didn’t answer, and Erika didn’t ask again. Try as I might, I was at a disadvantage against Lisa on account of not being able to do sudden or wide movements to combat hers. The dreaded hand got inside after a silent struggle and found its way into my left thigh. She teased me, slowly moving the hand towards where I didn’t want it to be.

Seeing no escape, and no one doing anything about it, I had no option but to let it go. Just as I opened my mouth to receive another spoonful of chili, Lisa made me yelp and almost spit my food by choosing that moment to dive her hand into my crotch.
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>>2201878
“She’s your slave and all, but if that hand goes a few inches lower and starts messing with my stuff, I’m kicking your ass,” Erika warned.

It was unnecessary to say. Lisa was far too entertained playing with me to consider Erika; those strong fingers started digging into me and I was trapped trying to stay upright and not shift my weigh to not bother Erika, keeping the towel closed at all times with my hands, and trying to deal with the new unwelcome sensations Lisa was making me experience.

Having to deal with two different girls using a mouth each was too distracting. I could only do one of those things at once. As Lisa got more comfortable into her position, Erika struggled more with hers. Just a few seconds before I suspected Erika was going to do something about it, I heard a voice from behind.

“Isn’t it disgusting? How some whores can keep their clothes on and their legs closed for two seconds?”

The table that was right behind me was exclusively female, and had been snickering and deriding us ever since I was naked beneath the table. It was just one of the many voices to silence around the room, since we had caused quite a commotion so opinions like these were inevitable. This comment was, however, the first in a volume such that was audible not only to me, and for a reason.

Lisa easily ignored them, continuing to tease me. Erika did have a notable reaction, and stopped focusing on Lisa, even stopping to eat.

“I know. It’s also kind of sad; how their crackwhore moms didn’t love them enough and now they have to make the rest of us lose your appetite by flaunting their whore holes for some attention.”

They were probably just trying to voice their disapproval of our choices of dress and the constant effect of the dares we had proposed to one another. However, Erika just wasn’t one to keep quiet when taunted, or the kind to lose in confrontations.
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>>2201879
“Whoops!” Erika exclaimed with exaggeration as she arched a good chunk of mac & cheese behind us. From the sound of it, it landed on someone’s plate.

“What the fuck is your problem?” a girl immediately turned to face Erika, who didn’t turn.

“Excuse me; I had a crackwhore for a mother. She didn’t teach me table manners,” Erika mocked, and flung some more food away, this time nailing the offended girl right in the nose. She had a haircut very similar to mine; but was kind of chunky.

Three girls behind us immediately stood up at the same time, a fourth one shortly afterwards.

“Do you want to start something, whore?” the one who had made the first comment said; it was redhead with green eyes and a ton of freckles, tall-ish but rather skinny.

Lisa got her hand from out of the towel, finally giving my vagina some breathing room. Even if I had been made wet by the persistence of the stimulation, I wasn’t particularly inclined for more sexual encounters of any kind in the nearby future.

“Go back to your place and shut your dick-holster of a mouth,” instructed Erika to the redhead. “Believe me, cunt. You don’t want any of this.”

a) The girls leave and Aria’s group returns to the cabin.
b) Cat fight! Cat fight! Cat fight!
c) Sudden reinforcements arrive out of nowhere to assist Erika, who’s got herself four new slaves.
d) Lisa drives the girls away with the power of love. Or something vaguely similar.
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>>2201880
B, literal and metaphorical, and with those razor claws we could easily see some skin from them.
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>>2201880
B
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>>2201880
B. Let them fight!
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>>2201880
C
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>>2201880
A
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>>2201880
B. Hopefully not too bloody. I'm sure Erika and Aria could end a fight pretty quickly.
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>>2201880
The redhead grabbed some of the food on her plate, and I could see almost in slow motion how she tried flinging it to Erika with very girly mannerisms. Before the redhead could complete her action, Erika quickly grabbed her forearm, and pulled hard. Erika was still sitting and had me over her; her anchor point was extremely solid and thus the redhead quavered and tripped. Erika received such trip with a brutal and unfeminine head-butt to the nose, officially starting the fight.

Knowing that sitting was no longer an option, Erika hurried to her feet. “No! Wait! Wait!” I insistently bleated, but she ignored me. She had thrown her towel behind in a grandiose fashion like a fighter removing a cape, leaving us both bare.

Our table had never quite faded from attention, but now we were at the center of it all again. A naked beauty had just struck down another girl with a head-butt, and a girl with cat ears was crouching just beside, trying to get ignored.

Erika’s fearless maneuver had intimidated two of the other girls, who struck back; but the thicker one who had still some cheese on her mouth from Erika’s latest fling shouted a war cry and charged the whole one and a half yards that separated them.

What happened next was one of the most impressive feats I had seen to date. Erika high-jumped and at the same time grabbed the head of the rushing girl, using both momentums to launch a powerful strike with the knee, again to the nose, of her opponent. Despite the nudity of Erika being the main attraction right now, the cafeteria in unison cringed in pain with an ‘OOOFF!’

The thick girl fell to her back, gracelessly quaking the floor, no doubt knocked out cold. That had been a complete and utter domination from Erika’s part; good thing I was not in her bad side; but I bet Lisa reconsidered a few things upon just watching what happened.

Cheering immediately followed, but Erika didn’t want any more of it.
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>>2201937
“What are you fuckers staring at?” she taunted the loving crowd, and grabbed her towel to cover herself.

“Wait!” I cried, forced to come out naked from under the table to get to Erika, who despite the awful mood she was in, let me in. I purred thankfully.

Being a very obvious matter of affairs; Lisa, Carmen and Medea all followed us, ready to leave the dining area. As we were walking trying to dodge and get away from pestering observers, we heard a shout behind.

“You forgot something, bitch!” and my plate of unfinished chili rushed past us, missing Erika’s head by a fair margin.

The three still conscious girls stepped forward. I recognized one of them; Sue, I had met her at the showers, but she didn’t look nearly as happy or complacent right now. The redhead led them with a bloody nose.

“Fight! Fight! Fight!” the mob chanted, immediately forming a well-sized circle for the contenders to move around. Erika cracked her knuckles under the towel.

“I… Terribly sorry, but as you can plainly see I am not much of an asset in physical confrontations,” Medea excused herself, panicking. In what could be perceived as cowardice, she retreated and made the crowd let her through so she could get away.

“Medea, wait!” Lisa followed, but thinking on my feet, I risked again exposing my body in front of way too many people and reached out to remove Lisa’s sweater that she had loosely tied around her hips to cover her buttocks. Lisa didn’t stop and enough people ogled at her newly exposed thong for me to use the chance to wear the cloth I had just snatched. Lisa was much taller than me, so the black sweater comfortably covered me down to the middle of my thighs, although the sleeves got in the way.

“I really don’t want to get dragged into this,” Carmen stressed, but stood her ground behind Erika. With Lisa and Medea gone, now we were three on three. Sue, the redhead a brunette with makeup on versus Erika, Carmen and me.
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>>2201938
Our opponents started to circle around, and for whatever reason we imitated them. Erika used the chance to fix her towel, making a knot now that I was not under it. After several taunts and insults, one of which particularly hurtful to little people like myself and another particularly offensive for people of Mexican heritage, the fight divided.

The redhead jumped at Erika, Carmen tried getting away from the conflict but was cut off by the brunette. Sue meanwhile calmly walked to meet me with a grim smile.

“Do we really have to fight?” I begged. I got no response, but dodged a hand that had aimed to grab me by the hair.

Why couldn’t we all get along?

//Sue VS Aria. Balanced, can go either way.

a) Aria stays on the defensive, dodging and slowly cutting away Sue’s clothes.
b) Aria goes wildcat on Sue (reveals Aria’s nature to the crowd).
c) Aria gets pinned down and stripped (no more mere glimpses, crowd sees where tail comes from.

//Carmen VS brunette (Ruth Gamble). Ruth is in favor, but neither is a fighter.

1) Regular catfight, both pull and tear hair and clothes apart.
2) Carmen wins and dominates Ruth.
3) Ruth wins and dominates Carmen.

//Erika VS redhead (Maude Bayer). No way is Erika losing, just not happening.

I) Erika gets her towel pulled away; she gets mad (Maude’s face is made into a bloody mess).
II) Erika quickly dispatches Maude and goes assist Aria (combos differently depending a, b or c).
III) Erika humiliates Maude after stripping her.
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>>2201939
A1I
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>>2201939
A1III

I'm surprised no one in the crowd is yelling 'Worldstar!'
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>>2201939
A. Would like to see Aria put those claws to use.

3. Those mean girls should have a least one win out of three right? Besides is it not established that Carmen is developing little bit into a masochist (not that I mind if that changes)

lll. More enf the better.
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>>2201939
A
1
III
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>>2201939
A, 3, I + III
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A 3 III, the fight will be better for not being one-sided.
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>>2201939
B 2 I
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>>2201939
A 1 III
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>>2201942
Let's say there's someone who is. There's enough people to statistically expect someone to.

>>2201939
Sue tried to grab my hair again, and I dodged, again. It was very easy, even in the limited area that was the circle at least two dozen people had enclosed us six in.

“I’m sorry, but your friend shouldn’t have been rude to Erika! You made her mad!” I tried to reason.

That and several other attempts I made, but Sue seemed deaf to all of them, focused on grabbing me. In one instance I got cornered and she managed to grab my tail, which came from under my sweater, while I sneaked between her legs. In a reflex, I twisted and scratched. Sue shrieked and hissed, but let go of my tail.

Sue was wearing a pink knife-pleated miniskirt, matching color panties from what I just saw. On her upper body, she had a white shirt and a tiny cream cardigan that I had just ruined by leaving three surprising slices over. Looking at my hands, there were still cream and white strings over them. Had I even torn the shirt below? Just how sharp were my nails?

“You bitch!” Sue cursed, probably mad about her sweater, and lunged.

I let her get a lot closer this time, so I could just test what I could do. I ducked and clawed twice; I wasn’t as fast as I wanted to be, so Sue got me by the hair. One her skirt came undone and fell to her knees, she cutely shrieked and let go off me so she could cover.
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>>2201975
“Should we stop them? The short one’s got a knife, I think. She cut the other one’s skirt!”

Not a knife, I had ten. The confusion was understandable since the sleeves for the huge sweater I was wearing obscured my hands most of the time.

“Are you done now?” I said to Sue. I expected it to be a proposal of peace, but it came out more as a taunt.

Pulling her shirt down to cover the front part of her panties, Sue started kicking. Seeing she stood no chance of ever hitting me, she was forced to switch to using her height advantage again to try and catch me. While I was happy she had finally come to terms to let the crowd see her pink panties with a bear printing in on the back, I decided to take it a bit further and sneaked out of a bear hug she attempted to use my finger in a quick downwards slice.

Sue soon realized what I had just done, but not the crowd. In a blind rage, she was forced to press her attack and that’s when her bra fell to the floor under her torn shirt. Since she refused to learn her lesson, I was forced to go to the extremes by cutting just one side of her panties to see how she reacted.

Amusingly, Sue took a few seconds to notice and her blonde pubes were displayed for a bit meanwhile. She let out a piercing scream that was deafened by the crowd and crouched to cover. Sue did not stand back up. I had won.

Erika did not seem to have any trouble in her front. From the start everyone had noticed an overwhelming advantage favoring her. Erika had slapped the redhead twice, hard in the face; who ineffectively flailed her arms while crying without accomplishing anything at all.
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>>2201976
With ease, Erika grabbed her opponent, forced her around, and then snuck a strong pair of hands under the redhead’s hands to do the mother of all wedgies. Erika just wouldn’t let go, and kept pulling upwards and upwards. A light blue pair or panties were deformed beyond all recognition as the redhead cried and shrieked in what must have been a pretty intense pain. It got crazy when the leg openings of the freckled redhead’s underwear began to show and Erika changed her grip there so she could keep pulling like she was a strongman lifting a barbell.

The torture didn’t end until the panties snapped, twice. The redhead collapsed and writhed in pain, holding her crotch and uttering a silent scream.

Carmen wasn’t doing so hot. She and her opponent had grappled to the floor very early on their fight, and as they tumbled Carmen’s lack of underwear became very apparent. The brunette fighting Carmen got an advantage as she managed to somehow sit on Carmen’s face and hold her arms down. All Carmen could do was kick around to the delight of the crowd who could most certainly see Carmen’s vag.

Just when I had more or less made up my mind to help her, I suffered a similar fate as my sweater was lifted from the back. Sue had sneaked behind me when I was distracted and with the crowd cheering and shouting there was no hearing her coming.

Unable to cover myself, but with my arms held, I had been held immobile with my vulva barely covered by my struggling legs. Sue and her stupid buck teeth and braces mocked my predicament behind me until she unexpectedly got kicked right across the face. Sue released me and got disoriented for a second, no doubt caught off-guard by my prodigious flexibility.
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>>2201978
Once my clothes were back into place, and starting to tear up due to shame and rage, I retaliated by giving Sue the death of a thousand cuts. She had at some point picked up the broken side of her panties and tied it back together. I undid that real quick. I pressed and slowly shredded everything she had on her. Her cardigan was the first to go, when her shirt starting growing shorter, Sue realized she was in trouble and actually started to retreat. I used the chance to cleanly slice her from the back, leaving her topless in front of the mob.

I caught the running Sue by grabbing the side of her dangling panties. “If you move, I pull them down,” I threatened, and finally got her to stay still. I crouched, ready to punish her for disobeying her at the smallest pretense, and gave myself the luxury to look around.

Carmen was still in trouble. The brunette was now sitting on Carmen’s back in a reverse cowgirl position, but with Carmen facing down. The brunette had lifted Carmen’s skirt and continued to tambourine on the glutes underneath having somehow immobilized Carmen’s arms using the legs.

The redhead still had it worse, though. She still must have been hurting from the wedgie, but Erika was relentless. The poor redhead had her pants pulled down to her knees, and was prostrated with her chest down and her bottom up, to exhibit her pussy to the crowd. Erika was right beside with a spatula held high. The redness of the bottom Erika was kindly displaying to the public evidenced a very powerful spanking session. Erika was now holding a poll.

“Pussy!”

“No, ass; the ass!”

“The pussy, do the pussy!”
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>>2201979
In the end, apparently ‘ass’ won, and Erika obeyed her adoring audience and the redhead grunted and cried as she had a spatula, the side of the handle first of course, forcefully inserted into her.

Trying to use my distraction to her advantage, Sue tried getting away. As I warned I would do, I pulled what remained of her underwear down and she tripped, finally naked.

Carmen had just had her skirt removed and the brunette above was having a great time grabbing and pulling Carmen’s pubes, making her scream. Nothing to worry, though. Erika was currently heading to help our only losing member while the redhead who started all of this was left panting on the ground with phones flashing all around her taking pictures of her new spatula tail.

a) Erika parades the girls naked to make a point.
b) The brunette who won her fight (Ruth) makes a run for it’s up to Aria to stop her.
c) Erika has the girls tied down with their legs spread, making into makeshift furniture for the cafeteria until someone lets them go.
d) Erika plays the role of a merciful master and decides the beating is good enough.
e) Erika uses them as punching bags for a while, and teaches Carmen how to throw a punch.
f) Any other punishment you want Erika to give.
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a
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>>2201980
G, tie them wooden horse style on an upturned bench/table, until someone lets them go.
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>>2201985
Or I guess that would be F, whatever you get the idea.
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>>2201980
A
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>>2201980
A.
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>>2201980
F. Like Kogekisaru said >>2201985, Also I would like the three of them to be on one bench together. I mean there is plenty of ripped up clothes to use for bindings.
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>>2201980
>>2201985
This F
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>>2201980
>>2201985
>>2202010
Agreed, F with their clothes shredded for bindings.
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>>2201980
A
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>>2201980
>>2201985
F
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>>2201980
The brunette let go of Carmen as soon as Erika came from behind and pulled Carmen’s tormentor hair. It was not the feminine cat-fight hair pull you would expect to see. Erika got a good grip near the scalp and threw the brunette to the hard floor, no doubt forcing her breath out as she crashed.

The fight between this new opponent and Erika was over a second after it began. Erika literally put her foot down. “You bitches are going to regret this, you can bet your tits to that,” Erika assured.
It was a given that Erika had an absolute right as of what would be done with the girls that fought us. The crowd recognized her authority and with her usual assertiveness and natural charisma she directed people to do what she wanted done.

The remaining perpetrator, the one who got Carmen good, was stripped. We could also count as the last perpetrator the girl who got knocked out cold at the very beginning, but she was long gone. She had come about sometime during the fight and had bailed, leaving her friends behind. In any case, the brunette who humiliated Carmen didn’t look half-bad naked. She had very well-sized tits and an equally prodigious butt. Her pubes were a bit darker than the hair on her head, but if it was up to me I would say the carpet matched the drapes.

With the whole cafeteria working for Erika, we got done pretty soon. I was on cloth-shredding duty. Most of what the girls had worn got immediately torn to make improvised ropes with. Erika kept the redhead’s, whose name was Maude, jeans even if they didn’t fit very well; and the brunette’s panties were taken by the crowd, probably one boy kept them.

We had to use the rustic wooden tables outside because the lunchroom tables on the inside were attached to their benches. A single, flipped table would be Erika’s vengeance. The offending girls were put in a line to be served in order.
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>>2202044
The first one was of course, the redhead Maude Bayer, with her driving license held to her right nipple on a clothesline pin. She had dried blood all below her nostrils and reddened eyes. She had freckles all over the upper part of her naked body and very curly and tick auburn pubic hair. Of course, sticking out of her rear was a spatula.

Maude walked to her punishment with relative dignity. Her hands were tied behind her back just as the rest of her friends.

“Pussy to the table,” commanded Erika, and Maude stepped forward.

With her crotch facing to the edge of the wooden table, Maude voluntarily rode the improvised torture mechanism and flinched. Of course, not doing voluntarily would incur in something worse.

It was just like the wedgie Erika was giving her, just never ending. A hard piece of wood was digging on Maude’s already reddened pussy by her own weight. Carmen and I hurried to Maude’s side to bend her knees and tie them so she could just barely use her tippy-toes to touch the ground. She was now stuck there until someone untied her.

“Next,” called Erika. Sue stepped forward, still crying. I was a little disappointed she actually had a nice body; since I expected to be able to ridicule her for anything other than her bad teeth. “Pussy to the table.”

Sue hesitated only for a second, and then complied. When Sue’s vagina felt the weight of her upper body, she squealed like a pig, and it was up to Carmen and me to make her stop so we could tie her down. She ended up making things worse for herself, as we had to push her forward with her pussy already to the table to make space for the last contestant.
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>>2202045
“Last,” Erika called; it was the brunette’s turn. She said her name was Ruth and just after she had been stripped naked Carmen had plucked her pubes non-stop, getting rid of close to a third of the whole stuff. The end result was that Ruth’s mons pubis was really red.

Ruth was the odd one out. She was the one to win her match, and she was the one not stepping forward. Ignoring the fact that she was naked and had her hands tied, she tried running away wailing like a toddler. Erika easily caught her even without the help of the people watching. Obviously a further punishment was in order; but Erika hadn’t thought of one. I pitched in and my idea was well received.

Ruth was tied just in front of Maude. Carmen and I tied their waists together and forces their crotches to touch, then carefully – we didn’t want to strangle anyone – also secured their necks so they couldn’t separate.

“If you don’t move you’re going to hurt yourselves,” Erika warned. “Move around or you’ll never get enough lubrication to get through this.”

And with our three enemies forced to masturbate to a wooden table to alleviate their pain as a crowd watched, laughed and took plenty of footage, out job was done.

a) Further torture the girls.
b) Bring Sue back as a slave (she was the tamest).
c) Head back to the cabin and rest (skip to night, it’s nearly 5 o’clock).
d) Head back to the cabin, Aria receives a call from Jill.
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>>2202046
B+D, I like the idea of Lisa's slave having a slave of her own, and I've been looking forward to meeting up with Jill since we last saw her. Somehow I don't think Jill will object to Sue's predicament.
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>>2202046
A
until crying make beg to stop
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>>2202046
B+D
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>>2202046
B+D
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>>2202046
B
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>>2202046
Just D
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>>2202046
“That’s what you get, bitch!” Carmen shrilled at the suffering trio, although most likely just to Ruth.

The girls were easy to rile up and were quick to answer back with pretty racist comments. They had been defeated and humiliated beyond measure; no doubt in this single instance they would be more easily recognizable to everyone than me despite my recent tennis match and my constant insistency to end up exposed or exposing someone in public. The remaining week of the camp would probably not be all that fun to them.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Sue screamed at the top of her lungs in tears instead of using her breath to berate us, barely making herself heard while a guy had the courage to step up and pinched her nipple.

“Now, that’s a first,” commented Erika. Now that she was wearing pants she looked far more confident.

Erika was right. The other girls had done nothing other than cursing and insulting us at every opportunity, not getting tired of saying we would regret this. The closer they had done to atonement was crying pathetically, a move that just didn’t work on Erika if one was foolish enough to enrage her. Sue was the first to actually apologize.

“What do you say, guys?” Erika asked aloud. “Do we let this one go? Show some mercy?”

The answer was unanimously negative, but Erika had already made up her mind. She started untying the bindings Carmen and I had done, never minding the booing and jeering received.

“Tell me, sorry girl, why should I let you go?” Erika put Sue on the spot. Sue felt much better being able to use her legs held support more weight from her vagina.

“Tie her back down!”
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>>2202389
“Shut up, Larry,” Erika silenced a guy, and then turned back to Sue. “Well?”

“I’ll do whatever you want, don’t tie me down again!” Sue used her only bargaining chip while desperately wailing.

Erika pondered about it for a short while. People wanted her to decline Sue and made it very readily obvious; soon forgetting that Erika had been de-facto granted authority as the judge and executioner and until now it had been up to her to do whatever she wanted to do.

“Alright, I’ll cut you a break,” Erika pronounced, causing widespread disgruntling. “Your ass is mine now. You got that? You go against me but once and you’re tied back here, with weights on your ankles instead of ropes.”

Sue effusively nodded, accepting the conditions proposed while Carmen reluctantly – she was also of the opinion that we should leave them all to suffer there – helped her down from our improvised wooden horse. Surprisingly, even Maude and Ruth were against the idea, and called Sue very mean things for apparently being left off the hook, while still refusing to beg for forgiveness themselves, despite of currently being forced to rub their pussies together.

“Have fun with the other two, you fuckers; this one’s mine!” Erika boomed, doing the bird with each hand as a way of saying good-bye.

The circle of people closed behind us as we left. It looked like the crowd had not seen enough pain yet and were going to do something about it. Sue looked back and gulped, probably grateful at least that was not her problem anymore.

“Put your hands behind your head, don’t try to hide anything,” Erika had instructed to our new slave. Sue was not tied by her hands anymore. The reason was probably Erika actually giving Sue the chance to go against us, which was a trap Sue did not spring.
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>>2202391
Sue was our vanguard. She slowly walked ahead of us, turning her naked body to people that passed us so they could get a better look as per Erika’s instructions. Carmen tested ordering something herself and since Erika didn’t go against it, Sue obeyed.

“D-do you like my pussy?” Sue approached a guy going in the opposite direction as us.

“W-what?” the guy distractedly asked. He almost missed the naked girl for being looking at his phone.

“My pussy, do you like it? Please tell me you do!” begged Sue, more scared than embarrassed.

“Yeah, sure,” the guy looked down to admire it, finally leaving the phone alone.

“Would you like a souvenir?” Sue obligingly asked next. “You can take… a hair.”

“Shit, really?”

“Or a bundle, whatever you want,” offered Carmen. “Just grab some them already.”

“Sheesh, alright, alright!”

The guy caressed the vulva offered to him, but at the end only took a single strand of blonde pubic hair, disappointing Carmen, but making Sue shudder as it was taken away. Another souvenir was taken in form of a close up picture, followed up by one of Sue’s crying face. Sue was lucky we only encountered one other person on the way to the cabin, and she didn’t want any pubes; although she was forced to ask affirmatively that she liked Sue’s pussy because of Sue’s insistence to fish for the answer, motivated by what Carmen had promised if anyone ever said ‘no’ to the question.

“Do we… let her in?” I wondered in front of our door, not sure of what Erika wanted Sue for.

“Sure, whatever,” Erika dismissed. “I’m bored of her. It’s all yours now,” she told Carmen and I. “Free her, eat her out, hang her upside down; I don’t care.”
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>>2202394
“You have a bunch of missed calls,” Lisa told me as I stepped in. Medea was on her bed, she dramatically apologized for not being able to be of any assistance in the fight and Erika readily forgave her. “Who is her?” Lisa inquired, very interested in the naked girl with her hands behind her neck being pushed around by Carmen.

“My new toy,” Carmen disclosed. “Want to play?”

I checked my phone; it was over my bed instead of under the pillow where I had left it. It indeed had a bunch of missed calls from the same unknown number, each call twenty or so minutes apart.

“I grabbed your phone for a little while,” Lisa confessed, reminding me that I had to change the unlocking pattern, “I took a few pictures and a video for you. Enjoy.” Or maybe not.

“Why is Carmen… manually trimming that person’s womanhood?” Medea wondered, coming down from her bunk to greet me.

“Oh, she’s going through a phase,” I answered, fairly certain that such was the case; although I guessed Medea’s true question was ‘why and how Carmen got a slave?’ “Give me a sec.”

I called the unknown number that had insistently tried to contact me. I put it in speaker while I changed; mostly because I didn’t want to be rude to Medea and exclude her after she had come down to say hello.

“Aria? I thought you might have lost your phone or something,” Jill’s voice greeted me. “I told you I would call.”

“Sorry, lots of things happened.”
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>>2202395
“I bet! I had a few friends who were at the cafeteria. They sent me pictures. Did you get into a fight? Sorry, but someone recorded you when the other girl pulled up your sweater.”

I grunted and my face flared up. Even though I still only had my panties on, I walked up to Sue and without saying a word, I plucked one of her pubic hairs myself. Carmen didn’t seem to mind the interruption.

“Anyway, I wanted to meet up,” Jill continued in her electronic voice. “What time works for you?”

a) Aria will wake up early tomorrow to meet Jill at the courts.
b) Aria does not want to meet Jill at all, and instead torments Sue.
c) Aria goes to Jill’s cabin right away.
d) Aria first goes and fetches Elmira before going to Jill. A deal is a deal, and Elmira did get naked for it.
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>>2202396
D. Aria keeps to her deals
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>>2202396
A+D, it is good to keep promises, but there is nothing pressing
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>>2202396
D, I may think that Elmira has better potential as an enemy, but we should still be honest in our deals.
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>>2202396
B rape sue
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>>2202396
D
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>>2202400
Agreed with A+D. We have more pressing matters. What time does the game start each night, or is it semi random when the girls get together?


Also I've been forgetting to namefaq it up.
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>>2202420
Earliest has been 8 PM, later was two days ago past midnight. Semirandom.

D is happening, now just a question if it's pure D or D+A.

I'll let an hour or two to decide, if no consensus is reached we'll do D with options to do either A or C down the line.
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>>2202398
>>2202426
Well in that case, A+D works for me. Aria's all tuckered out from a day of physical activity and molestation, better to meet Jill after we've gotten some rest. And in the meantime we can get to the dares early tonight, so the rest of the camp is more awake and we aren't short on time.
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Any chance we can get a vote on Carmen ordering Sue to play the game with us? I'd love to see more people join, both to keep things interesting and to Medea with whatever she is doing.
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>>2202431
Hmm, perhaps with her turns transferred to Carmen or Erika? I like it.
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>>2202429
Works for me.

>>2202431
Sounds too fun to let pass. We'll work something out, like >>2202432, I'll give the option next part.
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>>2202396
D+A
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>>2202396
It had been a long day, about as crazy as exhausting as yesterday.

“How about we see each other tomorrow morning?” I tiredly proposed to Jill, buttoning up my shirt.

“I’m down at the tennis courts every day after eight. Wear one of the uniforms you got from Melanie. She’s more or less your size,” finished Jill.

“Sounds good to me,” I had time to say before Jill hung up.

I remembered something, and still pantsless jumped to Erika’s bed to open the window. Erika playfully poked my sides to make me flinch. I just ignored her.

“So, she just… has a tail?” Sue alarmingly panted behind me.

“You hadn’t noticed?” Lisa derogatively mocked, while playing with Sue’s breasts. “She was naked at the cafeteria. And didn’t we see you at the showers this morning?”

“I didn’t know it was… actually coming out of her, ahh!” Sue clarified and then yelped as Carmen kept plucking her crotch bald.

The clothes that I had made Melanie take off earlier were not outside at the side of the cabin, where I had left them. I asked around the girls, but no one had seen them. It wasn’t all that surprising; the clothes were left there for hours. I still had Jill’s and Melanie’s dirty uniforms, though.

“Are the ears real, too?” Sue kept trying to satisfy her curiosity as being played with.

“I’m going out for a bit,” I announced, finishing dressing up and throwing the sweater I had borrowed of Lisa on her bed. Nobody had anything of importance to say to me, but Medea wished me good luck.
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>>2202465
“Sue, what’s the password for your facebook?” Erika queried comfortably sitting back on her bed meddling with Sue’s phone. “I want to mess with it, maybe post a picture of your ass.”

I exited the cabin and headed for the direction of the lake, to Elmira’s. While I didn’t feel necessarily guilty for leaving Elmira naked to be found by a group of guys she had no way of knowing was coming, I had made a deal with her. If Medea had thought me anything, other than apparently magic is a thing, was that keeping one’s word was admirable and made people trust you.

Elmira was not at her cabin, but one of her friends was. I wasn’t super certain, but her friends at some point might have called her Sam; she said that Elmira was at the offices, watching a movie. I grumbled and sighed in exasperation, but headed right there telling myself that I should start getting people’s numbers.

Despite knowing what Elmira smelled like – dry and kind of faint – that was not an advantage on the movie room. After excusing myself to a bunch of people, one of which was a girl I thought I knew from sight at the pool, I finally found the damned tomboy. Elmira was not happy to see me, for once, she was with Leslie; they had somehow sneaked hot wings in and I stole one without asking for permission.

“What was the big idea, leaving me behind like that?” Elmira understandably recriminated, trying to swat my hand away from her plate unsuccessfully. “I nearly died of shame because of you!”

“But we had a deal, remember? You did that for me, and I introduce you to Jill. What do you say, still interested?” I offered, taking bites at my pilfered spicy slice of goodness. “I already agreed to meet her at the courts in the morning, at eight. Want to come with?”

Elmira noticeably changed her behavior very rapidly. “Y-yeah, I guess that’s the least you can do. So, want me to swing by your cabin twenty minutes before? Just to be sure.”
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>>2202466
“Elmira says your cat ears are real,” Leslie intervened.

“Interesting,” I smiled. “Did she also tell you that she’s going to take off her shorts and panties and give them to the guy behind us if she wants me to invite her, after all?”

After showing Elmira’s cutest part to some fat creep and stealing another hot wing, I retreated since I didn’t like movies about just random guys shooting guns for no reason. I thought about heading to the cafeteria to see if Ruth and Maude were still getting tortured, but I smelled Stone walking around and I avoided her.

Back at the cabin, I discretely checked the pictures Lisa had supposedly taken with my phone. I concluded they were not bad at all. Medea tried sharing me a book she wanted me to read – Bluetooth transfer failed, imagine my shock – and I snuggled besides Erika while satisfyingly watching Sue taking my place as Lisa’s sexual outlet.

Lazily hanging around for a few hours felt great. I was so low-energy afterwards that I even refused to go out for dinner, and was left in charge of Sue, who I made brush my hair. Medea brought me more cat wet food; she insisted that she wasn’t being condescending and that the food was high in protein and calcium. I shared around a fourth of the can with Sue, until I realized that she was taking it as a punishment and not as a kindness.

“You also missed a conversation while we ate,” informed me Medea. “Because of Lisa’s current behavior, the group has agreed to…”

a) Lisa will be substituted by Sue tonight. We don’t want things getting too crazy.
b) Sue will join the circle so there’s less chances the bottle lands on Lisa.
c) Every single dare tonight will be done in tandem with Sue; who will be instructed to keep Lisa at bay.
d) Seven is the next magic number, so someone else will also have to join other than Sue (name her). Whoever it is, she probably will also find out about Aria.
e) Send Sue away, she’s not part of this.
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>>2202467
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B.

C would detract from the impact of the dare for each person (the shame and attention are split and you're not alone so it's not as bad) and it'd only work for dares done fully naked anyways.

I'd have considered inviting Jill for D but not when we've got the next meeting pending for the morning.
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D. Might as well add Elmira since she already knows about Aria being a cat girl. Dares are a party game anyway, so more girls the better. Also it will be fun to see Sue issuing dares as a revenge to her tormentors.
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>>2202467
D. Elmira already knows and is a dyke, maybe leslie too
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>>2202467
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>>2202467
-D, its not that I object to more people, I just don't like Elmira, and don't really care what happens to Sue at this point.
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>>2202498
Sorry, I'm proofreading the thing as we speak. It's done. I'll give you an extra vote next section.
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That's now 3 times I've ignored a vote because they were just a little late. Sorry, but votes necessary to proguress go back to being 6, and tentatively even 7. Apologies to anyone who had their vote taken that way.

>>2202467
“…to have Sue join The Game,” Medea went on. “Obviously, only the two of us are aware of the cause of Lisa’s new tendencies; and yet it was unrealistic to expect anyone other in our coven did. Erika and Carmen both believe that having someone who the group feels no mercy towards will qualm Lisa’s thirst and pour her desires into the unfortunate newcomer.”

“Okay, I guess,” I shrugged. The more people, the less likely I lose. I also had the first turn, so for me it was good news all around.

“However,” Medea continued, “six does not do very well with my… project. May I request your help?”

“Oh, sure. What is it?”

“I need a seventh member. Seven is a good number, maybe even better than five,” Medea vaguely insinuated. I knew better than to ask for details. “Do you happen to know of anyone who can join us in such short notice? The sun is going down and the group is eager to start.”

Someone at my beck and call? I knew of only one such person.

Medea required help with another preparation. We innocently sneaked to the back of the cabin, and Medea showed me a rather obvious patch of recently moved ground.

“I dug this myself,” she boasted. “As you might have noticed, the topography of this whole camp is inherently uneven; thus there exist hollow spaces beneath our building.”

I was already well aware of that. Hollows were very easy to detect by sound. Medea required me to only keep watch. She stripped naked, and began digging herself under the cabin. After several minutes in which I clearly heard her marking something beneath the floor where we always sat to play The Game, Medea emerged being kind of a mess.
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>>2202504
I helped her cover the whole, and made no questions about what she was doing, drawing my own conclusions and keeping them to myself. I dusted Medea off to the best of my abilities and even though she still reeked of dirt, she said that it was convincing enough, wore her clothes, and stepped back inside with me.

Lisa was again messing with my phone, I didn’t ask what she was doing, just took it from her; and made a phone call. It took very little coercing, and within a few minutes the next member of our Game was at the door.

“We… we can dare each other to get naked, right? And t-touching and stuff?” Elmira was already blushed and gulping when I received her. I introduced to the people who didn’t know her and came out with the excuse than ‘the more the merrier’. My tail betrayed me, but it didn’t matter. Erika and Carmen surely figured Elmira served the very same purpose as Sue and were probably on board, and for Lisa that was just another victim to exploit. Sue, of course, didn’t have any input anyone would care about.

Elmira got very excited that we had a nude slave. I had to calm her down and explain how we got it. I was very surprised when Elmira just got her phone out and in a few minutes produced footage of what happened at the cafeteria. Who was she in contact with that could get those on demand?

I was very mortified to see the amount of videos there were of when I ran naked or had my sweater pulled up; at least most were blurry and it wasn’t obvious I had a tail attached to me. Of course I asked Elmira to delete them, but that was a pointless gesture since she could get them from the source whenever she wanted, as could anyone in camp. I buried my face on Erika’s pillow trying not to think that the shape of my private parts was now public knowledge.
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>>2202507
Twenty minutes later The Game officially started. The newcomers were explained the rules, and were warned that it could get pretty extreme and that failing their dare could entail very serious penalty games the group would force upon them; not that Sue had a choice or Elmira didn’t get happier by the second upon hearing that.

Everyone took a sit on the floor, which was getting a little crowded, and I decided to spin Medea’s decanter. I had failed my dare, but had paid with a penalty and thus had the right to declare the next turn.

a) Erika lost. I dare her to strip and kiss me as I touch her. Everyone knows I’m a lesbian in love; who cares anymore?
b) Lisa lost. I dare her to get off to show the newbies what we’re all about. Lisa will probably not care about any dare I could give her. If a little masturbation calms her down, what more could I ask for?
c) Carmen lost. She has to be a bitch for the night. No clothes, always crawling on a leash and she needs a tail.
d) Medea lost. Not wanting to be hard on her, I have her just strip nude.
e) Sue lost. I have her knock on a door – she’ll probably want a cabin for girls on this one – as they answer the door she has to bend over and crouch, shouting ‘FUCK ME, FUCK ME’ at the top of her lungs.
f) Elmira lost. I have her strip nude and cover only her crotch with a hat. She knocks on a cabin with girl, and has to greet them with ‘What’s up babes?’ with as deep a voice as she can do.


//Camp of Dares IS about the dares. Never forget you can suggest your own!
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>>2202508
C with buttplugtail
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B
So Lisa is the next one to dare a girl, for maximum dare power.
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>>2202508
B, both to ease Sue and Elmira into the game and to set up for Lisa giving one of them an exceptionally embarrassing dare next turn.
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>>2202498
>not liking your tomboy waifu
Elmira hasn't been the best, but she isnt an asshole.

Anyways, B.
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>>2202508
I thought I hit update. Well, shit.

B.
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>>2202516
the first thing she did was steal our clothes, hate to say it but of the developed characters I'd say she is probably the second biggest asshole, Duke being number one.
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>>2202516
>>2202518
I've changed my mind on her a little. From our first major encounter with her I got the impression that she would object and be generally bothersome and confrontational every time we tried to lewd her. Since then, we've been able to easily expose her at the lake and at the theater. Now, both of those times we had our connection to Jill hanging over her head, but after tonight there'll be enough precedent to, I suspect, deal with her a lot more easily.

That said, if I had to choose two other people to join us for dares, I'd go with Jill and Melanie. Jill because she's an awesome character and totally fits for this, and Melanie because it would be easy for Jill to drag her along and lewding Melanie is just so rewarding.
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>>2202518
Oh right, I forgot about. To be fair, it was from the showers. Most of the cabin doesn't bring their clothes there for a reason.
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>>2202508
B. Might as well get a dare for Lisa and ease the newbies into the game.
I think it would be a nice addition to the dare, to add that the Lisa can not cum by her own hands and it would be even better if it was for the rest of the night.

I do like C , please save that for later.
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>>2202521
The other thing that rubs me the wrong way with her immediate reaction to try and drive a wedge between Aria and Erika. Jill or the loli witch make much better waifu IMO. Not that my opinion will matter much in a few weeks as I'll be writing not voting.
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>>2202523
No sweat Kogekisaru, couple of characters that I have hated at first, I came to love. Like Carmen and Jill. Maybe given some time Elmira can show some qualities that are lovable.
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>>2202523
Not saying Aria and Elmira should be waifu (I'd vote for Medea every day for that), but she is fun.

I'd say that was more of Elmira trying to get a partner, realizing that Erika was no longer a "threat".
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>>2202518
>>2202519
Elmira is objectively not a nice person, but it is unlikely for Aria to notice. Imagine if Aria was straight and Elmira was the archetypal skinny nerd who can't speak to girls. That's the power Jill and Aria hold over her since they are both very attractive and engage in sexual activity with other females.

For "worse" people than her? There are Francine, Kathy and Tammy of the ones Aria has dealt with just at the top of my head.

>>2202508
Lisa lost. The one person I hoped not to have to deal with was now being faced by the mouth of the bottle.

“Alright. So, what do I do?” Lisa asked in a laid-back way.

There was nothing Lisa wouldn’t agree to do in her current state. I could dare her to go from door to door to gather people so everyone at camp could see her have sex with a dozen guys in a row as they record it and there was no doubt in my mind she would go ahead and do it.

It had to be a dare that wasn’t so tame as to frustrate Lisa, but not as stimulating as to make her go haywire; all always keeping in mind that the effect of Medea’s potion could run out at some point and forcing Lisa to do things she would regret later could prove problematic.

“Well, Aria?” Lisa expectantly prompted me, six pair of eyes on me. I had spent far too much time thinking as it was.

Just one thing came to mind.

“I dare you to get off in front of the new girls. You know, show them the ropes,” I decided, not particularly convinced that was the best idea I could come up with. All I could think was that after repeatedly having orgasms over and over during the morning and afternoon, I finally wore out and lost my sex drive for hours. Could we do the same with Lisa?
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>>2202540
“That’s it?” Lisa puffed. “The first dare of the night is always kind of crappy,” she complained, but hurried to comply.

Lisa was wearing no bra under her tight pink shirt, and her black thong had always been in full display. She took them both off, but kept the sweater I had returned still tied to her hips. It didn’t look like it would get in the way, so nobody said anything about it.

Elmira was so excited she started giving little claps. Sue was nervous, but by now I doubted she had any problem touching or being touched by Lisa, and now this time she only had to watch.

We gave Lisa some room. Neither Carmen nor Erika had any reason or desire to watch, so they just staid back. Medea was also a bit too familiar about Lisa’s sexuality and refrained from watching. Lisa hunched over and spread her legs for Elmira, Sue and I. Inexplicably, Lisa was already wet.

The show began. Lisa began by showing us around. She spread her vagina with both hands as wide as it would go, showing its pink insides and for a second there I thought I caught a glimpse of her cervix, although it might’ve been my imagination.

“Nobody wants to lend a hand? I don’t mind,” Lisa panted.

“The dare is to do it yourself,” I quickly clarified as to not get the situation too out of control.

Lisa didn’t challenge or made any outwards sign of protest. She merely lifted her crotch higher and supported the weight of her back with an elbow, giving us a full view of her anatomy from below. She then pressed her right hand against herself and starting getting busy.

There was no foreplay, and it wasn’t necessary. Lisa was already drenched from the start. She dove two, then three fingers, having them repeatedly go in and out, and just after around twenty seconds of that stimulation getting periodically faster, Lisa started twitching and moaning without holding anything back.
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>>2202541
However, her apparent orgasm didn’t stop her. Even as her breath paused irregularly, as her body flinched with pleasure, Lisa kept going. The dare was technically already complete, but I didn’t think to stop her. Lisa was now resting her buttocks on the floor so she could use two hands instead of one. There was no real rhythm or technique, Lisa had just gone mad enjoying her own body.

She squeezed and circled her breasts, played with her nipples; she pinched the outsides of her own vagina and her fingers all danced around and into the opening as if Lisa didn’t know what to do with herself. I had never seen such frenetic masturbation; it looked almost painful; not from the complete disregard Lisa seemed to have about treating her vagina carefully, but from what looked like uncontrolled delight and desire Lisa couldn’t quite get rid of despite trying with all her might.

I was the only one worried. Elmira was severely blushing, but with an expression of bliss written all over her face. She was languidly kicking the air lying face down on the floor with her wrists elevating her face to the same altitude as Lisa’s pussy. Sue just looked, interested, also her face a deep shade of red just as the two others watching.

“YES! YES!” Lisa cried, and another climax started taken ahold of her body, wildly making it shudder up and down as both her hands kept going at her little hole as if they were trying to start a fire.
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>>2202542
Scared Lisa could start to do it again, I quickly interjected. “Well done. It’s your turn now!” I declared, probably dooming a poor soul to face the lust of this succubus.

a) Lisa obviously dares the loser to have sex with her. She wants a sixty-nine.
b) Lisa is curious as if a girl can be caused to orgasm exclusively being stimulated in the butt.
c) Using her authority over Sue, Lisa forces a threesome with whoever else loses.
d) Lisa wants to take nudes of someone to then post them on their own social media for their friends and families to see.

And just who lost? It can be random.

Something else. What’s the best format?

1) Different dares posted, then matching a girl to the dare (like right now).
2) Having a dare personalized for each girl (like Aria did).
3) Just naming the loser, the author keeps the nature of the dares for himself (like at the beginning).
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>>2202543
C with Elmira, get both new girls into an extreme situation at the same time.

And 1, I think. With personalized dares I often end up stuck between picking the person I want to dare next and picking the dare that's most appealing, and I think this format might give more freedom on that front.
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>>2202543
B, random

4, mix up the format, just keep it interesting.
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>>2202543
B. I like a mix of 1/2/3.
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D Aria
1
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>>2202543
D, erika.
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>>2201766
>This story is over 175 000 words long and growing.

What the fuck.
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>>2202544
After consideration, also supporting mixing it up. Different situations are best served with different options, and since you support us coming up with our own ideas we're never really *constrained* by the system used.

>>2202570
Author's got a crazy update rate. Something like three to five updates a day depending on voter speed, something like a thousand words per update, and it's been a month or two since this started.

Personally, I love long stories, so this is the exact opposite of a problem to me. I hope you enjoy it too!
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B.random it is fun when you don't no who it is.

2. Personalized seems more fun then generalized.

Random thought. I wounder how Aria would look. if she had a tail that could be inserted into her butt. She would have two tails.
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>>2202570
Not gonna lie, I only started reading because I saw that the MC is a catgirl, and I was curious as to why. I stayed for the lewd interactions and feline behavior
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>>2202543
D Lisa declair dare before spinning so she in pool to
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>>2202583
I can't lie, same. I came in mid transformation and liked the idea of a catgirl having to hide herself in a lewd environment.
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>>2202543
B with Elmira
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>>2202543
B
With Erika,

Keep changing the format everytime, Giving people 100% control actualy can make people having a harder time making choices. Some gently prodding, is nice.
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>>2202543
B

If I had to pick one of the structures, I'd go with 2, but I do support mixing it up. I understand wanting to standardize if that's easier though
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>>2202605
Forgot to include I want the loser to be Elmira
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>>2202578
Why stop there? Have her insert 4 anally and 4 vaginally and you got yourself a kyuubi.

>>2202570
Autistic and proud. Also, 185 000 words.

>>2202594
>>2202583
I had no idea the story would end up there. I just wanted to tease a twist for later (loli's a witch!) and the people forgot the ENF and went like bloodhounds behind Medea despite the fairly unreasonable bribes (for that part of the story) that I offered.

The cat potion was an afterthought after the dare of the day prior, and the amount of people who wanted Aria to become a full-fledged cat girl was astonishing. I'm not complaining; it was remarkably fun to write despite the story going full off the rails.

>>2202543
While only three of us watched the impressive performance Lisa had put, no one had failed to notice Lisa’s suspicious lewdness and attitude. When she finally rose all sweaty, tossing her sweater aside and deciding to remain naked by own conviction, asking “Alright, who’s next?”, it was reason for alarm.

No one outwardly said it, but it could be felt in the air. No one wanted to be the next loser.

Somehow, everyone had sat in exactly the same place as last dare, in between the same people. That always happened when we were five; I’d expect seven people would be a little harder to manage it; but apparently I was mistaken.

Lisa stepped to the middle, and spun the dreaded bottle. Everyone in the room save Lisa herself and one other person heavily exhaled in relief. The loser had been decided.

It was Elmira.

She didn’t seem overly pleased about it, but it was for the best that she lost. Who else but her could tolerate what Lisa had in mind?
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>>2202616
“It’s not much of a dare,” Lisa started, “I’ve just been wondering this all morning. How does butt stuff feel? I kind of want to know, but want to try first on someone else. Elmira, was it? Bend over, I dare you to, uh, cum from anal. I’ll know if you fake it, so just try to relax and I’ll take care of the rest.”

“Anal? Like, anal sex?” Elmira paled. “H-how can she ask me for anal sex on my first dare? And… I wanted truth, anyway!”

“We’ve already told you there’s no truths, dumbass,” scoffed her Erika. “Weren’t you fucking listening earlier? Aria, get the buttplug; I don’t think fingers are going to cut in on this one,” Maybe it was because of their talk at the lake, but Erika did not seem to care much for Elmira.

I cringed at the request, but still obliged. I had a very well tied plastic bag inside another plastic bag under my bed. It had a buttplug that had been inside me and a vibrator. Both were forcefully used on me on a dare Carmen proposed that backfired, back when I was only acting as a cat instead of being one.

“Here you go!” I threw the bag to Lisa, not without some disgust. My senses had heightened beyond what I thought possible since I had to deal with those things last and I assumed that the second the bag was opened I would gag. I mean, the scent of the toilet wasn’t all that terrible, even if at times I wished I didn’t know who pooped last and when; but we were talking about really old smells, probably even fungus.
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>>2202617
Lisa was of similar mind, since she did not look particularly pleased of being given my sex toys. She had the decency to open the bag at the bathroom. I covered my nose with my shirt, but still caught a whiff of it. It wasn’t as terrible as I expected; and what caught my attention the most was that the vibrator had dried juices that… just didn’t smell like mine at all. I knew the scent and taste of my own love fluids; I liked it, and what was in that vibrator just wasn’t it. Had I changed that much?

“Sue, I left the… things on the sink,” Lisa rasped. “You go wash them.”

Sue wasn’t happy about it, but took care of the situation. There was very humiliating talk all around. All that needed to be said is that Sue emerged with clean toys out of the bathroom after twenty minutes and that I took offense to a remark Carmen made about sand litters.

“About time!” Lisa chided loudly. “Finally, let’s get this started. Elmira, into position, now!”

There was no more stalling. Elmira removed her shorts and panties – the same pairs I had instructed her to give away. Did she recover them somehow? – and went into all fours with her legs as widely spread as she could.

For whatever reason, everyone all of sudden wanted to take a look at Elmira’s vagina. We all moved behind Lisa to check Elmira’s little, untrimmed, brunette pussy.

“Does she dye her hair red?” Sue wondered. “Why are her hairs down here light brown?”

“What are you, the pubic police?” Elmira shot back. “Hurry up and insert whatever you are going to insert!”

Despite we all being girls Elmira looked very embarrassed of having half a dozen people staring at her private places, I imagine it must have gotten even more awkward when Lisa spread the butt cheeks far apart and we all got to see Elmira’s brown eye staring back.

“What now? It’s all closed,” I noted.
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>>2202618
“We need her to relax, and for that we do this,” Lisa stated, putting a finger inside of Elmira’s vagina and started moving it. It kind of felt like Lisa was giving a class.

“That’s the other… hole,” Elmira fretted.

“All in due time,” Erika eased her, already guessing Lisa’s intentions.

After a little fingering, Lisa was nice enough to give a few licks to the vulva. The cheeks were still spread, and the results of Elmira’s relaxation were obvious; her brown starfish was now a bit open and much less crumpled. Lisa looked like she had a lot of fun during the experimentation that followed, which was perfectly fine because it was her dare.

Elmira first got fingers inserted inside of her anus, then a pencil and as she relaxed further, the buttplug with the assistance of some baby oil Lisa had lying around for some reason. Elmira stopped fighting and started embracing it after a while. It got to the point that Lisa could extract the plug – it wasn’t that big – and put it back on almost immediately. I don’t know what it was that triggered it, but after doing that a few times in a row, Elmira finally started shuddering and her knees weakened.

“Ahh! Ahh!” she moaned while Lisa removed the plug one last time in a much faster motion than before.

“Hah! I took a pic of her orgasm face!” Erika bragged. “Maybe I should start a collection.”

Elmira stopped holding her weight with knees and hands and just splattered across the floor like she had lost all the bones in her body at once.

“You people… you people are crazy…” she managed to say.
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>>2202619
/*Medea, Lisa, Sue and Elmira are more neutral towards people; so they’ll think of a dare regardless of who it lands on (matching a dare and a loser). Erika, Aria and Carmen measure their punches depending on who gets dared, (personalized dare depending on who loses)*/

a) Loser runs naked to the lake and back.
b) Elmira keeps a full frontal nude shot of whoever loses.
c) Elmira kisses whoever loses.
d) Loser knocks on a door with nothing but panties, and has to wait five seconds after the knock before running away.

//This is Elmira’s first dare. She’s still not up to speed with the program and thinks Lisa was just an outlier.
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>>2202620
A. I must confess I find myself liking the uncertainty of not knowing who's getting dared. Not all the time, but it certainly has its place.
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>>2202620
C
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>>2202620
A.

Elmira doesn't need pictures yet. I'd also love to see it land on Aria and someone accuse her of cheating.
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>>2202620
C carmen loses
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>>2202620
A
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A Lisa
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>>2202620
C
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C for carmen
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>>2202620
OP I love this dare format, you are a genius! This is the best of both worlds.

C. I imagine that Elmira really wants to fulfill her Lesbian fantasies since she is a closet lesbian.
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>>2202620
C with Carmen
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>>2202620
C
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Sadly, it's going to be like this all Thursdays. I'll try to pick it up the rest of the day.

>>2202620
“Is she always like that? What’s wrong with her?” Elmira asked me about Lisa in a low voice, rubbing her bum.

“Don’t mind her,” I tried to dismiss and helped Elmira up. She was as unsteady as a newborn foal.

“Wait, are you wearing your clothes back up?” Erika challenged aloud to Elmira, who was picking up her underwear.
“Of course, I am!” she angrily replied. “The dare is over, right?”

“I guess it’s fine,” Erika shrugged. “It’s just that as of late whatever you take off on a dare, usually stays off until the end of The Game.”

“Well, you never told me that rule, so I didn’t agree to it,” Elmira defended her position and wore her shorts back. I had also noticed the trend Erika had spoken of, even if I wasn’t much of a follower of it.

“Alright, then I formalize it now. Who’s in favor? Whatever you take off stays off for the night unless specified for another dare?” Erika raised her hand and started a vote.
Medea and Lisa quickly raised their hands, Sue followed since she didn’t have anything else to lose. Since that was already four out of us seven, I raised my hand not to go against the group. Only Carmen and Elmira were against.

“Now it’s a rule,” stated Lisa. “I guess Elmira gets a pass this once.”

There was not much to discuss about it, it was done. I just wished The Game didn’t get harder every night. We sat back at our places and Elmira got the right to roll the bottle to dare someone. She was kind of crap at the simple task of spinning a glass object, it looped just twice and stopped at Carmen, who winced, probably not realizing how lucky she was.
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>>2202727
“Okay. So now I get to dare Carmen, and she can’t refuse, and it can be anything I want. Correct?” Elmira just clarified.

“And it can’t be anything that specifically aims to hurt her,” I added. “Oh, and this hasn’t happened yet, but if you propose something too extreme and the group thinks it’s just mean; you have to do the dare yourself instead.”

“How come that didn’t happen then Lisa stuck that… thing on me?” Elmira fumed.

“Shut and say your dare already,” Erika cut us both. “You’re wasting time,” on the back, Lisa happily said she wouldn’t mind to complete her own dare.
“I’m thinking!” Elmira bleated. “So, you say it can be anything. Could I even have her…? N-no, I guess not. But I mean, after what you people did to me; maybe… alright, sorry. I dare her to, dare her to…”

“Would you fucking spit it out?” Erika scowled. “There’s no rule that says that I can’t put my whole feet up your ass and wear you like a boot.”

“Give me some time! You just, put me on the spot without any warning, okay? I… I dare her to make out with someone. I-in this room. Yes, that’s the dare. Carmen has to make out with someone here.”

“And let me guess, that someone is…” Erika insinuated, rolling her eyes.

“It can be anyone she wants! Unless they don’t want! In… in which case I guess…” Elmira nervously stammered, interrupting Erika. “S-since I gave the dare…”

“Her dare is making out with you, yes,” I finished. “We all know you’re into girls, alright? It’s okay.”

“I didn’t know,” announced Sue as if anyone cared.

For someone who had been just anally penetrated in public, Elmira was very bashful about voicing out her preferences, or admitting what she wanted to do. She blushed and looked away; I had to actually push her to Carmen so the dare could go on.
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>>2202728
“I guess that’s fine. Just make it quick,” grimaced Carmen, not very interested in the prospect, but at least aware enough that she got a very easy dare.

“It’s your dare to make. You have to kiss HER,” Erika stated. The rest of us nodded.

It was up to Carmen, not that Elmira would do anything with her face hidden behind her hands. I thought it was kind of cute at first, but then it got annoying, like if she was the one who had to complete the dare and be forced to.

Carmen took a few deep breaths, held the panting Elmira by the shoulders, and clumsily placed her mouth to the ginger. Elmira closed her eyes and let herself be lead. Carmen was the one who actually had to open her mouth and start using some tongue so it wasn’t a ‘kiss’ but ‘making out’, as the dare specified.

Both girls pressed their lips and after Elmira finally relaxed, much reminiscent to her anal stimulation, they actually began. Carmen was very methodical and obviously not into it; at least she wasn’t disgusted. She had her eyes half open and just moved her jaws from left to right, not expecting what came next.

Elmira had been engaged, and she finally came out of her shell. She overpowered Carmen and threw her back, all without having their mouths separate for an instant. Elmira was voracious and passionate, but clumsy. She bit Carmen’s lips, tongued all over her mouth, their teeth clashed once; and there was barely pauses in between to breath. Elmira didn’t stop until Carmen herself pushed her away, coughing.
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>>2202729
“Were you trying to eat her lungs?” Erika joked. “You and Lisa should kiss. That’d be an interesting match.”

Elmira mouthed a silent sorry, then just fidgeted looking at her feet, awkwardly standing still while Lisa patted Carmen’s back to stop the coughing.

A simple kiss would usually be ignored, but Elmira acted like it was such a big deal that Erika had a blast just teasing her for it. Carmen took her turn after Lisa was done with her back, and The Game resumed.

The loser this turn? Medea.

a) Medea will dance nude in the middle of the boy side, she has to pick a cabin with their lights on/activity. It’s still early (7:50ish pm).
b) Medea will be a little door-to-door saleswoman. She’s selling what she’s wearing.
c) While there’s still people at the cafeteria, it’s Medea’s job to get something for Carmen’s slave (Sue) to eat. Medea can only use underwear.
d) While there’s still people at the cafeteria, Medea goes for a nocturnal skinny dip.
e) Something else.
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>>2202730
B sounds pretty entertaining.
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>>2202730
E, I want Medea to come up with a way to convince the dan cabin to flee their cabin for at least a while. They already kinda think it is haunted, but if we push it far enough we might get them to try drastic means to remove the haunting like excorsism or burning down the cabin.
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D. Medea can haunt the pool or lake. That would be funny.
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>>2202730
B
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E Medea must receive a good dicking.
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>>2202730
B, sounds really cute.
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>>2202730
Shit, just realized. Dunno if it's too late, but

>While there’s still some people at the pool, Medea goes for a nocturnal skinny dip.
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Split vote B/C/D
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>>2202730
Slow Thursdays work for me.

B seems easy but fun if Medea is forced to haggle and get the most she can. Carmen can set a limit, and Medea will have a hard time. I believe she is just wearing sundress + hat + panties.

I realize this is somewhat of the date before that Carmen had an option to vote for a while back. Maybe we can bring that back when she gets to be a loser sometime tonight.
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Shorter part because I thought of something while writing. Why don't I let you choose which place to visit?

>>2202815
Aria lost the straw hat (and shades) to the wolves. Medea knows what happened so doesn't blame her.
Medea can have another one if you want her to.

>>2202730
“Do you remember that time you and Aria sold my things?” Carmen was quick to bring up.

“Your underwear, yes,” Medea acknowledged without showing any shame for it. “I assume you want to impose something similar?”

“You assume right,” Carmen smiled. “How much are you wearing? Put on at least four things on, I guess both your sandals count as one.”

Medea was wearing one of her multiple sundresses, and she had been careful enough as of late that I hadn’t seen them, but I assumed a pair of panties. She was barefoot at the moment, but her sandals were by my bed. Medea couldn’t wear a bra with the dress she was wearing, so her fourth piece of clothing was a red hairband with a ribbon that she had lent to Erika a few days ago.

Carmen wanted Medea to sell what she was wearing, door to door. She couldn’t come back until everything had been bought, and after every female place she tried she had to go to the male side of the cabins.

“It would be too boring if you can just give out your stuff for a penny and be done with it,” Carmen reasoned, “so we’ll set a minimum price. If they won’t pay that, you can’t sell them. How much did you pay for your dress? Do you remember?”

“Calculating the price could prove troublesome. I only bought the fabric, I made the dress myself,” Medea revealed. It didn’t sound like a boast, but I thought it was amazing.

“Holy shit, really? It doesn’t look home-made at all!” Erika praised her. “Is that why you have so many of them?”
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>>2202826
Medea was immediately bombarded with questions about her newly discovered skill. I wasn’t the only one who found it interesting. If Medea was to be believed – and why wouldn’t she? – she made all of the dresses she had with her right now; she knew how to do basically any other article of clothing and only needed measurements. All her other clothes were bought in stores save for a cute green sweater she knitted. She could use thread and needle just fine, but preferred a sewing machine as it took ages otherwise.

Back to the dare, Carmen easily forgave Medea for letting the conversation to go off-topic. It was established than Medea’s clothes were:

- Hairband: $4.00
- Sandals: $9.00
- Dress: $11.00
- Panties: $15.00

Medea sheepishly agreed to the appraisal, but I had some thoughts about them, and hoped that a certain inconsistency didn’t affect Medea’s dare that much.
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>>2202827
Pick a place to visit!

Character list already depicts where each character sleeps.
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>>2202828
A link the the character list would be fantastic, as I'm not sure when it was last linked.
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>>2202829
enpApgsp

Made a new one just to be sure it doesn't expire.
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>>2202828
Let's see, I'm interested in visiting Dan (cabin 20) and Jill (cabin 9), but we can also include some (kinda) random cabins.

We're in cabin 3, on the right end of the map. Dan and Jill are on the left end of the map, so two cabins that bridge the 'going leftwards' path are cabins 5 and 16. I have no clue who's in them so it should be a fun surprise.

>>2202829
enpApgsp

It's also linked in the top post right next to the pastebins of previous threads.
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>>2202828
7, 9, 10, 21, 20
after swiftly skimming the list there is at least one person in each of these cabins I could see as having an interesting interaction
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>>2202828
Start with the girls side and try to sell saddles for a decent amount. As long as Medea comes back with $39, it doesn't matter.

Try to get a bidding war on the guys side for pantyies + sundress. Sundress can sell for the "I'll be nude" pricetag.
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>>2202828
I don't care much about most of the visits, so they can be random, but I would like to see cabin 11 (Elmira's roommates) and cabin 20 (Dan and crew)
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>>2202828
I don't care about where she goes.
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I am voting the same as Kogekisaru >>2202842
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Not on computer to look at the character list so let's random
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I realize now it is too much reading material for most to go through for a simple choice. In the future, I will just cite places where notable characters reside (even if they haven't been properly introduced) instead.

That mistake costed us the slowest day of the story since the hiatus!

>>2202828
Elmira was very impressed by the given dare.

“But… isn’t she going to be seen naked by people outside? You’re sending her right to their doors!” she argued.

To calm her, Lisa recounted some of the dares of the past so Elmira would understand what kind of Game this was. Both Sue and Elmira very impressed by the retelling of the miseries I had to suffer; Elmira especially realized she had just wasted her dare in something as tame as a kiss.

While Medea was given free rein to visit any place she wanted first by Carmen, she followed Erika, Lisa and Carmen’s suggestion to try for our good old friend Dan’s place first. I would have done the same. Even if they’re boys, they were very aware of what we were doing and were amicable enough to follow all the rules we demanded of them.

Medea knocked on their door; their lights were on and I could tell they were watching sports all clamped together at someone’s screen. The rest of us were hidden behind in our usual spot.

“Yes?” The boy that Erika and I had impressed on our way to the lake this afternoon answered the door. He had a huge smile on his face, and his friends ceased all activity behind. They were probably expecting it would be us.
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>>2203050
“Good evening,” Medea politely bowed and greeted. “I come offering very fine products for you and your friends to purchase, I assure everything is very high-quality,” as she spoke, everyone behind the half-black guy approached the door in a rush upon hearing a female voice. “Would you be interested? I happen to find the prices are quite agreeable. For instance, this beautiful hairband I’m wearing? Merely four dollars. A steal, wouldn’t you say? And this-”

“How much for the dress? And your underwear, if you are even wearing? We want to buy those,” the shortest guy interrupted; making me feel bad for poor Medea, who had faithfully practiced her sales pitch.

“Y-yes,” Medea recovered. The door to the cabin was widely open and four males had her eyes on her. “They’re both for sale, if you happen to be interested,” she raised her dress from the front, showing them a pair of underpants that I couldn’t discern from the position we were watching Medea from. “The dress is eleven dollars. It is hand-made, you could even call it artisanal in its fabrication. The cloth is-”

“How much for the panties?” Medea was interrupted again. She hadn’t lowered her dress; two of the boys were crouching – not Dan – to take a better look. They seemed very unimpressed with Medea’s descriptions of her clothes.

“Fifteen dollars,” she answered. “It might seem a tad expensive at first glance, but upon-”

“We’ll buy them,” Dan interrupted. “Cash only, right? I got a twenty; you guys?

Stubbornly adamant in not to let Medea finish any of her lines, the guys scattered around the room searching for their wallets.

“We want the panties,” Dan announced with a smile, handing Medea the money. She professionally smiled, let her dress down before pulling her underwear from under, and gave the intimate piece of cloth to them. They were unsurprisingly white; did she even own a pair that wasn’t white or pink?
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>>2203051
“I humbly thank you for your patronage,” Medea bowed again. “Is there anything else you would be interested in?”

“Raise the dress again,” the shortest guy commanded, squatting in expectation.

“I am afraid that there is no more to show you under my clothes,” Medea explained. “I only did so earlier so you could take a look at the fine product I was peddling. Since you have-”

“So if we want to see we have to buy the dress, is that what you’re saying?” Dan caught on.

“Showing off my body is not part of my business plan, sir,” Medea excused herself, “I am merely offering-”

“Shit, she’s got us good,” the half-black guy complained. “We’ll have to break your twenty, pantybringer. We’ll do the math later; we’ll all pay in equal amounts.”

Another exchange of currency took place. Medea was given a twenty and a one, she gave back two fives. By then I had sneaked to the roof of the cabin and had a very good view of everything. Medea cutely smiled back, and was already blushing before doing anything. Instead of overhead, Medea removed the straps and undid two small buttons on the back. Her dress fell to the ground, leaving her naked in front of four guys. Her saleswoman pose allowed her to cover her crotch, but everything else was on full view. Medea’ skin was almost eerily ivory, it shone bright white beneath the moon and the electric lights coming from inside. Her unfortunately small breasts crowned by her pink-colored small nipples greeted the world erecting themselves in either cold or – most likely – uneasiness.

Medea bowed again, and then gave the boys as much of a view of her bare butt as her unspeakably long hair would allow while she turned.
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>>2203052
This is what I feared would happen. She now had to sell her sandals and her hairband on the nude, and they were rather expensive. Had Carmen condemned the poor girl to show her body in front of the whole camp, one cabin at a time?

How hard would it be for her?

a) Very. Medea is forced to go through all the cabins with at least a vote.
b) Not much. Medea offers a special service on the next boy cabin and sells them.
c) Easy. Jill (next cabin) is merciful enough to buy the things off Medea. That is provided Medea’s willing to owe her (Medea goes to courts tomorrow morning).
d) Impossible. Medea is forced to knock on every single cabin with no luck. Carmen is forced to declare the dare complete.

//She'll go to Jill's next. Medea has a route to follow, but you can still vote for a place you want her to go next; even before Jill's if you want.
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>>2203054
D, it sounds like a good way to expose the rest of camp to our nude antics and pave the way to normalizing them a little.
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>>2203054
A. It will take a lot of time to go through all the cabins. Would rather use that time for quality interactions with the girl cabins that have been voted on like Jill's.
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>>2203054
B
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>>2203054
D
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>>2203054
D she fail to sell. Get penalty
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>>2203054
C
>>2203062
Isn't A would still go through all the cabins? And while I didn't vote for A/D, I would have thought OP aren't going to write interaction with all 100 cabins out?
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>>2203145
Presumably 'random' doesn't count for 'cabins with a vote', we'd just be seeing (looking at previous vote cycle) cabins 7, 9, 10, 11, 16, and 21.

I'm also figuring that, if either A or D wins, there will be a few cabins with more attention paid to them and the rest will be skimmed over.

>>2203144
I'm against penalty game here because I'm not sure if that would count as Medea breaking her word and thus dying a horrible death.
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>>2203144
Penalty is for refusal; inability has to be excused.

>>2203145
A would pose interaction. D forces to be skim over (it's 20 cabins); but involves exposing Medea more.

>>2203147
You nailed it as I was typing it.
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>>2203054
C, though IDK how well Medea will do in the sun at the courts. Given how important her hat is to her umm exsisting during the day time she probably would have at least one extra.
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>>2203149
opps almost forgot picture, sorry been a busy day for me.
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>>2203054
Medea wisely chose next a cabin on the girl side, one nearby to Dan’s.

“Good evening,” Medea bowed in the nude, “I come offering very fine products for you and your friends to purchase, I assure everything is very high-quality,” Melanie was very unimpressed by Medea and her current lack of attire. “Would you be interested? I happen to find the prices are quite agreeable. For instance, this beautiful hairband I’m wearing? Merely four dollars. A steal, wouldn’t you say? Because of a recent-”

“Melanie, who is it?” I recognized Jill’s voice calling from the further back, again interrupting Medea’s speech, which was a shame because I happened to think it was adorable.

“Some girl is selling stuff. She’s naked,” Melanie answered; Jill stepped forward to where the rest of us could see her.
“Weren’t you the umpire back at Aria’s game against the Hispanic girl?” Jill quizzed Medea, dismissing Melanie with a hand gesture. “And where are your clothes?”

“Everything I am, or was, wearing is on sale. I have merely two articles remaining. As I was telling your friend, this hairband here-” Medea optimistically recited, as if anyone ever allowed her to finish.

“You’ve been selling your clothes? Impressive,” Jill interrupted.

“Jill, who’s at the door?” someone I didn’t recognize asked inside, followed by a much quieter voice complaining the cold air was getting in.

“Do any of you want a… four dollar hairband?” Jill skeptically, but nicely enough asked in a yell to the people at her cabin. “Or, uh…”

“The sandals are nine dollars for the pair, they happen to be-” Medea tried, bless her.
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>>2203166
“Or some sandals? Nine bucks!” Jill continued, the answer followed quickly after. It was negative and rude, three people bickered telling Jill to close the door already. “Sorry,” Jill shrugged, talking to Medea. “Good luck on your game or whatever this is,” and she closed the door.

Medea had to try the boys’ side next. They were very annoying brats, who kept high fiving themselves after making double entendres regarding Medea’s state of clothing or parts of the female anatomy. She tolerated with a professional smile a cellphone camera recording her pitch – at least they allowed her to finish it for once – and they sent her away afterwards.

Even Elmira felt sorry and told us to go to her cabin next so she could talk to her friends to convince them to buy Medea’s stuff; but all we did was interrupt an intimate encounter between Brad and one of Elmira’s friends; the cabin was empty save of them.

Medea kept failing over and over. Selling a pair of used sandals and a hairband was just not an easy task. Everywhere she went she had pictures taken, was refused and almost nobody let her finish her long and practiced sentences. It got really bad when Medea tried the cabin where I had trick or treated and gotten… a piece of gum in my bum for my trouble. They called Medea a retard for the robotic feeling her little speeches had, took her hairband – that she politely requested to be returned to her over and over until they finally threw it away into the night for Medea to recover –, and worst of all since the beginning they referred to her as ‘flat-chest’.
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>>2203168
I asked Medea if she was okay afterwards, and of course she answered that she was, even if I could easily tell she was actually the saddest I had seen her since she begged me for her life.

On two different occasions, Medea was promised that if she removed her hands and stopped covering her vagina, they would buy something she was offering. It was a lie both times, and she got full frontal picture taken both times as well. In one occasion, the cellphone taking the picture shattered audibly, the guy holding it tripped and yelled to high heaven he had broken his ankle, and he then started bleeding out of his nose as he convulsed violently; the other one who failed the promise, a girl, didn’t have anything happening to her, for some reason.

The thing that never changed was Medea getting rejected. She tried selling her stuff more expensively and then lowering the price, or promising they would get a full-reimbursement next morning; she came up with a cute little song about her sandals that melted my heart and even tried some sex appeal by covering with nothing but her hair. Nothing worked.

When about every cabin had been tried – people didn’t always answer the door – Medea resignedly walked to the very last one.

“That’s enough, Medea,” Carmen held her by the shoulder. “That’s where that dangerous guy, Duke, lives. I’m not going to make you go in there like this.”

“It is the dare,” Medea fanatically stated.

“Then the dare’s over. It’s been over an hour. Let’s go back,” Carmen insisted.

“I will assume the risk. Let us not forget the members of the staff also have doors I can knock. They might be more inclined to buy something since they are working adults,” Medea braved. Her commitment was admirable, even though I knew all the embarrassments were getting to her. Over fifty people had seen her bare body; her tiny breasts at the very least.
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>>2203169
“There’s another cabin you haven’t tried yet,” Erika sighed. “Follow me, shorty.”

Carmen argued that this was it, that the dare was done, but Erika asked us to just trust her. We walked back to our own cabin; Erika went ahead and closed the door. Medea seemed confused for a few seconds, but she then stepped into the porch and knocked.

Erika allowed Medea to say her whole pitch and her little song, then bought both the sandals and the hairband, petting Medea for a job well done.

“There is a reason you are well loved, Erika,” Medea beamed at her.

Medea was finally done. She sold it all.

a) Loser must sneak into wherever Francine Stone sleeps, brush their bare bottom against her face and run like hell.
b) Loser has half an hour to kiss five people outside of the players.
c) Medea just want people to throw stones and harass the girls who called her flat-chested (not very embarrassing, but starts a war).
d) Loser strips nude, rubs dirt and mud on her body, messes her hair, knocks on the Satanists cabin and tries to convince them to have come from the future.

And who lost? You can state a name or say Random.
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>>2203171
A war, you say? This sounds interesting.

C
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>>2203172
Oh, and Sue, since she hasn't had a dare yet.
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>>2203171
D, they play along with the games well, and I hope to see some bonding happening with Madea, that had to be mentally fucking brutal, and she chugged along.
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>>2203171
D. Sue or Elmira.

Medea hasn't been one to hold grudges so C seems out of place. This seems like a good way to get the newbies a dare and introduce them to a tamer enemy.
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>>2203171
D Lisa
I'm curious to know how Lisa is going to focus on this dare instead of her sex drive.
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>>2203172
I think I'll switch to D and Sue. C + Sue don't work together that well and D *will* make for a pretty funny scene.
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C. Lisa.
Let's see how would Lisa manage it under the current condition. Then let's see what dare she's giving again afterwards
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>>2203171
I'll back D Sue.
Somehow I feel like very soon the poor girl will realize that she is much worse off for having begged for forgiveness then had she just dealt with the original punishment.
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>>2203171
“Hey, shorty; I bought you a present.”

Erika gave the stuff she had bought to Medea back, not that there’s any use anyone could have for a hairband so girly or a sandals so tiny other than the original owner.

Despite last dare taking a good chunk of time, we allowed Medea to take a short breather, rehydrate herself and she was even offered to dress again if she wanted to, although she kindly refused. It was odd that she was shown so much consideration despite not asking for any or giving many outwards signs that she needed it.

It was time for the owner of the decanter to spin it, and she did it well. After a fairly exciting slow stop, the loser was Sue. I wondered what Medea would ask of someone who was already considered a slave just after completing what was hands down the toughest dare yet. It turns out, not an overly hard one; it even sounded like a lot of fun.

The dare was to freak out the moron who called himself Nightshade, the leader of sorts of the place we had come to know as the cabin of the Satanists. Sue was tasked to do it in a very specific way. We messed her blonde hair up, splattered mud over her body – she shivered like crazy, complaining it was cold – and as a final touch Erika painted her a scar across the eye with makeup. We pointed Sue to the right spot, and off she went.

She knocked, there was no answer. It wasn’t a surprise, they hadn’t attended either when Medea tried; but I knew they were inside and shared it even back then. It was just a matter of insistence. After ten whole minutes, Sue broke through them.
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>>2203227
“Yes?” the voice of Francis asked exasperatedly behind the other side of the door. He was the only one in the cabin we didn’t want to talk to, since he seemed actually reasonable and we needed crazy.

“I…I-I will only speak to N-Nightshade!” Sue stuttered, but followed her instructions. “Call him forth!”

I heard the rapid stomping of someone running to the door, which slammed open an inch away from seriously hurting Sue. “I have been summoned!” Eugene, AKA Nightshade, shouted with his hands on the air. He was wearing pants this time, just not a shirt. The guy was skinny, but still looked dangerous. Sue seemed to think so too, because she cringed away from the madman, covering her breasts with her hands and having a leg on the air to shield her crotch.

For a second, I thought she would forget her lines, but she recovered. “N-Nightshade! You don’t know me, b-but I know you! I came from the future to warn you!” Sue theatrically recited.

“Liar!” Eugene lunged forward and grabbed Sue by the shoulders, shaking her. “What have you done with my daughter! Answer the question! ANSWER ME!”

“Dude, chill,” Francis intervened, stepping out of the cabin. “She’s just messing with you. She’s with Erika. This chick got taken as a slave or something after a fight. I told you about it, remember?”

“Don’t tempt fate with me again, Stoneheart!” Eugene let go of Sue, and started repeatedly kicking Francis in the legs, who tried to dodge them. Sue looked like she wanted to run away, but upon turning she saw Erika and Medea both making a sign to keep it going.

To Sue’s further embarrassment and confusion, Eugene’s tantrum inevitably made the rest of his gang of misfits come out; even a guy I didn’t know.

“A naked girl!” Larry slurped.

“I heard something about time traveling!” said the short kid with a baby face. “Is it true?”
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>>2203228
“I… uh, I came from the future to warn Nightshade,” Sue managed to repeat her line, she never stopped covering and she looked more nervous by the second.

“Warn him about what?” Larry asked, stepping forward and cutting Sue’s most obvious escape route. He was shamelessly checking her out.

“Don’t listen to her, she’s a liar!” Eugene boomed. “A liar!”

“So, what’s the warning?” the smallest guy gulped, his face starting to get red. Because Sue was focusing too much of her attention on covering from Larry, the little guy had a direct view to Sue’s still – despite Carmen’s best attempts – blonde pussy.

“Y-yes. The warning,” Sue fretted. Erika started to snicker, this part had been her idea. “N-Nightshade, there’s something you have to do if you want to avoid a catastrophic future,” she recited.

“I don’t believe you!” Eugene made his position clear.

“Tell us what’s the warning,” the kid insisted, he actually seemed interested in hearing it, almost as much as continuing to stare into Sue’s slit.

“If… if Nightshade doesn’t… if he doesn’t…” Sue tried, but couldn’t bring herself to say it. Erika didn’t even wait for the line to finish. She stepped back so she could laugh.

“If I don’t what, deceiver?” Eugene entertained.

“If… if you don’t kiss me right in the anus, the world will end!” she finally managed to conclude her line.

Elmira and Lisa also found it very amusing. I must admit to have quietly giggled at some point. Francis snickered as well, obviously thinking all of this was very foolish. The rest of his cabin members remained serious, Eugene even looked like he was considering it.

“I want to make it clear that I don’t believe her,” he addressed, “but the risk of being wrong is just too great. Hold her!”

“W-what? No!” Sue protested, but Larry and the guy I didn’t know hurried to obey.
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>>2203229
They held Sue in a very humiliating position. They had her face down against the grass. The little guy sat on her shoulders and back, keeping her put. Larry and the unknown guy held a leg each, spreading Sue’s most intimate place.

Eugene didn’t even hesitate for a second. He jumped right to it. He spread Sue’s cheeks and repeatedly started kissing her ass.

“Muah! Muah! Smoooooch!” he exaggeratedly went. “Is this what you wanted, deceiver? DOES THIS MAKE YOU HAPPY?! AHHHHH! AHHHHH! MUAH! MUAH!”

Sue was so terrified she was screaming as she was getting eviscerated. Erika tried to go help her, but she fell on the way; she had lost her breath in laughter and just curled herself uselessly on the ground.

Larry must have relaxed his grip at some point, because Sue freed her leg from him, kicked him right in his stupid face, then closed her tights, trapping Eugene inside who insisted in making out with Sue’s brown starfish. She twisted herself, and managed to get out. She ran screaming into the night waving her hands in the air like swatting an invisible swarm of mosquitoes, away from the Satanist and away from us.

“I’ll go fetch her,” I offered.

a) Sue is mad at Medea and dares her to “Go fuck herself.”
b) Sue is not happy with Aria and dares her to check her wardrobe to destroy the most expensive article of clothing she owns.
c) Sue hates Erika and dares her to the wooden horse torture.
d) Sue dares loser (mention her) to post nudes in social media like it was done to her.
e) Sue dares loser (mention her) to kiss her ass.
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>>2203230
B, Aria's most expensive piece of clothing is likely to be a skirt or pair of pants and she doesn't have that many of those left.
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>>2203230
A, while I appreciate B, the "go fuck yourself" revenge is to good to pass up.
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>>2203230
A, Since she had such a strong reaction, She should still be quite angry and emotional.
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>>2203230
also question, when someone is added to the circle are they permenent, or could they be removed again as long as we stick to magic numbers?
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>>2203243
Meta knowledge? You have to spend 20 hours near the circle Medea drew to join the coven. Easy when you sleep in the place. I was thinking about cycling 2 girls every night; except for night 8. Night 8 is the bonfire and it's going to get crazy.
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>>2203243
We had the option to let Lisa sit out last night when she was sick, so I assume so (and that also means the magic numbers are just preferred, not necessary).

Personally, if we wanted Sue to return we'd have to drag her back every night since she probably just wants to cry a lot and forget this whole day ever happened, and if we can convince Jill to show up and bring Melanie I'd choose those two over Sue and Elmira in a heartbeat.
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>>2203230
B
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>>2203245
thanks
>>2203246
yeah, Jill and Melanie would be better.
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>>2203230
A
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>>2203230
B, but more than one article or it will be a shitty dare.
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>>2203230
A
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>>2203230
A
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>>2203255
I take that back. A/B split vote.
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>>2203230
C. Erika is too bad ass sometimes (it fun to see though) it is time for Erika to feel helpless.
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Next Sue dare earthworms in butt and pussy must stay end of night.
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>>2203261
I don't think I'd vote for that
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>>2203261
Isn't that too /d/? What do people think?
I've narrated blood bacchanals and vicissitude parties; personally I don't give a crap if you want me to write it; but I don't know most people on /e/ don't appreciate such things and one just has to know their audience.

>>2203230
I didn’t realize it until then, but I had never actually tried to run as it came naturally while clothed. The closest I was to it was my towel bikini back at the tennis match; but now my shirt and jeans just got in the way. I couldn’t go in all fours and just sprint. Even the shoes were restrictive. Something to consider if I ever happened to really need that speed.

It still wasn’t a problem to catch up to Sue, even considering that. She was in an altered state of mind and reasoning with her was a tough job. She said she was going home, and that this whole thing was nothing short of insane. My arguments were that it was her turn and she got to take revenge for everything done to her, that it’d be a waste to stop now; and most importantly, her phone was back at our place.

After going as far as giving her some suggestions for dares, as I was sure The Game couldn’t continue without Sue and that wouldn’t be fair to Medea after she had given it her best on her dare, Sue finally realized the power she had over us, and reluctantly walked back with me.

It was not a short talk the one I had with her, so of course everyone was already waiting for us. Sue was relentlessly mocked by both Lisa and Erika. Erika especially, she consistently pantomimed Eugene kissing. It was the last ounce of motivation Sue needed to sit on her place, spin the bottle and take her vengeance.
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>>2203267
Karma was with Sue, because the loser was Medea, the girl who had just dared her. I obviously felt sorry it was the case, I would have even preferred to have lost myself since Medea had just completed a hell of a dare, but what was I to do?

“Alright, how’s this for a dare?” Sue furiously exhaled, fuming, “I want you to go fuck yourself.”

“Ex…cuse me?” Medea gasped, understandably confused.

“I told you to go fuck yourself. So go out there and fuck yourself. Fuck you! That’s your dare!” Sue spouted.

A short conversation followed on what sort of interpretation we were to give to that, but Sue wouldn’t budge. She kept cursing, she kept telling Medea to ‘go fuck herself’ and the group as a whole was forced to come to a consensus on what that dare entailed.

“Is this correct, Sue?” Medea tried again to get through to her. “Is your dare having me insert a phallic object inside of me?”

“Go fuck yourself, that’s what I meant,” Sue stubbornly sustained.

“May it be anally?” Medea took the last statement as a yes, for some reason, despite of Sue literally answering that back every time when pressed for details. “I happen to be a virgin, and a vaginal insertion could prove problematic.”

Sue didn’t give a straight answer, so that’s all we had to work with. The butt plug we had just used on Elmira, Medea stated, was not an article for ‘fucking’; since it couldn’t go in and out at the necessary speed; and more importantly, Medea would need help from someone to take it in and out and thus she wouldn’t be able to ‘fuck herself’.
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>>2203268
It was a very awkward talk, and even more awkward when we had to ask around if anyone had a dildo. Erika admitted she had one at home, but thought inappropriate to bring it here. Lisa had a vibrator, but again at home. I vehemently told that I didn’t own any sex toys and only Medea and Erika believed me.

The one who did have something, and had brought it here was Elmira. She had a hard time revealing it to the rest of us, but I suspected she just wanted to see Medea do the deed. After a short interval, our ginger returned with a black rubber dildo of very respectable size. Did that truly fit inside Elmira’s vagina? I asked, and apparently it did. Wasn’t she a lesbian? Why did she have a dildo? Those questions remained unanswered as I just didn’t dare to ask.

With the tools procured, Medea got to it. She asked for some baby oil from Lisa, and using the suction cup that it apparently had, Medea stuck the horrible phallus to the floor. She gingerly squatted downwards and used her hand to fix the rubbery thing to her rear.

It didn’t go in, not at first. Medea continued to rise and lower herself, always trying to open her anal cavity just enough, without success. Lisa again, suggested Medea should arouse herself first to relax her sphincter and volunteered to help. Medea wisely refused the help from Lisa; instead Erika stepped in.
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>>2203269
Using that finger-scooping technique while stimulating the clitoris, Erika got the job done. After Medea was pleasured enough she could finally fit the tip of the dildo up her anus. Once that was achieved, she squatted up and down like a cowgirl position with the floor itself.

“Now you’re fucking yourself,” Sue approved. “Faster.”

Medea obeyed the instruction. Elmira discretely snuck a hand inside her shorts and I had to recognize that despite not touching myself in any way out of respect for Medea, my crotch got drenched by the show.

There were no moans or cries of passion. Medea grunted in discomfort, and her face told the same story. She continued to insert the rubber phallus deeper and deeper into her body. She didn’t achieve an orgasm but after physically excruciating minutes even if we just counted the crouches the poor girl made, Sue decided that Medea had just fucked herself enough.

Medea unstuck the dildo from the floor while still inside of her, and removed it and washed it behind a locked door. She was always the classy one.

a) Loser must sneak into wherever Francine Stone sleeps, brush their bare bottom against her face and run like hell (Aria is especially well-suited for this)
b) Loser has half an hour to kiss five people outside of the players.
c) Medea just want people to throw stones and harass the girls who called her flat-chested (not very embarrassing, but starts a war).
d) Loser inserts worms into an orifice and keeps the animals there for a while.
e) Medea has the idea to make a strap on out of the dildo, for new interesting possibilities.

Name the loser, of course.
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>>2203270
e Aria
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>>2203270
d Medea
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E Aria. let's see where this is going...
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>>2203270
C, Random. We could benefit from having more antagonists.
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>>2203270
A, Aria.
Umm also there should still be a vibrator around from the night Aria merely pretended to be a cat, as they sent her home with the plug in her and vib taped to her.
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>>2203275
Yup, but it isn't a dildo. It's stated that it fit in Aria's clasped hand; not big enough for what I wanted Medea to do.

Fun fact? It ran out of charge and Aria doesn't own the charger.
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>>2203276
well better steal or trade for that charger, as Taping that to a girl until the start of the next night would make a good penalty game.
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>>2203270
E Aria,

With the worms, A girl attempting it, even starting too do it, but then failing sounds good. But walking around all day or for a long period of time.....ehhhh.. I don't like it personally.

>>2203277

Yes, having that charger opens up many options, and getting it sounds fun.
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>>2203270
D Sue thank you trying
sorry no one like it
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>>2203270
E Aria
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>>2203270
strong -D, please. Cat and Medea's supernatual things are more than enough of the less grounded things in the story. I vote Lisa to lose though.
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>>2203270
As a /d/eviant, fuck D.

A, Erika. Someone needs to check on ms stone.
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>>2203276
Then I would just vote for let someone steal it for the next dare. Random character
>>2203270
And then I would vote for E as I think E isn't a dare itself?
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And then I don't particular mind the option of D as long as the execution is not brutal or something. However I am not voting for it this round.
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>>2203276
>vibrator
>out of charge
Sounds like a dildo to me
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>>2203749
It's probably an egg.
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It could be just a very nervous sausage
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>>2203749
It's probably a bullet vibrator. OP said it fit inside Arias closed hand.

Not unless you are saying a phallic object of that size seems familiar to you.
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>>2203270
-D
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CoD is now longer than Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Think about that for a second.

>>2203773
Yeah, it's a thing I saw on an H-game once.

>>2203277
>>2203720
>>2203749
No need. It is still not written it into the story so it's not canonical yet.
Originally, it's a pink, small Oval-shaped vibrator with a port for a charger.

Just as Medea was retroactively given a new hat, the vibrator could still have plenty of charge left, work on an USB port (charger easy to obtain) or work on batteries if you want it so.

Things in my notes get changed all the time to better accommodate the audience. If it isn't written yet, it's subject to change.

>>2203286
Sorry. Your option was included either way, but from the start it was unlikely to fly.

>>2203720
E isn't explicitly explained, but what will happen is heavily implied. You'll see.

>>2203270
“I have an idea for a dare,” Medea came out of the bathroom, the big rubber black penis still in her tiny hand looked very wrong; even if it was all rinsed and clean, presumably.

She explained her idea; I thought it was horrible. Erika clapped, “shit, that’s hardcore. I like it.” Lisa was also very much on board, “I had the same idea even since I saw the dick,” she said. Elmira reluctantly decided to donate her dildo so long as she could keep the end result. Neither Carmen nor Sue were fans of it.

Erika generously sacrificed a pair of leather pants. Medea cut part of a leg and I thought the pants still looked alright.
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>>2203780
Watching Medea work was fascinating. She sat cross-legged and produced from her things a huge aluminum box of cookies that disappointingly only had sewing stuff inside of it. She expertly cut the cloth after drawing a few lines – she explained the whole process as everyone seemed interested, but it went over my head – and sewed it back up in form of panties. It had little straps so you could secure it around your waist, it was stitched to the sides and looked very BDSM-ey, as a finishing touch it had a heart-shaped hole in the back to expose part of one’s buttcrack just because.

After the dildo was attached, we had made ourselves a strap on. I personally was not crazy about being penetrated with something ten inches long and thought fingers and mouth worked just fine between girls, but among the members of our circle with bisexual and lesbian inclinations I seemed to be an exception.

“So, the next dare is a test drive of this thing, right? I’ll use it on you if you say it isn’t,” Erika asked to Medea, joking – I hoped.

“Correct. Shall we?” Medea maliciously grinned, and we took our places. She spun the bottle. Lisa tried to scuttle a little to her left to be the loser, but it was plainly obvious that the bottle was pointing to me.

“Oh, no,” I audibly voiced what was meant to be an inner thought.

“Okay, hold it,” Erika broke in. “Let’s not be too brutal, alright? Aria is a-”

“A virgin, I am well aware,” finished Medea. “Just as my recent dare; considerations will have to be made. If Aria’s hymen was to be broken by a dare, that would count as harm and we have decided against that, have we not?”

“That thing is going up my butt, isn’t it?” I cried.

Nobody answered my question, it was self-evident.

“Want me to warm you up?” Erika offered. I nodded, whining.
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>>2203781
While Medea strapped herself up, Erika worked on me. At least that part was nice, even if I had to be watched. I took off my pants, but kept my panties around one ankle so I could wear then back up after the dare was done.

I liked Erika’s contact best of all, even if Lisa was very dexterous, Erika had her technique down. I went in all fours and assumed the position while she did her little walk-thing with her index and middle fingers. Erika treated me differently than Medea; she teased me a lot more, playing with the outside of the vulva and not playing with my clitoris until the very end.

“That’s a relaxed kitty if I ever saw one,” Erika commented, giving me a last caress. “She’s even purring. Alright, shorty, you’re up.”

“Up her ass,” needlessly added Lisa, swatting my tail to the side and pouring oil on my butt.

I tried to remain relaxed while I clearly heard the little steps of Medea approaching me from behind. She kneeled over and grabbed my hips, making me flinch. I worriedly howled, still aroused but expecting bad things to happen.

“She also makes cat sounds?” Sue inquired. “Can she meow?”

Her question was soon answered when Medea directed the tip of the awful rubber thing with a hand towards my rear entrance. She slowly pushed it, and to my surprise it started going in.

“Careful! Careful! Careful!” I quickly jabbered, shutting my eyes closed.

“Do not worry, Aria,” Medea whispered in a very quiet voice I was sure no one else could hear. “I know how hard it is to be on the receiving end; I shall be gentle.”
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>>2203783
Had the game finally spired out of control? I had a friend anally penetrating me with a strap on while she was being encouraged by five different people. Medea’s thrusts were mercifully slow, and from what I could tell she never inserted more than the first half of the dildo inside of me.

The thing was thick enough to stimulate my vaginal walls even from inside the rectum, but despite the pleasure I still didn’t like the situation one bit.
“Aria, relax,” Erika advised. “You look like you are being stabbed.”

“I am!” I bleated, and then howled after another uncomfortable trust. “I used to think you were cute, you know?” I turned to tearfully recriminate to the girl ramming behind me.

We had done so much anal stuff as of late.

a) Aria doesn’t enjoy anal sex, after all. Too pure.
b) Aria discovers she loves it.
c) Aria orgasms, and is open to try again; but it’s crazy about it.
d) (non-exclusive, may vote negative) Aria’s virginity intrudes much into using toys. Can’t we pop her cherry once and for all?

And of course, Aria’s dare.

1) Aria has Erika eat her out. Outdoors, but in a more private setting.
2) Aria has Carmen finally shave the rest of that thick bush of hers. The catch is that no one playing The Game can do it (you can vote who gets convinced to).
3) Aria is a bit mad with Medea. Medea is to use the buttplug for the rest of the night.
4) Aria allows Lisa to have the strap-on used on the actual hole it was meant to.
5) Elmira has to find the fat boy at the movies and give her shorts and panties back. Aria had already meant it to be the case.
6) Sue is to be introduced to Dan. Aria has something planned.
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>>2203784
A, -D. Anal doesn't disgust me but I don't enjoy it at all either.

As for the dare, let's go with 5.
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>>2203784
c d 1
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>>2203784
C -D 2
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>>2203784
A 5
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>>2203780
Let's make it charge wirelessly like the iPhone's wireless charging (A little better than Qi so it can charge across skin and muscle?) Also force them into further interaction with the group of girls to figure out how to charge that thing
>>2203784
B, Anti-D, 1
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>>2203798
Forgot to include -D with this post
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>>2203270
A, d, 4
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>>2203784
C 2
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>>2203784
A, While I don't mind anal and think it caneven make for good story segments I prefer each character having various view points on it, Lisa I could see getting into it hard after today.
-D, It would be sad if this broke in anything but an actual intimate moment
1
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>>2203784
C
D
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C 2.

I think there can be some fun with this, but I doubt Lisa will be very willing to keep exploring Aria after tonight. Maybe it can be Arias secret fetish.
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>>2203780
>CoD is now longer than Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Think about that for a second.

Come back to me we when are longer than that one super smash bros fanfic.
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>>2203784
C I am an open person and if Aria is not popped then where else will the toys go.

D. Rather not have Aria's virginity taken right now. But maybe Aria can lose it latter in the story. So far the candidates that I would vote for to take Aria's virginity are 1.Medea 2.Erika 3.Jill or 4.Dan the man.
Also Aria can lose her virginity to non penetrative means, like how girl athletes (ex. Gymnasts ) break their hymen during training.

2. Carmen's turn to show the newbies how its done.
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>>2203898
Are you talking about the one with over 4 million words?
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>>2203784
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C D 3
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>>2203903
Sounds insane. Better read it.

In our defense, we started last month.

I'm not scratching my balls or anything, just a two-way tie followed very close by the third runner up. You know the second the tie breaks you'll have the next part within two hours. If not, hell; we'll combine them all.
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>>2203956
I thik combining them might be the better option, given that of the 33 unique posters 14 have voted, so which is I think our record since the catgirl transformation IDK hom many more we are going to get.
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Nit just the contest between dares, the vote for versus against D seems to be rather close too
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>>2203966
That one's four votes in favour of -D (8 to 12) so that looks fairly clear unless we get more votes tying it up.
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>>2203784
B or C, D, And 4
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1 and 2 tied.

>>2203967
Fairly even, but Aria will stay a virgin for now. We'll make the right setting for her in the future.

>>2203784
Despite myself, in one particular thrust something clicked just right. Medea twisted the dildo to the left and downwards and it hit a spot that I didn’t mind being hit on. I gave a very obvious signal that such was the case in the form of a moan instead of a grunt, and Medea caught on.

She tried it again, but it took her a while to get it right. Once she managed, though; she had me right where she wanted me. Medea kept stimulating that place to my left that was just close enough to my erogenous zones in the front that it made no difference where she approached them from.

Being sodomized in a doggy-style position by a girl younger than me in front of people was humiliating enough as it was, but with the new development I was also forced to cry out in pleasure and pant in an undignified way.

I opened the eyes I had kept shut throughout the whole experience, and while being faced by Carmen, Erika and Sue, I climaxed. Medea used the chance for one final thrust, that went deeper into me that ever before, and pushed the right spot hard. I yelled out a final shriek of passion.

When Medea finally took the strap-on outside of my butt, I surrendered myself to gravity, feeling like a used sock. “I am glad you enjoyed it, Aria,” Medea carelessly exulted, rubbing my behind condescendingly.

Sweating, lying on the wooden floor, panting with six pair of eyes waiting on me, I barely mustered the strength to drag myself face-up. I took a few deep breaths like that, with my chest going up and down like crazy. I believed to have known what sex was, but for the first time in my life, I had been fucked.
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>>2203988
“Your panties came out during the thing, you can’t put them back on now,” Lisa pointed out, thinking it was okay to reach out and start rubbing my breasts. I was so tired I didn’t even stop her.

Eventually, I regained my breath and my legs stopped shaking. Meanwhile I was quite a sight to behold, eagle spread as I was for anyone who cared to take a look at my most tender parts. Medea volunteered to wash again the damned dildo so it could be re-used, and I crawled bottomless to my sitting spot, ready to roll the damned bottle.

The loser was Erika, and I didn’t waste any time. I knew what I wanted, and I wanted it now.

“Erika, can you eat me out? Please? I’m sorry to use a dare for it, but I need it. Bad,” I admitted. I might have just have an orgasm from being anally penetrated, but it still felt unfulfilling, like I needed to cleanse myself using actual body parts and actual contact with a girl.

“Err… sure. Lay on the bed, I guess?” Erika, as the rest of the group, was caught off-guard by my burst of straightforwardness born out of frustration.
“No, I’m done with public stunts,” I declined. This was my dare and I would have it my way. “We’re going out there and we’re going to get a private spot, and that’s it. I use the opportunity to remind everyone,” I specifically looked at Carmen, “that I can smell you and hear you coming half a mile-away and that I won’t appreciated interruptions. So, shall we go?” I urged.

Erika followed my lead. I hadn’t given any time for anyone else to voice their opinions and I liked it just like that. Being completely bottomless, my movements were unimpaired and I nearly made it to the roof of the cabin in a single leap. I crouched there, and took a look around, searching for a good spot.
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>>2203989
“Erika, this way!” I called, and jumped to the back of the lodge. We would have to do it in the middle of the tall grass between the cabins and the dining area, maybe resting the back against a tree or something.

Erika was in terrific shape. While she had some trouble catching up to me at first, by the time we made it to our destination I was the straggler. It didn’t matter, I planned to be very selfish and just receive all the pleasure for myself, so I wasn’t going to need any energy.

“We’re all alone,” I assured Erika, and collapsed to the ground in exhaustion, not giving any further instruction and not thinking it would be needed.

“Just like that?” I didn’t answer, just grunted. “Be honest with me, okay? This is because of the anal thing.”

I didn’t want to speak any further, but Erika remained immobile. I looked away from her and nodded.

“Did you like it a lot, or not enough?” she creepily approached the mark on her first guess.

“What does it matter?” I avoided. “Can you, just…?”

“I want to know if you’re horny or frustrated, it’s not about teasing you,” she explained and lay to my side, facing to me. “You know I care about making you feel good. So, which is it?”

“Both. I don’t know,” I snapped. “I’m soaked down there,” I added after a pause.

As if to confirm my assertion, Erika placed a hand just south of my belly. She rubbed, and went lower; until she reached the fluids I was speaking about. “Yup, all ready to go,” she claimed and started manipulating me.

The dare was to ‘eat me out’, but I didn’t protest. I was Erika’s until one of us was tired and that’s all I wanted.
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>>2203990
Erika masturbated me with a more classical approach, going in and out with two fingers; stopping only when I was nearing my boiling point. She allowed some cooling down and moved her face to between my legs so I could feel her warm exhalations.

“This is the first time I taste it,” she said. “I’ve touched it tons of times; hell, I’ve smelled it in my fingers after I’m done playing with you, but this is the first taste.”

“I love your taste, and your smell,” I revealed for no reason.

“Just so you know, I don’t do this with other girls every day, or… at all. Touching? Kissing? Fondling? Sure, I guess; but this?”
“Is it your first?” I hopefully inquired.

“Third,” she clarified. “So call it a special service.”

“Would you ever do it if it wasn’t a dare?” I pleaded.

“Are you kidding me? Of course. I’ve been meaning to return the favor. I would have, too; if all this stuff with Lisa hadn’t happened.”
She didn’t give me time for a reply. Erika gave my pussy a tentative lick sending shivers up my spine and making me arch my back. She grabbed both my knees and spread them without any resistance from my part and dug in.

Erika’s style was very unique. If I had to define it, it felt more than attempting oral sex, she was making out with my vagina. She rolled her head from side to side so her lips and mine could touch each other on different angles. Her tongue went in and out after every interchange with very pleasant sways upwards and sideways; I never knew what to expect.

She took breaks to breathe every now and then; it was fairly mild, even romantic; but then Erika showed me her best trick, and I didn’t stand a chance.
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>>2203991
Erika switched from kissing to licking the lowest part of my slit, then slowly proceeding up, until she made it to her favorite toy, my clit. Enveloping all that side of my pussy, she started sucking with powerful suction while strongly caressing me with her lips. My little button was trapped in her mouth, pulled away with the invisible force of inhalation while the tip of Erika’s tongue slashed it across repeatedly. It caught me completely by surprise and within a few seconds I was done.

The familiar sensation that I had never felt so many times in a single day even as a young teen after having just discovered it washed all over me. I panted and tried to keep my voice quiet, well aware of how far sound could travel in an open field. What I couldn’t contain were moans and whines of ecstasy until Erika finally let go of me.

“Nice, huh?” she boasted once she had left me trembling and breathless. “A boy in high school taught me that one. How was it?”

“D-do you… even… have to… ask?” I panted. I knew full well she had heard me mumble her name over and over in my attempts to contain my screams. Erika helped me up.

We found Medea giving a little seminar back at our room. She was using her phone to give a presentation about how to sew a simple pair of underpants out of a piece of cloth.

“Did you… do it?” inquired Elmira, turning to greet us.

“Erika, is that spit on your mouth or something else?” Lisa teased. As a response, Erika sprang forward and planted a peck on Lisa’s lips. “That’s Aria, alright,” Lisa casually mentioned. From the look in Erika’s face, I would bet she had forgotten for a moment Lisa was now a nympho.
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>>2203992
It was cute finally seeing Erika a little embarrassed. Lisa finally found and advantaged a weak point, making no waste of pressing by making very lascivious insinuations and invitations to Erika, whose only resource was to call all people to the middle of the room again so we could proceed with The Game.

“Shit,” Carmen cursed when the bottle pointed at her.

“I got a good one for you,” Erika warned.

Erika believed it was high time for the rest of Carmen’s pubes to go. They had been inexpertly shaven long ago and they were starting to grow back. It was Erika’s humble opinion that a good trim was in order. However, in order to make it an interesting dare, Erika included a twist. Carmen couldn’t shave herself, or ask anyone currently in the cabin, for that matter. She had to go out and find someone, anyone, willing to do it.

“I hate you,” Carmen announced with sentiment.

a) Who else but Dan the Man?
b) Jill can do it. She loves teasing girls.
c) Why not try Sue’s friends? They surely can’t still be sulking about what happened.
d) Erika suggests one of her male friends; a nice enough guy if Carmen didn’t mind to be shaven by a stranger.
e) Someone else?
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>>2203994
A/B
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>>2203994
Hmm, will being part of a dare like this make Jill *more* interested in the game or *less* interested? I think, given how much she likes teasing Melanie, she'd enjoy 'helping' Carmen, and two visits in one night might be enough to pique her curiosity.

B.
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>>2203994
B
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>>2203994
B

>>2203903
Yes. At our current rate, it should only take two years. If the brawl fanfic doesn't get update even more.
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>>2203994
b
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>>2203994
B
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B
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>>2203994
B
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>>2203994
“How am I even supposed to find someone to do… that?” Carmen resisted. “I don’t even know anyone else besides of the people here!”

“How’s that our problem?” Erika pointed out.

“You can try my approach,” Medea suggested, not looking very convinced, “even if it has not proven to be particularly effective.”
“I’m not knocking on doors at night to ask people to shave me downstairs!” Carmen seethed.

“Alright; don’t do it then,” Erika quipped. “How about tying you to an inflatable float-bed on the pool, all spread for people to see tomorrow morning? Naked, of course. We can pick you up at night. That’d be a nice penalty!”

Why couldn’t Carmen just accept her fate instead of turning people against her or making things worse for herself? No idea. She still agreed to do Erika’s dare, and to try Medea’s approach. Thanks to Medea, Carmen knew which places to visit and which to avoid, and she wasn’t forced to visit boys so that was another plus.

Her attempt was at the cabin two places to our left. They weren’t terrible with Medea, so that was something. They luckily had their lights still on. I distinctly remembered a tall girl with smallish boobs answering last time; she dismissed Medea after at least letting her say her pitch and telling her ‘her joke wasn’t funny’.

Carmen didn’t meet that person again, instead a girl with black hair and huge, huge tits for her size who played against Melanie and afterwards caught me by the tail when I attempted to flee came forth. I was under the impression that her name was Natty, or at least someone had called her that.

“Yes?” she asked Carmen at the door. There was nothing suspicious about Carmen. She was dressed in her school uniform.
Carmen took a deep breath, and shook her head. “This… this is going to sound really weird. Could you hear me out?”
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>>2204049
“You’re not… selling your clothes are you?” she anticipated. “Because I have no money and I don’t like jokes.”

“No! No. Nothing like that,” Carmen assured her. “There is… no easy way to say this, but I need your help.”

“With what?” was the automatic response.

“Shaving. I need your help shaving.”

“What? Your legs? Do you need a razor? I don’t have spare ones,” the girl looked uncomfortable speaking to Carmen and seemed ready to close the door. With nothing left to lose, Carmen went for it.

“No, I don’t need a razor. And… it isn’t the legs,” Carmen gesticulated an insinuation.

“Ohhh… Then…!”

“Yes,” Carmen confirmed.

“Why would you ask…?” the girl looked more curious than offended. “Why would you even…?”

“Natty? Who is it at the door?” Jill asked, from the inside, interrupting a conversation she was having. There was no mistaking it. It was Jill. Was she visiting?

“You’re not going to believe this!” Natty proclaimed and fully opened the door to show Carmen to the people inside. “There’s this girl, she wants… help. With her pubic hair!”

“Wait! I know you!” Jill stepped out of the Cabin. “You were also at that game! What’s going on tonight? What’s with people who play tennis with Aria knocking on doors?”

“It’s a dare,” Carmen disclosed. She wasn’t explicitly told not to, but it was a tacit understanding to keep quiet about that. “So was the other girl who came in earlier. My stupid dare is to… get shaven. The group goes against me if I don’t. Can you help me?”
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>>2204050
“Is Aria in on it?” Jill questioned, interested.

“Yes. Can you help me or not?” Carmen insisted. “If you want something in exchange for it, I understand.”

Jill reached forward and pulled Carmen’s skirt up. Carmen winced at first, but then allowed the redhead to proceed at her leisure. Girls from the inside also stretched their necks taking a look at Carmen’s bearded clam. Everyone grimaced.

“Wow, that’s…” Jill began.

“Hairy. Really hairy,” Natty finished the thought.

“I mean, sheesh!” Jill confidently knelt over and started touching around. Carmen allowed it. “You have hair even in the sides, and all the way down! That’s one hairy pussy!”

“It still looks nice, though!” Natty softened the blow. “But you should really trim it, unless your boyfriend is really into hair and stuff.”

“You can’t shave this,” Jill concluded. “You can but… that’s a razor right up your ya-ya! All around it! Mine’s not… how do you even start with this one?”

“Yeah, that looks more like something you should wax, if you ask me,” a different girl came up and took a closer look at Carmen’s crotch. I didn’t recognize the brunette. “It’s going to hurt like a bitch to pull the hairs that are close to her thing, but that would do it.

Carmen patiently held her own skirt up after being asked while people discussed about her vagina. At least no one other than Jill touched it.

“Wax it is, then”, Jill came to a consensus after someone had kindly offered some wax she had brought. “Alright, hairy beaver, step inside if you please. As a disclaimer, I’ve never done this so brace up!”

“I’ll take care of it. It sounds like fun.”

“No, you won’t. I have to learn someday,” Jill countered.

“Actually… can we do it… outside?” Carmen requested. She knew she needed a witness.
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>>2204051
“So your friends can watch?” Jill anticipated. “Aria!” she yelled into the night at a random direction. “Come out, come out; wherever you are!”

Without asking for anyone’s permission, Lisa and Erika pushed me from behind the cabin to the side we were using for hind and even in the darkness Jill detected the movement and locked her eyes with mine. I wasn’t happy about it because I was wearing nothing other than a buttoned shirt; I quickly coiled my tail going up my hips and chest and hoped the essentials were covered.

“There you are! Where are your pants?” Jill casually greeted me. “I guess it doesn’t matter. Want to come take a look?”

It wasn’t a question, I sighed and walked to Jill. Natty’s cabin was even more cramped than ours. It had six inhabitants, three of which I recognized, plus Carmen, Jill and me. No one minded me much other than Natty, who asked me a bunch of tennis related questions about my match against Jill that I just tried to dodge.
Carmen’s butt was left to rest against a pillow on the floor. The brunette with the long hair who pitched the idea of the wax stepped forward.

“This isn’t going to be fun for you without having exfoliated, but you’ll survive!” she said to Carmen, making her even more uneasy.

Was touching other girl’s body something considered normal interaction? If it was, I had missed the memo. The brunette got a few strips that looked like band-aids and started putting them as close as she could to Carmen’s opening. “I’ll do the honors,” Jill offered, and after a few minutes grabbed the strips and ripped them out in a single go each. Carmen screamed all four times.

The skin was left blood red, but the results spoke for themselves. They had gotten rid of Carmen’s most troublesome hairs closest to her pink parts, even if a small jungle remained above.
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>>2204052
Carmen was made to strip her skirt and to stand up. Jill made me kneel close to Carmen and to rinse her mons pubis to then apply some shaving cream. All the time during, Jill kept messing with me trying to lift my shirt – something I obviously didn’t want happening due to my tail – being amused by my understandably exaggerated reaction. She also tried swatting my hand while I was working to make me touch Carmen’s vagina; then saying stuff like:

“Aria! How daring!” or “Aria is so mischievous!”

It was annoying. With my work done, Jill grabbed a razor and got to it; but only after I had to effusively refuse her instructions to do it myself, telling her that I was forbidden to due to the rules of the dare, something she had to accept.

At first, Carmen’s pubic depilation and shaving was the talk and center of attention. As minutes went by, one by one the girls got bored and returned to what they were doing. One complimented my ‘contacts’ and that was all the interaction I got out of them.

“Done!” Jill announced. “Aria, clean this up, will you?”

Jill handed me a paper towel, and Carmen tolerated getting touched by me yet again. I knew what I was in for, and just accepted it. Jill kept trying to mess with my shirt and then tickle my armpits when I tried to stop her.
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>>2204054
“Got your ears!” she surprised me by getting her hands near my head and getting a good grip on my ears, and pulling hard.

I screamed, howled and hissed, swatting Jill’s hand away, and grabbing everyone’s awareness with my overtly violent noises and actions.. Nervous, I licked the middle of my upper lip in a quick motion and my ears stepped back and down.

“W-wait…” Jill vacillated. “Aria, what in the…?”

“Thanks for the help!” Carmen shot. “We have to go!”

Carmen grabbed my hand and dragged me out, leaving her skirt behind.

a) Carmen dares Aria to be a test subject for everyone’s amusement.
b) Carmen dares Lisa to play chess against Dan. She can’t use hands, mouth or feet to move the pieces.
c) Carmen dares Medea to haunt Dan.
d) Carmen dares Elmira to recover the skirt lost at Natty’s, and to make up something up about Aria’s ears.
e) Carmen dares Sue to put a show with the dildo making a lot of noise on the boy’s side. People will come see.
f) Carmen dares Erika to get fucked with a strap on by a volunteer. It’s not a repeat dare because it’s a different hole.
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>>2204055
C. First time around was glorious, and Medea's got a talent for it.
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>>2204055
C
Dan deserves it and more. Plus, I have no doubt she can fend him off if need be
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>>2204055
A or F

I like the waxing, i wasn't expecting it.
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>>2204055
A
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>>2204055
A. Elmira and Sue should be curious of Aria's cat girl anatomy.

I was tempted to vote f. Since I like the idea for bad ass Erika to be helpless and vulnerable for change. But I will wait for a better opportunity appears.
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>>2204055
a
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>>2204055
C
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>>2204055 (a)
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>>2204055
D
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>>2204055
C, it's everything I ever wanted.
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>>2204055
C
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>>2204055
A. Hope it isnt too late.
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>>2204149
Au contraire, it was a tiebreaker.

>>2204055
I got mad at both Erika and Lisa for pushing me out when they did. I was in no state of clothing to be placed in enclosed spaces with people who didn’t know about my condition. Carmen also reprehended them, but that was probably just her resentment towards her dare.

“Do you want to update your picture?” Erika asked to Carmen taking out her phone. “You look so much better this way. Muah!” she kissed her fingers as if describing a delicious plate. The answer was, of course, ‘no’.

Comments like that from all of us who just tried to tell Carmen she was better shaven bare because of how her hair grew down there just made her all the more angry. She was angry her labia hurt, she was angry they were left so red, and she was angry ‘to look like a whore’. Lisa for once managed to keep her hands well-behaved while she applied some exfoliant to Carmen, who kept complaining about the pain and how at least for tonight she didn’t want any dares that could further strain her vulva; which of course would include the dildo; and was not happy to hear Medea say that it was no problem to use the back entrance if such situations arose.

The bottle rolled again even while Carmen bitched about how even sitting was an issue now. I shuddered to think who would be the one who lost the round and had to deal with Carmen’s spite. Of course, that would be me. The bottle pointed at my right leg; just a smidge away from pointing at Lisa instead.

“You’re… not mad because I touched you under Jill’s orders, are you?” I tried to smile to Carmen, fearing the worst.

“Actually, you’ve improved a lot since your last attempt,” Carmen probably referenced the time I actually trimmed her myself. “But no, I’m not mad. I’ll even go easy on you. Step one, take off your shirt.”
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>>2204161
I obeyed. Despite not wearing any underwear or pants, taking off my shirt finally made me feel naked. It was almost like a short dress and now it was gone.

“Step two, go all fours,” Carmen requested, and I complied, gulping. I involuntary clenched, expecting something to be forcefully inserted. Carmen stepped up to me.

Carmen placed her hand just below my neck, at the beginning of my back. She started scratching and taking her hand lower and lower. It felt nice, something triggered.

“Oh, she does the whole butt raise thing!” Elmira voiced what everyone was thinking. My posterior went up because I reflexively stretched my legs and arched my back. I could have stopped it if I wanted to, probably. I just didn’t want to.

“That’s your dare,” Carmen offered. “Just behave and stay put. We’ll test a few things,” she said as she scratched just above my tail and I lost control of my tongue to the laughter of everyone who wasn’t Medea.

And just like that, the Museum of Aria had been opened to the public for the second time. A few things were just nice; Erika scratched me behind the ears, which prompted me to raise my neck and close my eyes; Erika then rubbed my neck and purring followed. Most other things were not; Carmen had been wondering what the deal was with me not letting people touch the tail and tried to take it as far as she could, pulling and stroking it; I repeatedly asked her to stop, and she only did when I had a panic attack and started crying; which was a good thing because a few second more of that and I would have gotten a penalty game for scratching and biting my dare-giver.

“I just don’t like it when you grab it or pull it!” I stressed, not knowing how I could make it any clearer.
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>>2204162
Another favorite was touching me inside the ears to make them flutter. It was especially amusing to do it a few times in a row and I rolled my whole head in reflex. They ignored me when I complained I was getting dizzy.

I had to perform plenty of fitness tests; my most requested tricks concerned my flexibility. I could place both legs behind my head effortlessly, a very humiliating position while nude, I could scratch my ears with my toes, and yes, of course I was requested to lick my own genitals.

“Shit, I’m jealous,” Lisa mocked me.

I was held in the air and suddenly let go of, so people could watch me spin in the air to land upright – repeatedly –; I was asked to meow in command, which apparently was very convincing; to do increasingly difficult acrobatic stunts – I couldn’t do the triple spin backflip, not with the roof in the way –, but my least favorite outside of the tail pulling, had to be the string.

“Stop it already, Erika!” I seriously asked her to.

“You stop it! You’re the one chasing it!” she laughed.

“I’m telling you that I have to get it! Stop it!”
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>>2204163
They thought it was in good fun, but having me chase a piece of string around the room was unnerving and stressing. I knew it was dumb, I knew if I wanted people to stop laughing all I had to do was give up the chase, but above all of that; I just really, really wanted to get the damn thing in my hands and slice it into little pieces so it would stop moving, which I would have manage a long time ago if PEOPLE STOPPED GETTING IN MY WAY!

“Ooooh, so close, Aria! Erika, have her do a wall-jump again!”

a) Aria has Erika promise to never use the string again. The dare was over, and she kept it up until Aria got exhausted. She can’t help herself and would like Erika to knock it off.
b) Aria has Carmen let herself be examined by Dan and his crew, see how she likes it. They’ll have to go easy on her reddened parts, but everything else was fair game.
c) Aria dares Medea to haunt Dan.
d) Aria allows Lisa to have the strap-on used on the actual hole it was meant to.
e) Elmira has to find the fat boy at the movies and give her shorts and panties back. Aria had already meant it to be the case.
f) Aria uses Sue to tire Lisa out. Aria didn’t want any nocturnal shenanigans and it was getting late.
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>>2204164
Oh wow. Aria acting like a cat is too damn cute! I definitely want to see more of it in the future.
f
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>>2204164
C, Medea's got a talent for being spooky and if this time is anything like last's it'll be amazing to see.
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>>2204164
That is incredibly cute and well written. I assume some of these things might get Aria in trouble in the future. How much of this is Aria just "letting go" and how much of it is 'forced' for the dare (like the string)? How doomed is she versus laser pointers?

I can't decide for this vote. The dice however say C. Dan must be punished.
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>>2204164
c
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||Today's gonna be slow, something just came up||

>>2204186
She can't stop looking at the red bright light as it turns, and if you catch her distracted she'll reflexively try to reach for it. You still can't fool her into thinking it's a solid object she can touch; which she would find distressing because something deep inside her is just imagining how pleasant it would be to catch it.

Imagine a dieting guy watching a movie of someone stuffing themselves. The guy knows he can't reach through the screen, but that doesn't stop him from wanting to, or from salivating.

The string wasn't even part of the dare. Aria can't help it. It's solid, it's moving fast and its in front of her. She wants it.
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>>2204164
C
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>>2204164
D, And that was super fucking cute. I need more of it.
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>>2204164
C, but it would be nice for something cool to happen to Medea. She's been shit on a bit lately, and she needs cheering up
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>>2204164
Split vote C/D
A is not fun although that's what Aria would like to do
F sound like it would use up more time than leave it as is
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>>2204164
D. Medea has done a lot this night she can haunt Dan another night
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>>2204164
C
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>>2204161
C
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>>2204164
E or F.
If this is the last time we get to see those in the dare at least make it hard on them.
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Shit. Some men kick a ball the right way and the whole country stops.
Sorry for bitching, but that's some honest-to-God tier BS.
Lost the whole day. Story's been ready to go for around eight hours.

>>2204164
“Come on, Aria. I’ve already said I’m sorry,” Erika tried petting my head, but every time her hands made contact with my body, I let out a sad, piercing yowl.

I was laying on my bed, my back to the group. In my mouth I had a few pieces of red string that I kept chewing. I was sweating profusely; I didn’t even care if I made the bed dirty, not that I would ever use it for sleeping again. I was in a bad mood, offended to be used like a toy.

“Just give her a minute. She’s tired, and angry,” Carmen for once said something sensitive and right on point. Erika wouldn’t have it, though.

“Ow, Awia is anwry. Why is Awia anwry?” she patronizingly baby-talked, then lay next to me to hug me and mess my hair.
I yowled, when that didn’t work I hissed. I jumped out of the bed, and in a second leap I made it to a beam near the roof. Elmira and Sue clapped. The wooden surface of it was dusty, but I didn’t care. I crouched there; just thinking about how nice it was to be able to watch everyone from above, even if I was giving them all a premiere view of my anus and vagina.

“You have to give her space,” Medea suggested. “Cats can be notoriously-”

“I’m not a cat! I’m people!” I interrupted, fuming.
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>>2204322
“People don’t chase some string until they get tuckered out and get mad for not being able to stop themselves,” Erika remarked. “If you keep acting like a cat, guess what we’re going to keep treating you like? Come down here and take your damn turn. We’re all waiting on you.”

Even through my ire, I could see her point. I couldn’t hold Medea’s Game for everyone. I leapt down directly on my sitting place. Erika ambushed me from the back, grabbing me.

“Don’t be mad, okay?” she requested in a sweet voice. “You’re my little Aria,” she kissed the top of my head from behind me. “Even when I tease her, I care a lot about my little Aria.”

She rested her cheek over my head for a few seconds, and let go to walk to her place while everyone got into position. Cunning little schemer, how could I stay mad at her?

A little embarrassed about my recent tantrum, I tried dodging everyone’s eyes while I swiped the glass bottle to decide our next loser; it pointed to its owner, right at Medea.

“You had it easy last time, remember? Don’t go overboard on her,” Carmen asserted. I didn’t happen to think ‘I had it easy’, but at least could agree Medea had a rough night even though I wasn’t the one guilty of it.

“I do not mind,” Medea stated.

I just tried thinking of something that played on Medea’s strengths, and that came to mind almost immediately.

“I dare you to scare Dan,” I decided. My dare was received by widespread approval.

“I’ve been meaning to ask for that one for the longest time!” Erika chirped. “I never get Medea.”

There was no need to specify that Medea should be naked or anything of the sort. Due to the new rules established tonight, she had already taken off her clothes and thus couldn’t wear anything else for the night. That was also the case for Sue, Lisa and Me; three clothed girls leading four nudists at the dead of night to the boys’ side of the cabins, what fun.
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>>2204324
I thought Medea’s dare would have to be exponentially more difficult because Dan still had his lights on, but I didn’t count on the craftiness of the little cutie. Medea had everyone but me stand as far as they could so they wouldn’t be spotted – I just got in top of the cabin noiselessly to wait for my turn to move.

Everyone in Dan’s cabin was at their respective beds busy with their own phone. Medea knocked.

“It’s them! I hope this one has big titties! Last one was uh…”

“You take that back. Last one was cute, fuck you, man!”

They hurried to open the door, but Medea was already gone. She had gotten to the side of the building.

“Huh, no one,” the tallest guy besides Dan had answered. He closed the door. “SHIT! F-fuck!” he suddenly cursed.

“What’s wrong, Sayied?”

“N-nothing. I thought I saw something.”

They all stopped meddling with their phones. Dan got very serious. “You know that doesn’t fly here anymore, man. We all were here that night. What did you see?”

“A… face. At the window. A g-girl.” That wasn’t me. Medea had shown herself with her face covered by her hair for a split second.

“Shit…” Dan gulped. “Alright, people. This is not a drill. It’s happening again.”

Medea started singing with her melodic voice. It wasn’t any song I knew of, and it didn’t have any lyrics. She stopped after a few seconds; then shrieked. The lights inside the cabin went off that instant. I had turned off a lever on the fuse box at the back as had been previously requested.
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>>2204325
“B-back to back!” ordered Dan; and they quickly ran to each other, forming a small circle with their backs facing to the center. “Lights, people!” The ones who didn’t already have the flashlights on their phones at the ready, did so. Silence reigned for a while. Medea began singing again, this time closer to them. I began leaping as high as I could – which was freaking high! – and stomped on the roof repeatedly. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

That was the signal. The girls took their positions while Medea singed louder and closer to cover their footsteps. She then stopped and began doing that incredibly creepy sob only she could do.

We all counted in silence. One. Two. Three. Four. Five!
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>>2204326
At the very same time, all girls screamed at the top of their lungs. Three were under one window, three under the other, and I at the rooftop. The boys imitated us beautifully, and opened the door of their cabin tripping on one another, running away like their lives depended on it.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Duke yelled from inside his room.

a) It’s close to midnight, and Aria has to wake up early in the morning. Medea decides to give the ‘Day Dare’.
b) Loser has to kiss five people outside of the players. Sleeping people are A-OK.
c) Loser continually plays with herself while obligated to answer with the truth to everything she’s asked during. Aria cannot be asked anything about her cat transformation if she happens to lose. You can post questions you want answered.
d) Everyone donates a few drops of ‘love juice’. Loser drinks it all. It’s not a potion.

For A:

1) Regardless of state of clothing, loser must show their bare behind at all times.
2) Buttplug will be inside of them. Cannot be taken out outside of toilet necessities.
3) They must masturbate on three public places. It’s up to them when and where, but failure to do so by the evening incurs in a penalty.
4) They cannot wear the same thing for more than an hour. If you have worn it for an hour, strip it no matter where you are.
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>>2204327
D, Also, i liked the cuteness with aria/erika, I still ship them, and enjoy there interactions.
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>>2204322
Well, even being a two update day both updates were really good so I'm not complaining.

>>2204327
A 1 or 4 with Carmen, or D random. A lot of good options here so I'll just vote for all the ones I like.
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>>2204327
Damn. Aria's cat side is too precious! Love it! Gonna vote D random
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>>2204327
A4 Carmen (I feel like the towel dare this mandates needing to attend at least the daily meals. Otherwise she'll just stay inside the cabin the whole day.)
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>>2204327
A lot of top tier options here. I vote D for anybody (can be random), but if A wins I want 1 for Carmen
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D. Random
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>>2204327
A2/D. Medea clearly has a thing for crafting, and has somewhat shown what she can do before to the group.

Are succubi too /d/?
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D Elmira
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>>2204335
Seems like D is going to win this one, but it dawned on me the the new girls would have an extremely high chance of refusing a day dare, so are prime targets if we want to penalty someone.
>>2204344
I don't think so, Succubi threads show up all the time on /e/
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Maybe an enchanted Moura is present?
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For Medea that is
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Speaking of Medea and succubi, how many days of power or whatever does she have going right now? Not sure how much Aria's and Lisa's potion cost
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CoD is now two months old as of today. Thanks to all the readers everywhere.

>>2204335
Not necessarily. Don't worry, no girl is getting away with half-assing a day-dare as long as you don't want her to.

>>2204391
>>2204344
Medea's statistically bound to have half-sisters that fit the ticket; even a camper depending on what happens. We can make it a theme for another day, or even a theme after camp.

I'd have to read more on C:TD and to get it right. Tomorrow's for Jill (who kind of fits, but has shown to be full human) and her group, next day is for bonfire. Either day 9 or 10 definitely reserved for Medea. Maybe day 10-11? Nothing's set in stone.

>>2204434
Aria's Feral Power costed 2 whole nights. Lisa didn't cost anything at all; Medea used a different vial; she is very capable of making potions without using her decanter; like the sleeping potion she gave to Aria mouth-to-mouth.

Medea has just gathered 3 more nights. She needed around 7 more to complete her objective, but she's getting more ritual power than she expected, and night 8 is going to be insane.

>>2204327
We quietly retreated around the back, giggling our asses off. It was not for Duke’s sake; screw Duke. We just wanted to keep the illusion of supernatural to Dan and his crew and laughing or coming out openly from the front would be very counter-productive to that.

Duke was also not the only one we had woken up. We had screamed like banshees; probably heard around at least most cabins… and over half of us were nude. Lights were turning on everywhere. Discretion was key.

I was perfectly fine; prowling around in the dark couldn’t be any easier. The same couldn’t be said about my companions.
“There’s some girls streaking around!” a male voice said from behind us.
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>>2204435
No one turned to see who it was; they just stopped being careful and started running. There was no way they had seen me; but even though Medea was small and quick, her marble-white skin reflected light back with a shine. Sue betrayed us all by yapping in shame. Lisa hardly cared about being seen, but Erika dragged her along. Carmen may not have been nude, but she was bottomless and the cover her thick bush provided was gone; she was now as bare down there as the rest of us.

Sue’s cry started a chain reaction. More heads of people that come out to see what all the screaming had been about turned our way; they fostered further cries of shame which in turn made our group a magnet for attention. Four cute little butts was what people got to see as the girls made a run for it from the boy side to our cabin.

“There they are! Check the ass on those blonde ones!”

“Anyone wants some?” Lisa stopped to turn and ask, but Erika kept pulling her and forced her to go on despite already having gotten a few affirmative answers.

As for me? Screw that. I wasn’t running with them. I was carefully watching from above, licking the back of my hand to make my hair smell just right. I’d be down once things settled down. I yawned, stretched and leapt from one rooftop to the other, feeling sorry for the running nudists that had just made it to their door and were hurrying inside.

“Where the hell have you been?” Erika asked me when I made my way through the window.

“I saw her jump a wall the second things started getting hairy,” Elmira testified. She also hadn’t run with the main group and with the luxury of her clothes had been fashionably late.

I gave no answer, myself. I rushed to my things, grabbed my toothbrush, some toothpaste and started brushing heading to the sink right away. Several questions got raised by my behavior, but my mouth was busy. Once I was done, I gargled, spat, rinsed my mouth and was ready to reveal the truth.
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>>2204436
“I ate a bug!” I fretted. “I don’t know why I did! It was flying around and I caught it!”

“What bug was it?” Sue inquired.

“I don’t know and I don’t want to know!” I bleated, cringing. “I’m going to be sick!” I spat, I still could remember the crunchiness. “Whose turn is it?” I changed the topic and tried to keep the mental image away.

Medea noted that it was getting late and we would have to wrap things up soon. I agreed, having a date in the morning. Probably dares of going out were done. She rolled the bottle and took her turn normally. The loser frowned.

Medea explained her dare as she fingered herself, standing. It was kind of adorable having her own gasps of pleasure interrupt her speech. She put a small vial to her crotch, and allowed some of the clear liquid emanating from it to drip into it. Medea passed her to her right, to Erika. We all had to pitch in, even the loser.

“This is kind of… icky." Erika noted. "Oh, well. Sick dare, anyway."

It was a rather bizarre, but very stimulating spectacle. How were we all doing this? We were all standing; in a circle, masturbating. The ones who weren’t naked already removed their bottoms. It was as close to an orgy as I had ever seen.

Erika proved that her own technique worked just fine on her own body, and poured in some liquid inside the vial. She handed the bottle to me.

I was drenched and then some; we had just started, but being surrounded by girls touching themselves had been so much that I was close to orgasm as it was. I put the vial to my thigh and some of the liquid that was already dripping there got inside. I gave it to Lisa.
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>>2204437
Now, if anyone didn’t have a problem what we were doing, it was Lisa. She was going at it without moderation, the only one moaning loudly. She got her juices right from the source almost instantly. She passed the vial to Elmira.

Elmira was in the same page as I was. Her face denoted pure bliss; I was certain she was very happy to have come here just for the experience she has having right now. She got drop from drop from her vagina using her fingers; getting them wet first and shaking them above the vial; and she didn’t stop masturbating once she passed the container to Sue.

Sue was not amused to receive the vial and also had to work a bit longer to get wet. It must not have been easy for a strictly straight girl who didn’t have all the experience in dares we had. She closed her eyes, tried to tone down by ignoring Elmira and Lisa who kept going at it, and finally got just enough juice to fill her part.

Lastly, Carmen received it. Despite being of similar mind to Sue, being the last one, her fluids were ready to go and she poured them from her thigh just like I had done. The concoction of pussy juice was ready. Its smell was very interesting to say the least.

“Bottoms up, Carmen!” Erika chanted. “Lisa, stop it. We’re already done, damn it!”

Carmen’s grimace of utter disgust I found funny. Personally I thought I had it much worse with eating a bug and didn’t pity her at all.

“Aaarggh!” Carmen roared, closed her eyes and gulped the whole thing. “Bleh! Bleh!” she took out her tongue and made gagging noises; at least she didn’t spit. “I swear to God, any of you have an STD and I’m…”
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>>2204438
“We’re all clean, sheesh,” I assured her. I took a few more whiffs at the air to be sure. Yeah, there was no mistaking it; all lady bits smelled fine.

Carmen imitated to the letter the pantomime I had executed upon entering the cabin after my nocturnal incursion, grabbing her own toothbrush.

“I am so done for the night,” she bickered coming out of the bathroom. “All gather up. I’m giving the last dare; the dare for the whole day tomorrow. I don’t care if you’re new.”

1) Regardless of state of clothing, loser must show their bare behind at all times.
2) Loser is forced to wear a skirt so people could see their butt-plug tail!
3) They must masturbate on three specified places in public. Cafeteria, pool, and movie room. Failure to do so by the evening incurs in a penalty.
4) They cannot wear the same thing for more than an hour. If you have worn it for an hour, strip it no matter where you are.
5) You can propose your own dare.

//Carmen also enters this dare, don’t forget. The bottle might also point at her.
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>>2204439
1 or 4, Carmen or Aria.
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4 Aria
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4 Carmen
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>>2204439
2. I want to say Aria. Maybe she can twirl her tail around the fake one, make it look like a butt plug and try to blend in some?

If that isnt possible, vote goes to Medea.
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>>2204440
Refining my vote to just 4 Aria, it'll be especially fun while Aria's meeting up with Jill.
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>>2204439
2 Carmen
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>>2204439
1 Aria
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>>2204444
Imagine forgetting an image.
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>>2204439
3, Aria. Maybe Jill can tag along and tempt Aria to be more daring. Since Jill is an exhibitionist.
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>>2204327
I would have voted A3 Melanie but then
>>2204439
For this..I am thinking about 2-Aria, 2-Medea, 4-Carmen or 4-Aria.
Given current votes I guess I would be voting for 4-Aria then.
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CoD is now 200, 000 words long. Brawl fanfic is still kicking our ass, but we have to start somewhere.

>>2204493
We'll get more Melanie tomorrow.

>>2204489
"Somewhat of an exhibitionist" says the bio, to be fair. She doesn't enjoy being humiliated or exposed in public, just gets off on it.

>>2204439
It was up to me to illustrate to Sue and Elmira what she meant by the ‘day-dare’. I admit taking a certain amount of morbid pleasure watching their paling faces as I recited former examples and what the penalties could entail. Both the girls knew that even if they weren’t part of the cabin, as long as we had Erika they were forced to keep to their word to fulfill the dare.

Of course, all the drama that I had spoken came back to bite me right in the butt when Carmen’s roll pointed to me.

“That’s the second day-dare in a row I lose!” I protested, not to my friends but to luck itself, if such an entity existed.

“Oh, poor little thing. I can’t imagine what that’s like,” Carmen sneered, my fellow two-time loser.

Still, I had the right to be upset. She got incredibly easy day dares. Not wearing underwear? Please, I didn’t have any more clean bras. And going around in a towel? I did that yesterday without even having to. Being slave to a nympho; and now what Carmen had proposed went even beyond that. That was the sort of stuff I had to deal with.
The dare was a little hard to understand. Basically, I couldn’t wear the same article of clothing for more than an hour; this included underwear. The second the hour rolled in, I had to remove the clothes no matter what I was doing or who was in front; or else it would be a penalty and I doubted to be able to get easily out of it if Carmen was in charge.
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>>2204508
I pressed for details about the dare, just so we were clear. Abusing the rules by just bringing along a change of clothes and switching between sets every forty minutes at a secure location occurred to all of us; so in order to avoid that loophole I was also not allowed to take any spare clothes out of the cabin; if I wanted to change I had to return to my things every sixty minutes which I knew sometimes would prove impossible. A little consolation was that even if I had only one set of clothing, I could undress after an hour, wait in my birthday suit for another hour and wear my clothes back again. When all was said and done, I was sure that the dare would make tomorrow a royal pain.

“I’m beat!” Erika exclaimed, stretching. “Alright, Aria; to bed,” she grabbed my arm.

“Where do you think you’re taking my slave?” Lisa stopped her by grabbing my other arm.

“She’s not your slave anymore, remember? She even has another dare,” Erika remarked.

“She said she would be sleeping with me from now on. Hands off!” Lisa seethed.

“You had her last night. Tonight’s my turn!” Erika pulled me harder, I thought about crying in pain, but honestly I was flattered.

“This shitty place is too fucking cold! I can’t sleep without her!” Lisa complained.

“And she can’t sleep with you, you keep molesting her!” Lisa appealed.

“And you don’t?”

A loud thud surprised the whole room. Medea had kicked her own mattress down to the floor.

“Place two mattresses together and simply share her,” she advised. “I will take Aria’s bed. It was never my intention to sleep on the top-side, in any case.”

“What about us?” Elmira wondered alongside Sue, The Game was over for the night.

“What about you?” Carmen dismissed them cruelly. “Get lost.”

“No, wait; I have an idea,” Erika announced, letting go of me. She grabbed my mattress and threw it; then Lisa’s, then her own. “Slumber party!”
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>>2204510
The idea was not well-received at first; seen as childish and moronic. Ten minutes later, all other mattresses, all bed sheets, all pillows and all girls were on the floor. Who needed clothes when you had so many snuggle-buddies? Lisa forgot about me in favor of Medea but Erika held me tightly, Elmira had one of my legs and I repeatedly made her sneeze with my tail, Carmen just thought it would be alright to rest a foot on top of my chest but to be fair I was kicking Sue on her side. I felt giddy by the comfy sense of security of being in bodily contact with so many people at once. Erika kissed me good-night and I couldn’t help saying “I love you.”

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I woke up to the chirping of a bird, which was a good thing because I had forgotten to put an alarm. Erika and I were still next to each other, everyone else were in different positions than I remembered. Sue, for example, was hugging Medea’s butt and my hand had been on Carmen’s face for what smelled like hours. I sat up.

“Elmira, Elmira,” I yawned, tail-whipping the unconscious girl’s face. “Wake up; we have to meet up with Jill.”

“Shut up, Aria,” Carmen slurred at me without opening her eyes.

I tried getting up, but it was not possible without taking Lisa’s head off my lap. I woke her up in the process. After grunting, she rubbed her eyes and looked at me like she was drunk.

a) The effect of the potion is over. She remembers everything and doesn’t know what she did what she did. She’s still in love with Medea.
b) Lisa still had some lust remaining, it will fade slowly as the day moves forward.
c) The effect of the potion is over. Lisa felt like she was dreaming and is struggling to fill the blanks of what happened yesterday. While she doesn’t remember, she’ll probably fall in love with Medea again.
d) Medea’s artificial blood bond was only temporary. The potion has absolutely no effect on Lisa anymore.
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A or C, lusty Lisa has had her day and now it's time to see the ramifications.
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>>2204511
B into A
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>>2204511
C
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A should be the most embarrassing one, especially since there should be some dissonance with her views on homosexuality.
Also, drama potential.
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>>2204511 (b)
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D. Rather not have the potion affect Lisa anymore. Lisa can still change without the potion anyway. She will still remember what she did and will have to come to terms with what she has done.
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>>2204511
A
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>>2204511
C, going into A. Sounds like a ton of fun.
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>>2204511
A for sure
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>>2204511
D
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Plenty of mixed opinions. Let's say Lisa keeps the blood bond, which may or may not evolve into love (although invariably will transmute into very strong emotions be them hatred or friendship); but the lust effect is done.

>>2204511
“I’m going… somewhere. Do you want to some with?” I proposed to Lisa, thinking I needed a witness for my dare and that it would be very nice of me to take this sex-crazed blonde away from people who were still sleeping.

Lisa’s eyes took some time to focus into me; it was as she was trying to see something distant at my back.

“A-Aria?” she recognized me seemingly dumbfounded.

“Yes. Are you in there, Lisa? I told you I’m going out, I’m taking Elmira. Do you want to go, too?”

While maintaining eye contact with me, Lisa’s face started turning into a deep shade of red as if someone had forcefully removed wax strips all over it. “I-I-I have to be somewhere!” she bleated out in a panic.

Lisa got up to her feet tripping over herself, and ran for the door. She gave a step outside and then went back in, realizing she was naked. She then went to a bag of hers, emptied all over her mattress-less bunk and grabbed a random amalgam of clothes. She didn’t even wear them, just bolted out of the door with the clothes under her arm like she couldn’t bear be in my presence any longer.

“What’s gotten into her?” Elmira asked me with her eyes half-closed.

“Get up and put on some clothes. We have to be somewhere,” I urged.

I was worried until I checked my phone and saw we still had over half an hour to get there. I didn’t have that many clothes left, so in a way I was glad to be forced to be wearing dirty clothes. I put on the tennis uniform that used to be Melanie’s which was more or less my size, and the cap with holes for my ears – good excuse for not brushing my hair.
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>>2204601
Elmira only had her clothes from yesterday; but a pair of shorts and a shirt looked just fine for sports if needed. She was very excited about meeting Jill. We mostly woke everyone up by moving around the room searching for our clothes; an obvious disadvantage of sleeping on the floor. Medea got fully up, and dressed herself. The rest were groggy, covering their heads with sheets or pillows just waiting for me to leave so they could have another few minutes of rest.

“Can Elmira be my witness?” I asked to Medea, not sure if someone who had just started yesterday and I had no idea if would join us again tonight would do the job.

“You hardly need a witness, Aria,” Medea acknowledged. “Both you and I know what happens to oath-breakers. I am sure you will keep to your word or failing that, will confess,” I solemnly nodded, remember the guy who had the stroke yesterday. “But answering your question, yes. I believe Elmira will do fine to ease the doubts of the rest of the coven.”

Elmira was waiting for me at the door, jogging in place. “Let’s go! We can’t be late!” she nagged.

“One last thing,” I addressed Medea. “I think Lisa’s… back to normal. Someone’s going to need to talk to her about yesterday and all the stuff she did.” And by someone I meant Medea. I was too busy with my date with Jill and the dare.

“Aria! Come on!” Elmira insisted. “She’ll think we don’t care if we make her wait!”

Medea nodded, and I turned back. Elmira opened the door, and started running. I wasn’t letting her set the pace, though. I calmly walked and she just was forced to match my speed because I was the one Jill was expecting.
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>>2204603
“Your stupid tail is showing your panties,” Elmira grudgingly mumbled behind. “And you’re walking like you had high-heels.”

I hurried to hide my underwear. The tail just seemed to naturally want to stay straight vertically; I had to manually order it to stay down. There was no point in hiding it, of course. Everyone in the tennis club, or whatever they called themselves, had seen me play with a tail when I had nothing but a few rags covering me and didn’t say anything. As for my ‘high-heel walking’; who cared? It felt weird walking with the whole sole to the ground and if anyone thought it was odd that was their problem, not mine.

Other than Elmira who kept pestering me to speed up our pace – that only encouraged me to go slower – it was an uneventful and easy stroll, for once. There was no one playing by the pool, I only heard a shower turned on in the boy’s dressing room. We made it to the tennis courts with three whole minutes to spare. Jill was already there. She wasn’t alone.

“What did I tell you?” Elmira sassed self-righteously. “We’re late, she’s already here!”

a) Jill cautiously dodges the ear-pulling incident.
b) Jill can’t think of anything to speak other than Aria’s new body parts, and maybe the old ones, too.
c) Jill is not happy about Elmira joining in, and before doing anything else, Elmira receives “training”.
d) Aria was only here to be polite and tell Jill that something came up and she can’t play tennis or whatever this was (because of the dare).

//It’s 07:57; Aria is perfectly aware she wore her clothes at 07:38.
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>>2204605
C, time for discussion between Jill and Aria.
Besides, Elmira reminds me too much of an annoying coworker for me to like her in a story.
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B+C, I'm interested in this 'training' we keep hearing of, but Jill needs to know the truth too.
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>>2204605
B+C as well
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>>2204605
C first
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>>2204628
name
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>>2204605
B+C
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>>2204605
C
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>>2204605
B+C
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>>2204605
B+C
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>>2204605
“Friend of yours?” was Jill’s greeting, referring to Elmira.

Jill had exited the fenced courts to come meet us half way. Melanie, the mean girl named Kathy and a boy were all inside.

“Sure, let’s go with that,” I conceded. “I’m here, and I’m in my tennis uniform. Just like you wanted. What’s up?”

“What’s up, you ask? Other than I barely got any sleep and that I’m freaking out, you mean?” Jill lifted a hand to my head, tried prodding my ears. They flickered at her touch, and she quickly retracted her hand in a comically exaggerated gesture of surprise.

“H-hi! I’m… my name is Elmira. I’m a-”

“Not now, kid,” Jill interrupted, she didn’t seem to have any spare brainpower to acknowledge the existence of poor Elmira; I further messed with Jill by using my tail to lift her skirt. Light blue, very frilly. “Aria, if you don’t tell me those are mechanical or something, I’m going to scream and then I’m going to faint,” she sounded serious.

I sneaked my tail inside Jill’s panties and started tickling her inappropriately. She didn’t even seem to notice anything other than the fact something furry and attached to my back was moving.

“I’m Elmira Lindberg and I’m very pleased to meet you!” Elmira shouted, taking Jill off the trance she was getting into, which was for the best.

“What the fuck do you want?” Jill turned to Elmira, very stressed. “Are you not seeing this? Are you in on it? Who has the remote controller?”
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>>2204678
“She’s Elmira. She pulled me out of a very though spot yesterday; I promised her I would introduce you two,” I explained. “She says she’s a huge fan, has a magazine with you in it and everything. I was hoping you could… teach her around the courts or something. I don’t know,” I shrugged. I had pulled Jill’s panties down and was now repeatedly slapping her thighs.

“Oh, you want to train?” Jill challenged. “We’ll train, then. You, ginger, five laps around the fence.”

“Yes, Jill!” Elmira sang and off she went.

“You called her ‘ginger’, but you’re a redhead yourself,” I observed, Jill ignored that.

“Aria, I need you to strip naked. Now. You probably can’t tell, but I’m scared. I need to… make sure it isn’t real.”

“Calm down. Let’s go sit near the fence to watch Elmira run. We’ll have a talk,” I proposed. Ever since yesterday night I knew this was unavoidable; at least I was having fun while I could.

“Okay, but you have to make that… thing, stop. This is serious, not the best time to be rubbing my pussy.”

“Deal.”

We found a nice, grassy spot to sit on. “And… that’s five,” Elmira panted. It was funny she was nearly out of breath from running just that, but somehow thought she could make it all the way from the cabins to here not half an hour ago.

“Too slow, try again,” Jill sternly ordered. “You have a minute or you’re doing five more without your shorts.”

“W-wh… O-okay!” Elmira somehow agreed.

“Are you still here? Time’s running! Five, six, seven! Go!” Jill barked at her.

“You have interesting training methods,” I commented while watching Elmira sprint away.

“And they work,” Jill proudly boasted. “You would not believe how much Melanie has improved this last week. To be fair, I can’t believe how much you improved in a few days. God damn it. Aria, I can’t take it anymore. I’m taking a look.”
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>>2204679
“W-wh… O-okay!” Elmira somehow agreed.

“Are you still here? Time’s running! Five, six, seven! Go!” Jill barked at her.

“You have interesting training methods,” I commented while watching Elmira sprint away.

“And they work,” Jill proudly boasted. “You would not believe how much Melanie has improved this last week. To be fair, I can’t believe how much you improved in a few days. God damn it. Aria, I can’t take it anymore. I’m taking a look.”

“It’s probably better if you do,” I allowed.

We were sitting with our front to the fence. Melanie was stretching while the boy and Kathy played against each other in what looked a very friendly and casual match. Jill lifted my shirt, pointing out the stagnant smell of old sweat; she then undid my skirt and pulled it down just enough she could see the stem of my tail. I moved it around; not to make a point, but because I was getting nervous.

“N-no way!” Jill marveled, perplexed. “There is no way! How does this…?”

“F-five… five laps…” Elmira dragged herself to us, rudely interrupting.

“That was like two minutes!” Jill exploded. “Shorts off! Now! Panties up. As high up as they go. Higher, higher. There you go, give me a smile. Now give me ten more laps with your wedgie just like that. You have six minutes,” Without so much as talking back, Elmira went her way. Kathy scored a point to the boy she was playing against while he got distracted by Elmira’s ridiculous appearance.

“I’d thank you to keep it as private as possible,” I humbly requested, not sure of how long I could keep the secret to the rest of the camp, myself.

“I’m glad your friend stopped me when she did. I was about to break down,” Jill confessed.

“That bad, huh?” I mused. I understood the sentiment, I was also very distressed when I first started changing; more about the ears than the tail, strangely enough. Maybe because the ears were first.
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>>2204680
“Are you a lesbian?” she asked me out of the blue. I couldn’t help fretting, my tail went haywire. “Oh, great. You are,” she plainly said without me having answered anything first. “I’m not, by the way. I just sometimes… also fuck girls; just the really, really pretty ones, though,” we both silently stared at Elmira struggling to run; I didn’t know what to add to what Jill had said, and she didn’t proceed until after a while. “Let’s screw. I want to screw a cat-girl. You can do me with your tail or whatever. But first,” Jill got up and patted her behind to get rid of the dust, “a good sweating.”

a) Aria tries to run away, but Jill has stamina to spare and teaches the kitty the power of the apex predators.
b) Aria gets stamina training.
c) Aria gets tennis basics training.
d) Aria throws Elmira under the bus; then realizes her time has just run out and has to strip.
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C, I think Aria learning tennis for real is good for her character arc given her innate catgirl talents, and it will help bond with Jill.
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>>2204682
C. I agree with Yawn >>2204683
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>>2204682
I want to say A, but Mr.Yawn makes another good point.

C

Also does Aria really think she can smell STDs? I forgot to ask earlier.
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>>2204695
First person limited narrative.
Don't believe everything Aria thinks; sometimes she's wrong, sometimes she deceives herself.
But yes; she really thinks she can.

Carmen's fine. Coincidence or not, all girls were perfectly clean. STD's are fairly nasty-looking and that doesn't go well with /e/; for that motive alone, basically fucking anyone in the camp is safe.
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>>2204682
C
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>>2204704
I understand the first person narrative. I'm worried Aria is losing brain cells or the cat brain is taking over a little too much now.
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>>2204682
C
>>2204704
>>2204695
I think there are quite a few STD that would cause really nasty smells even to human nose but there are also some other STDs like HIV that doesn't seems to produce this effect
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>>2204823
See http://archive.is/jSNXS for now
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>>2204763
I had been looking for an opportunity to state Aria's unreliability since it had been a long time since it was last time done. Most people should be aware how biased she is defining reality by now.

About Aria's brain: Aria's cortex is perfectly fine, unchanged; limbic system has suffered a few changes here and there as you've already seen, reptilian brain's obviously had some rewiring. Other than her VII Cranial nerve; all others got rewritten. Lastly, there's a few entries in the spinal cord that weren't there before; but no pathways or nodes got thrown out. If she would get alien-abducted and gene-spliced back into a human, she'd still remember how she used to move.

About her pituitary gland (and endocrine system in general)... phew, you'll find out about that later; even though you should have seen some suspicious developments already.

She's learning to cope with her new instincts and more than anything her new reality (There was a warning on the transformation choice). Humans define the world first seeing it, second touching and hearing it. Aria first sees and hears, second smells and touches. If she couldn't smell, its as if you went deaf. If her hearing was taken away, she'd feel like a regular person who has been blinded. It hasn't been done perfectly but I've been trying to paint her reality with her new hierarchy of senses.
I can have it take place in the background if you think its being pushed too much, just coming out when its strictly relevant.

Don't worry, she's not going retarded. She's the second smartest girl in her group. She's still ignorant as all hell just as most people her age are, there's no helping that.

>>2204823
GjVjgwyx
I let it expire every week so you get the new one and don't get them mixed.

>>2204832
I wish that one disappeared. It's too outdated.

>>2204682
“Who told you?” I badgered, certain that she couldn’t have just guessed my sexuality like that.
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>>2204838
“Don’t worry about it. Get up. We have work to do,” Jill bubbled.

If the way Jill treated Elmira and the way I had also seen her treat Melanie had told me anything was that being trained by this gorgeous redhead was a bad idea. But I couldn’t leave, not without properly talking to Jill, that’s what I had come to do in the first place. I did not count on her walking out on me just like she was doing right now.

“Jill, wait!” I followed closely behind her.

“First, it is high time you learned how to serve properly. You scored a few points against me and you can’t even serve? That won’t do,” she monologued on. “See what Melanie just did? And she’s your size, so you have no excuse. Let’s grab a racket. What you’re going to want to do first is…”

Apparently, everything I ever did in both my tennis matches had always been wrong. Jill had me serving against her over and over. I hit the net every time, and she wouldn’t let me jump. Elmira finished her laps in her underwear and Jill had her do jumping jacks.

“How… how come Aria gets to… grab a racket?” Elmira panted in place; she was sweating so much it looked like she was melting. She had taken off her panties, but her shorts were back on, just with her fly wide open.

“Because you would tore or pull something,” Jill spanked her, making Elmira go faster. “You don’t even have the minimum physical conditioning or strength to start playing tennis yet. You’re less than a beginner, and honestly the only reason you’re here is because Aria owes you, or something.”

“I obviously don’t have the strength, either,” I lamented, close to tears of frustration of having none of my swings make the ball go past the net.
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>>2204839
“You could stand to do a few pushups; but you’re not that far off Melanie. Besides, arms are only half of it,” Jill grabbed my hips. “No strength? Please; I’ve seen you rotate all of this like a professional dancer.” Her hands went higher, to my waist, then to my abdomen. “No bra, huh? Naughty girl.”

“T-they’re all… ahh! Dirty…” I tried to explain as Jill did as she pleased.

“I’m sure, I’m sure,” she said implying that I had done it in purpose. “Now, again. When your arm goes like this… your hips rotate like… this. And your feet, you’re doing it wrong again. Why do you always get on your tip-toes?”

Jill used me and moved me like a doll. I tried my earnest to do what she tried to teach me, but couldn’t do the swing right. After every miss, Jill would place her hands beneath my skirt and grab me to show me once more the movement. Whenever her hands let go off me, they pulled my yellow panties ever so slightly down.

Elmira collapsed, unable to do a single jumping jack. Jill finally gave me some respite while she focused on Elmira. “Don’t lie on the floor, take a sit,” Jill reprimanded. “You have five minutes for resting. Time it. Then you take off your shorts and do five laps around the fence, walking.”

“S-shorts… too?” Elmira whined. “C-can I…?”

“Put on your panties? Of course not,” Jill laughed. “Look at those pale legs of yours. You need a minimum of sunlight. Do you want to get it walking here, or do you want me to have you naked at the poolside?”

“H-here…” Elmira tamely and immediately answered.

“Jill! Jill!” I excitedly called to her, “I did it! Look, I did it! It’s on the other side of the net!” I gave little jumps and clapped, very proud of myself. I yelped when my panties fell to my knees and hurried to correct that as Jill laughed.
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>>2204840
“Goddamn! I hate the bitch, but that’s a nice ass, huh; Aldon?” Kathy said from behind me. The boy she was playing against did a low whistle in agreement.

I wailed and reddened, sitting and hugging my knees in shame. I had lifted my tail again. I had been so happy just a few seconds ago! Why couldn’t I have that much? Why?

“A…Aria,” Elmira panted, “Y-you have to… strip… in… phew, five min-minutes,” she was looking at her phone, no doubt timing her rest just as Jill told her to.

It sucked to be me.

a) Run away. Jill runs Aria down.
b) Explain the situation to Jill (might horribly backfire).
c) Convince Jill to take a shower, she can have Aria’s body if she wants to fuck a cat girl so much.
d) Aria convinces Jill to have Elmira strip so Aria can wear more of her clothes.
e) Time runs out and Aria hasn’t thought of anything.
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B, I'm interested in seeing how badly it can backfire, and explaining to Jill might bring her closer to joining the game.
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>>2204841
B + C. I'd like to see Jill replace Sue, since she likely isnt coming back. It seems Jill would have fun competing against Erika.

I don't believe the catgirl-ness is being pushed too much, but it does seem a bit hit and miss. The string was cute and part of a dare but the bug thing was out of place and really random.
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C
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>>2204841
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Jill seems like a ton of fun.
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B. I trust Jill. It will be fun, even if she takes advantage of Aria and to make her perform Jill's own exhibitionism fantasies.
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>>2204841
C into B
Both of them know Aria would move better when naked
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>>2204841
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A
I don't think we're supposed to tell people outside the coven about the dares. It might backfire in the magical stuff with Medea rather than in the relationship with Jill.
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>>2204907
The group has often said something about a dare when doing stupid things on the girls side of cabins. There is nothing Medea or anyone else has said about talking about dare.

The only forbidden thing to talk about is Medea.
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>>2204907
Unspoken rule they've been meaning to enforce, just have forgotten to formalize.

Medea will have a hell of a curse backfire on her if people accuse her of being what she is (a witch; you can yell she's a Dhampir until you're blue in the face and she'll be fine... until they come, for her, for you and for everyone who heard). Otherwise, she can do whatever she wants.

>>2204841
If I hurried maybe I could make it to the showers in five minutes. If I had no towel to dry myself with and had to spend an hour in there until I could dress again, that was just fine by me.

“I am glad for you, but one single serve is not going to do it, Aria,” Jill snickered, still amused by my involuntary exposure, “you want to be able to pull it off consistently.”

“Sorry, Jill, I ran out of time,” I held my tail as downwards as it would go and made absolutely certain my underwear was where it should be before standing up again. “I, uh, have to go. You’ll be here all day, right? I’ll be back in, maybe an hour.”

“What do you mean you have to go?” Jill spoke to me in the same serious, demanding tone she used with Elmira. “I’m not even done teaching you the moves you’re going to need so we can warm up! We have a long day ahead of us, Aria.”

“I told you I ran out of time, okay?” I asserted. If Jill though she could hold me here against my will, or step all over me like she did with Elmira she was all kinds of wrong. “I have somewhere I have to go. Right now.”

I rested the racket I had been let against the net and started walking away. Jill grabbed me by the shoulder.

“You’re not going anywhere until we talk; and we’re not talking until I’m in the mood to accept just what the hell you are, and for that I need to work my ass off,” Jill proclaimed like she had authority over me. “So go back there and start practicing that swing so you can serve into me.”
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>>2204919
“I can’t! Jill, let go!” she did, and I swiped my hand away. “I made a… a promise, okay? I can’t stay here. You can come with me or wait here if you want.”

“Oh, sorry. Don’t let me keep you, then.”

Glad she understood at last, I hurried away, or at least tried to. I stopped not two steps later.

“Jill, let go of my skirt,” I requested.

“Just take it off,” Jill pestered. “You have a promise to keep, remember?”

“Three minutes…” Elmira voiced.

I would have to sprint all the way there, there was no helping it. To Jill’s surprise, I undid my skirt and lithely jumped over it. I knew Kathy and her opponent were looking this way, but I would have to show them a hell of a lot more if I didn’t hurry. I landed, ready to dash away, except for one little detail.

“Jill, let go of my panties…” I requested, blushing.

“Alright, you have my attention. Anywhere you need to go so badly to leave your skirt behind might be a place worth going. Where is it?” Jill smiled, playfully pulling the side of my underwear up and down, exposing part of my upper glutes at times.

“S-stop that! They’re looking this way! Jill!” I clipped. “It’s the showers! I have to run right now to the showers!”

“And why is it so important you go to the showers?” Jill naturally asked. “Oh, whoops. Hand slipped!” she just showed everyone at the courts my buttcrack. I tried to use both hands to shield my rear, but Jill started pulling the front as I attempted that, making me shriek.

“Two minutes and thirty seconds,” Elmira helpfully counted the time to my doom.

“Because I have to get naked in two minutes!” I was forced to reveal. “It doesn’t matter where I am, I have to undress every hour; and I’ll rather it be at the showers! It’s a dare, just like when my friend went to get her pubes shaved like you! Jill, please!” I begged.
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>>2204920
“You and your friends have some hardcore game going on there,” she either praised me or made fun of me.

“So, you understand now, would you please let go?” I urged, considering clawing Jill’s hand and hoping she could forgive me later.

“Sure, just let me grab my stuff,” Jill casually exulted. “I’m coming with you.” She started dragging me around by my panties, I kept whining and complaining but she didn’t listen. “Ginger, Melanie; Kathy is in charge until I come back. Kathy, have the new girl do cardio; then shoulder and calves. She doesn’t step a foot on the courts yet.”

“Got it.”

“Go crazy if you want, but if she gets hurt that’s your ass,” Jill warned. “Melanie, fetch me my bag.”

“Eeeeeek!” I screamed. By dragging me, Jill had just pulled the front of my panties with very unfortunate timing. “Jill, you moron! He saw!” I shrieked. I launched my tail under her skirt and pulled her panties down in completely righteous retribution.

“That. Is. So. Freaky,” Jill insulted my tail. “Also, relax. Aldon; how many times have you seen Aria naked?”

“Four, five? I lost count,” the boy cheerfully answered, running to us. “Last time, not counting what you just showed me, thanks by the way, was at the cafeteria yesterday.”

I hated every single word that came out of his mouth. In a rage, and using my hands this time, I flipped Jill’s skirt. “Pfft. Nice try,” Jill condescended. “Aldon was front line yesterday after…” Jill let a few seconds for Melanie to blush.
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>>2204921
“Your video just hit 10k views, Jill!” Aldon gushed. “I checked this morning.”

“That’s nice, Aldon,” Jill grunted and looked him on a way that communicated he had just spoken more than he should have.

“A minute and… four seconds,” Elmira stated.

a) Jill maliciously keeps Aria until her time is up.
b) Aria and Jill race to the showers, making it just in time.
c) Aria’s time runs out in the way to the showers.
d) Aria grabs Elmira’s clothes.
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>>2204922
A
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e) Aria grabs Jill's clothes.
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>>2204922
A. Seems fit the character
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A. Let Jill is take control of Aria
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>>2204922
B
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A, it's very Jill, and I bet Aria'll start planning retribution.
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>>2204922
C
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>>2204922
A
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>>2204922
“Here’s your bag, Jill,” Melanie kindly offered a white duffel bag.

“That’s all you needed, right? Let’s go!” I pressured Jill.

“Not yet. One last thing and I promise we’re out,” Jill sang.

“What, what is it?” I growled at the brink of plain hissing in annoyance.

“It’ll be quick. Just show Aldon here your pussy,” without letting go of my panties, Jill positioned herself behind me, getting ahold of both sides of my underwear, and slowly slid it down. I stopped her by grabbing it on the front, in the middle, and pulling against her.

“Jill! What are you doing? Stop!” I sneered at her. “Stop right now!”

“He’s already seen it a lot of times before. Just once more can’t hurt. You showed him mine just now, didn’t you? Now it’s your turn.”

“You started it! You showed him first!” I protested, getting uncomfortable of taking about our private places in front of a male.

“But not in purpose; besides, he was much farther away. You flashed him my thing when he was just in front of us.”

“This isn’t time for games!” I urged, thinking for some reason that I could argue with her and convince her to stop what she was doing.

“I agree. So let’s get this over with fast, okay? Aldon, here’s Aria’s pussy. Take a good look.”

“Sure, why not?”
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I shrieked and cursed, and more than anything I didn’t relax the hold on my underwear even when Jill had already pulled both sides down and both Kathy and Elmira who were behind us at the moment must have had a nice view of my behind. Kathy, especially, must have thought her view wasn’t enough because I could hear her approaching.

“You owe me for this, Jill,” said Kathy.

“EEEEK!” I squealed as loudly as I could, finally letting go of my underwear. The bitch had just stuck a finger up my rear entrance.

Kathy’s finger went out quickly enough, but the damage was done. I was in a panic, not doing what to do. First I covered my bare crotch with my hands, decided that was too embarrassing and turned over, realized all I was doing now was showing Aldon my butt I finally jumped behind Jill to shield myself with her.

“Eight, Seven, Six, Five…” Elmira counted, and resignedly started taking off her shorts.

I was already crying, but I knew I had no choice. I kicked my panties away, removed my shirt overhead and even threw my hat. During my undressing, Jill moved aside to give Aldon a nice view of my body. I covered with my hands after I was done, refusing to believe it didn’t make a difference because he already had seen everything, and started to sob wallowing in my misery.

“Wait! So where does the tail come from?” Kathy asked, alarmed.

“Why did she undress?” Melanie added, probably wondering about my strange behavior of stripping naked if I looked so ashamed.

At least Elmira got a break. Her fairly decent butt lightly bounced as she strolled around the fence at a leisurely pace.

“Look at what you’ve done, Jill!” I accused her, sobbing.

“You saw it, Aldon?” Jill smugly inquired.

“Her pussy? Damn right I did. Everything, really.”
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>>2205178
“Then our business here is concluded. Want to go to the showers, Aria?”

“What’s the point?” I wailed. “This is what I wanted to avoid! I hate you!”

“You don’t mean that,” Jill guessed. “Here, you can have my towel.”

Jill opened her duffel bag and took out a blue with white bath towel. I snatched it without thanking her, using it to cover my body; sniffing away my tears with my face boiling red in humiliation, wishing terrible things to happen to Jill.

I started picking up my things and then left. Jill had the nerve to follow me. She tried putting a hand over my shoulder, but I growled and slapped it away every time.

“So, the cold shoulder, huh?” Jill evidenced. “Even after I lent you my towel and all.”

“That was uncalled for!” I exploded. “Why did you do that? I nearly died of shame! You’re awful!”

“Yeah. Pretty embarrassing, I guess. About as much as having to have lesbian sex in front of fifteen people and have the video uploaded online and seen by thousands of perverts?”

I didn’t have an answer to that. I wouldn’t admit it verbally, but of course she had me beat. We walked in silence to the poolside.

Just as yesterday, showering in the morning was a luxury you had to wait for. There was barely anyone at the pool – all of which I recognized, and I’m sure also recognized me – and the dressing room and showers were packed. Jill took one of the two remained lockers, and after undressing and taking out some showering and hygiene utensils, she locked her duffel bag and my things inside, with an actual lock this time.
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>>2205179
As mad as I was at her, Jill looked gorgeous as always. Despite being a redhead her skin was not pale. She had perfectly sized-breasts; any bigger and they would get in the way in sports, no doubt. The mark that her hair was the real deal was also below; red curly hair growing above her pink slit. Her body was toned, her legs were perfect; and she had an amazing behind that almost competed with mine.

“Let’s get in line,” Jill sighed, obviously not pleased, “If we’re lucky… hey, Aria! See anything you like?” she cheerfully insinuated upon noticing my gaze, and gave a little twirl.

I looked away, embarrassed.

a) The girls get busy at the shower.
b) Jill starts teasing Aria from the line.
c) Too early for the /u/; they shower normally, cleaning one another.
d) Aria has a few enemies at the showers and the line. Things might get crazy.
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B
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>>2205181
B+D, solidarity through shared tribulations.
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>>2205181
B→A?
Not sure about D as depends on what "enemies" mean it might negatively affect the mood
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>>2205181
B into A, I want the promised agreesive /u/.
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>>2205181
B.

Aria will need help in the shower with her claws, it will be fun seeing Aria either attempt to clean herself or have to ask Jill while incredibly horny.
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D. Girl fight! I am curious on how well Jill can be in a fight compared to Erika. The I do not mind if the /u/ continues after the fight.




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