[a / b / c / d / e / f / g / gif / h / hr / k / m / o / p / r / s / t / u / v / vg / vr / w / wg] [i / ic] [r9k / s4s / vip / qa] [cm / hm / lgbt / y] [3 / aco / adv / an / asp / bant / biz / cgl / ck / co / diy / fa / fit / gd / hc / his / int / jp / lit / mlp / mu / n / news / out / po / pol / qst / sci / soc / sp / tg / toy / trv / tv / vp / wsg / wsr / x] [Settings] [Search] [Home]
Board
Settings Home
/e/ - Ecchi



Thread archived.
You cannot reply anymore.



File: Camp of Dares.jpg (61 KB, 724x1023)
61 KB
61 KB JPG
CYOA /e/ general #5. Post stories, post votes, post images.

Latest story: Camp of Dares. Previous thread: >>2201766

Archived parts of the story (Pastebin):

Part 1: j33PCQMC
Part 2: ZsyZ8C0t
Part 3: PG6Y5C6U
Part 4: Follow last thread.

WARNING: This story is over 222 222 words long and growing. Catching up takes a while.

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

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.
After several careless mishaps, the camp is finally becoming aware there's a cat-girl in their midst. Join us in a populated world in which your actions have future consequences in an /e/ centered adventure longer than most novels which isn't even half done!
>>
File: Lisa.jpg (433 KB, 800x1198)
433 KB
433 KB JPG
>>2206962
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 change authors mid July due to IRL. We still have two or three weeks to go!
>>
File: Nails the hairstyle.jpg (113 KB, 850x1145)
113 KB
113 KB JPG
>>2206964
“Good news is we have your phone,” Carmen handed it to me.

“The screen is smashed!” I fretted.

“That’s the bad news,” Carmen finished.

“We had a hard time getting it down from where you left it,” excused Lisa. “Besides, it’s only a corner. It still works and everything, see?”

“We kept calling it until we found it,” Erika explained, she held to me as if I would jump away and get lost in the forest if she didn’t. “The pants you left it on got torn when we tried pulling them down.”

“If Aria is hungry, we have plenty of Plan C remaining,” Medea had a cloth bag with a metallic stench to it, she opened to show a bunch of wet food cans on the inside. I found a little demeaning that they would think to lure me out with food.

“You’re a mess,” Lisa told to me, holding my hair like it was a dirty diaper. “Do we take her to the showers?” she turned to seek the group’s approval.
“I don’t want to shower,” I grumbled. “I already took a very long shower today.”

“And you need another one,” insisted Lisa, holding her nose with two fingers. I knew for a fact I smelled perfectly fine, so she was only making a fool out of herself.

“How about a field trip, then?” Carmen butted in. “We’re already here, and we’re already set for an excursion, except for Aria being naked and all; but what can you do? Anyway, I always regretted not taking a swim in the waterfall when we first got there. I was embarrassed, but I think I’m ready now.”
>>
File: Erika.jpg (102 KB, 850x1203)
102 KB
102 KB JPG
>>2206965
“You don’t even have a swimsuit,” Erika observed.

“Like I said, I think I’m ready now.”

Everyone approved of the idea, except for me, but it was soon established that I didn’t have a say in the matter. The group thought we would have to get out to the camp road and then go up the hiking road to arrive; but I told them I had no problem smelling where the water was; I could guide them if their mind was already set on going.

I asked how they found me, since I didn’t remember leaving obvious traces of my presence. They briefed me on the details.

Lisa first panicked when I ran into the forest and called Erika, who was heading to the cafeteria with a friend. As they recounted the story, they avoided telling me what the crowd had to say about what happened.

“Useful idiots have drawn their own conclusions and they serve us well. You will see what I mean soon enough,” was all that Medea allowed me to hear.

Back to their heroic epic, Erika and Lisa kept calling my phone until they found it; they got it down by hurling stones and then pulling my pants with a long branch, tearing it in the process. Erika then called every contact she had in camp to ask if they had seen me; Lisa meanwhile called Medea and Carmen, both of whom decided to join the search.

It was a fairly wide area of nearly a squared mile, but instead of splitting up calling for me and thrusting I would be able to hear them, by Medea’s initiative they stuck together and just followed the signs. The hole I had dug, the tree I had scratched, the strands of black hair I had left when rubbing against a tree – my tree, mine –; the group was very impressed with Medea’s keen perception to notice all of that.
>>
File: Carmen.jpg (107 KB, 850x1472)
107 KB
107 KB JPG
>>2206966
Medea privately whispered me that we couldn’t be careless and that we shouldn’t split no matter what. I wasn’t a moron; I was well aware of the wolves; and knew that their territory was much further north, although one could never discard the possibility of a rabid straggler.

Crossing from the edge of the forest right in the middle of the inverted U the camp made to the hills above through the road between the cabins and the pool was a bit embarrassing since no one had thought to bring me anything to wear. I had nothing but my tail to cover my butt crack and my most important area at the front and the arms for the breasts. I had to convince everyone that I was actually fine and didn’t mind one bit so no one would question why Medea didn’t just hand me over her parasol.

“That’s the werecat,” a girl whispered to her friends pointing at me; luckily the only group that spotted us was all-female. We paid them no mind, they barely acknowledged our existence and we started hiking to the hilly woods north.

Once we got past where anyone could spot us, I took the vanguard and lead the group. Medea was slow because of her skin condition, but she was relentless and I had no doubt she could leave me behind if we continued for long enough. Our weak link was actually Carmen, but she wasn’t such a burden we couldn’t deal with. Everyone else seemed in great physical shape, strangely enough including me.

I had no problem finding the tree where Medea had gotten stuck getting the hair of the cat that was used for my transformation; she remembered the place fondly and once again thanked me for my act of bravery helping her down. The stream where I had found my gold earring was just below.

“Shit, it’s pretty”, Erika admitted, and started undressing at once.
>>
File: Medea.jpg (145 KB, 850x661)
145 KB
145 KB JPG
>>2206967
“But I wanted to go to the waterfall…” Carmen lamented. “Does this one lead to it if we follow it upstream? I want to swim.” She didn’t strip naked, just took off her footwear and fixed her skirt to get her feet wet.

Once Erika and Lisa were in their birthday suits, they both grabbed from one arm each, and despite my yowls of protest and my meows for mercy, they got me into the cold water.

“It’s cold!” I cried. “I want out. Let me out!” I begged.

“Doesn’t it feel nice? It’s sunny and hot outside! The water is refreshing, Aria. Stop struggling,” Erika ordered. “Lisa, help me get her face wet, she just… won’t… Aria!”

I knew I was being difficult, just didn’t care. I howled and tried to jump out of the water, but stood no chance to the combined strength of two people. Ten minutes later I was left alone to my own devices after being rudely manhandled to take a bath. A little upstream, a huge tree made enough shade for Medea to join us. She looked so cute playing in the water wearing nothing but a straw hat. I would have loved to join her, but my stupid pride and resentment demanded that I waited for a little longer before I forgave Lisa and Erika. Meanwhile, I just crouched on a boulder in the middle of the riven, intently staring at my reflection, lightly tapping the water with my knuckles every now and then.
>>
File: Jill.jpg (373 KB, 697x1037)
373 KB
373 KB JPG
>>2206969
“What is Aria doing? Why doesn’t she come and play?” Carmen asked.

“She’s just mad because she hates the cold water,” Erika lightheartedly provoked me.

“You are mistaken. She is fishing,” Medea intervened, correct as usual.

a) Carmen gets her wish and the girls go up the stream to the waterfall. They leave their clothes behind because reasons.
b) Aria catches a meal, and of course Medea knows how to make a fire. The group makes a nude camp until they return to the cabin at night.
c) Aria is too focused on the water to notice the peeping Toms that approach.
d) Aria is clean, objective is complete. They head back.
e) Aria asks if there’s a volunteer for a trick she learned with her tail.
>>
>>
File: 1477500212134.jpg (394 KB, 1600x1200)
394 KB
394 KB JPG
>>2206970
A or D; I'd like to see clothing lost or more tennis.
>>
File: 575318-00000012.jpg (42 KB, 280x574)
42 KB
42 KB JPG
>>2206970
A
Would like to pick E/B/D too but that would seems too much here
>>
>>2206970
B
>>
File: 4L_KCLMcNCr.jpg (79 KB, 733x1000)
79 KB
79 KB JPG
>>2206970
B
>>
File: aHe4igQ.jpg (584 KB, 1200x1500)
584 KB
584 KB JPG
>>2206970
B
>>
A or B
>>
File: Hot Spring 3.jpg (1.18 MB, 2000x1413)
1.18 MB
1.18 MB JPG
>>2206970
A or D, I agree that we should see either clothing lost or get back to Jill - we just went to get lunch and it's been hours, she'll think we intentionally snubbed her if we don't go back.

Also, pastebin for previous thread: nebbyBe6
>>
I think Jill might understand after the fight. The entire camp will probably know something about it by tomorrow.

I like B. The core group can hang out for a little. Maybe see more of the good side of Aria's power.
>>
>>2206970
B. and aria and HER tree are super cute.
>>
File: IMG_20180624_162729.jpg (52 KB, 329x489)
52 KB
52 KB JPG
>>2206971
Is there anything like this in the camp?
>>
File: enf undressing2.png (1.08 MB, 720x1280)
1.08 MB
1.08 MB PNG
>>2206970
B. Let the girls have fun till night time. Aria can make it up to Jill by inviting her to the dare game.

Just a thought but.. maybe it would be fun to give guest players some advantages in the dare game? Like the guest can't be asked to do...., the guest can dare more than one person at once, or the guest can give someone two dares at once.
>>
>>2206970
A, Some core group time sounds nice.
>>
>>2207134
>Medea stole the fish from Erika, and mercilessly impaled it with a fish.
Lolz were had.
>>
File: scare.webm (940 KB, 640x360)
940 KB
940 KB WEBM
>>2207036
Graveyards? No. We can have one lost in the forest somewhere if you need it for something.

>>2207041
I'll give the option.

>>2207138
Funny how rushing things only makes you lose more time.

>>2206970
“She caught something! I don’t believe it!” Carmen exclaimed.

Jealous, I jumped from the boulder to the bank of the river, and found the nearest tree to climb; my price held by my mouth.

I came back seconds later, ashamed of myself. I wasn’t even hungry. I had only ran away because Carmen shouted and it somehow made me feel unsafe and protective.

“That is pretty fucking impressive, Aria,” Erika praised me, and tried to take the fish from me to see it. I moved my neck away; I may not have been hungry but I had worked really hard for it. I had been patient, clever and fast. I didn’t want to give it away.

Erika attempted a second time with the same results. This continued until Erika grabbed my head and scratched me behind the ears. I closed my eyes, lifted my chin and allowed the fish to be taken. When the scratching stopped I felt sad about not having my fish anymore.

Medea stole the fish from Erika, and mercilessly impaled it with a stick. “Is anyone hungry?” Medea dissonantly asked; her cute face and voice not matching what she had just done.
I may have been skeptic and unwilling at first, but our little escapade to the stream proved to be a magnificent time. Once I was able to accept there was no helping getting wet, I could partake in games and enjoy myself.

Carmen’s modesty worked against her. She got her clothes soaked and we had to hang them to dry. Erika and Lisa kept pulling pranks on each other, and it seemed every time I found a chance to curl up and rest someone was at my back poking my sides or yelling to make me jump for everyone’s amusement. Carmen definitely took the cake, crafting a grass snake that scared me half to death.
>>
File: Aria needs 20 min naps.gif (2.53 MB, 350x263)
2.53 MB
2.53 MB GIF
>>2207144
We wrestled, we played volleyball with an ingeniously crafted ball out of what remained of my jeans and some grass until the ball came undone, Erika successfully taught Carmen and me to swim on front crawl stroke, we updated the nude pictures we had of each other and this time we smiled and posed for them – even Carmen –, we abused the hell out of Lisa’s karaoke app until her battery died, we played charades – Erika easily won, she knew ALL the movies –, and I groomed Medea because she allowed it.

Erika took a video of me falling asleep. I found it demeaning but she wouldn’t delete it. I couldn’t help it; people kept interrupting me when I tried to rest and it had been a hell of a day. I looked really stupid on it, but of course everyone else just said it was adorable.

I called Jill at one point; I had to climb a tree to get some reception. I profusely apologized for missing our date and she told me, sounding very worried, that she only was glad that I was safe and it was no trouble at all; Jill asked me if she was still invited to The Game, and after an affirmative answer she told me she would be there at eight o’clock with Kathy.

I announced it so to the group and no one seemed to have an issue with it. Medea later confessed that she hadn’t had time to re-arrange ‘something’ and thus it was convenient that we were seven people again.

Not everything was fun and games. We had plenty to talk about and not all of it was easy to discuss.

We once for all tackled the problem about Lisa’s personality switch; Erika once again blamed the suppositories, even Carmen accepted it was very odd; and Lisa cried when we accepted that yesterday wasn’t her fault.
>>
>>2207148
I was told about what happened on the cafeteria in my absence. Eugene, AKA Nightshade, at first had taken the credit for my transformation, jumping to a table and announcing that it was the fate of anyone who defied him. Some believed him, most didn’t. Lillie, Jane and Dixie held a conference in where they explained how they had come to meet me; and the group conclusion had been that I had been transmuting for a long time because I had been bitten by a wild cat with the curse on it. To further the claim, one of Dan’s friends testified that his cabin was haunted by a vengeful ghost; and made several leaps of logic all the way around following that; he claimed I went almost every night to their cabin and in one of those visits I had been bitten by the ghost girl’s pet cat; he swore in the name of the Pantybringer – not present at that time – that they had seen me naked and I had a mysterious injury in my leg. Lillie panicked afterwards, and Nightshade assured her she wouldn’t turn into a werecat because she wasn’t bit at night.

Rumors and theories abounded, the only thing clear was that the news of my cat form were sure to spread.

We spent so much time in that creak that the weather changed. The sun hid and it got too cold to swim. Lisa selflessly didn’t wear back her clothes so we could cuddle and share our body heat while we continued our talk. I had the idea to treat everyone to a campfire meal.

Medea started the fire and gutted the fish I caught with a can opener. We taught ourselves to roast them – one of the fishes got ruined… I worked very hard for each one! – And even if everyone but me thought they needed some salt, we still had a delightful evening.
>>
>>2207153
We could have stayed there much longer, enjoying each other’s company; but the group was very well-aware of the presence of wolves by my own warning and we decided to douse the fire and head our way. The group escorted me with solidarity. Not only was I naked, but also probably a topic of discussion; we avoided any possible encounters and I made it back to the cabin without being seen by a soul.

Twenty minutes later, we heard a knock. Jill let herself in and cheerfully greeted everyone. Kathy followed behind, sulking a little bit. I asked Jill about Elmira, and she laughingly told me that in the end they had to carry her back to her own bed and it was unlikely she was disposed for any activity of the time being.

The original coven is used to very extreme dares, the newcomers are not. Should we give them an advantage?

a) Nope. Fair play all around.
b) They can dare two girls at once.
c) They get two turns each to issue dares
d) They can’t be dared anything with the risk of public nudity or be asked for sexual favors for their first dare.

Because we haven’t established the rules, we can’t vote for the dare yet. Vote for the loser, though!
>>
>>2207134
Nah >>2207036 is some sort of monument that promote sexual desire and make people easy ignore common sense and be persuaded that's a common setting for sone doujin published by the circle of awatake
>>
>>2207158
E, No handicap at all. Dares as they are can take a fair bit of time and if you start giving double dares it will just be a mess. I could almost see D, but considering how many people there are in the group most likely we won't even have a dare for every person, so D is basically dare immunity.
>>
File: 4L_4UADDy9G.jpg (412 KB, 3313x3541)
412 KB
412 KB JPG
>>2207158
A
>>
>>2207170
Oh I guess thats A not E, somehow I missed that A was an option
>>
>>2207144
Also yes a graveyard would be cool, a good place for the camp ghost arc to escalate
>>
>>2207158
A,
I want Jill too lose.
Also, I like the idea of a graveyard. Spooky dares sound fun, and other people might head there for privacy, with can lead to funny situations.
>>
File: Trailer.png (751 KB, 1280x720)
751 KB
751 KB PNG
>>2207158
A, agreed. We probably shouldn't give them dares that would be extreme for us for their first dare, but we don't need to use kid gloves on them.
>>
>>2207158
Anto-B, Anti-C, Pro-D, but still not that favorable to make it my choice
How about, after a dare is assigned against them, they could have one chance to ask for a weaker dare, although it would be up to the issuer to choose how much weaker it is to be.
As for loser .... Kathy.
>>
>>2207158
B. I think it would be interesting if there were co-op dares. It would be like two naked girls instead of one.

Maybe someone can volunteer to take a dare with someone?
>>
>>2207158
>>2207180
I vote Kathy to lose.
>>
>>2207176
Oh right, missed the part where we choose the loser. Aria's picking, and it's best to show Jill and Kathy what's up before making them go through with it, so... Erika. She's likely to handle the dare confidently, and that'll set the bar for Jill and Kathy.
>>
>>2207170
Oh loser umm? from one of the dares from the night before that never was.
>> c) Carmen lost. She has to be a bitch for the night. No clothes, always crawling on a leash and she needs a tail.
>>
>>2207158
A
>>
>>2207181
I change my vote to Carmen instead of Kathy. I like Kogekisaru's dare >>2207185
>>
>>2207185
Yeah, I'll support that too.
>>
>>2207169
Sorry, I didn't read the text. It takes me very long and I need a dictionary to read Japanese.

There's something like that. It's kind of spoiler-y, but if you want to know, I'll tell you next update. Aria's never seen it, but she knows of it; she's just not sure what it does.
Some clues had been left here and there.

>>2207173
>>2207175
Sure, you got it. It is done. There's now a graveyard lost somewhere in the forest.
It'll get some events planned for it. You probably don't want anything supernatural happening on it; too dangerous.

>>2207187
Didn't plan to let you vote for the dare, I had one in mind to set the atmosphere, but sure; why not? You can pick it if you want it next time Aria gets to issue a dare (it has to be her).

Great image. White tip of the tail. You don't see that one often.

>>2207158
--------------
NIGHT 7
--------------
Carmen’s clothes had already dried. She had her usual school uniform, minus the underwear. Maybe to break routine, but she didn’t have her tie on, and she wasn’t wearing shoes, just socks.

Most likely because she had been in a panic the whole day and never had any real time to change, but Lisa still only had a pair of jeans and a camisole, plus tennis shoes without socks.

Erika had also broken the mold. I didn’t know what made her do it, but she had dressed very feminine apparently since morning. She had a short skirt that made it halfway her toned thighs, a white and black blouse with alternating stripes, and oddly enough a light green long jacket with short sleeves. It sounds odd when describing it, but the thing worked together nicely. Of course I knew that underneath she had a matching pair of purple with blue lingerie.

Medea stuck to the classics. A gray dress with long sleeves that unbuttoned from the back and a straw hat; white panties and no bra.
>>
>>2207191
I had run of basically anything to wear and was down to one option that I planned to save for tomorrow. Since I suspected they wouldn’t fare well, I had decided to wear my Lyrical Nanoha pajamas; not that I wore anything to sleep anymore. I wore a plain white pair of panties.

Jill and Kathy – and apparently I – were in the same page. They had come in sleepwear. Jill came in a flannel pajama set; red pants and white top; she came barefoot. Kathy had a light blue set; it buttoned on the front and had short sleeves just like Jill’s, the pants were more like shorts; she also wore tennis shoes and socks.

Everyone already knew Jill in one form or another; I still considered appropriate to introduce her to around except for Erika. Kathy I let to do it for herself. She only said a dry ‘hi’ and waved with contempt; she and I had not gotten along for a few days now, but she now looked uneasy around me, evidence that the rumors about me had either already reached or he had just noticed when I undressed at the courts.

Erika was in charge of explaining the rules to our two newcomers. The rule of not being able to put your clothes back on if you took them off for a dare was still in full effect; and to add to it now we couldn’t reveal to people we were doing a dare unless it was specifically specified we could. Other than that, everything was the same. We also took the time to illustrate some of the dares we had attempted the last few nights, to make sure Jill and Kathy knew what to expect. Jill was taken aback by some dares, but she looked excited and eager to begin. Kathy paled and at last had realized why I had agreed to bare myself in front of boys in exchange of her coming here.
>>
A, Carmen being a dog. Fits well and shows the new girls what is up. I think we still have that buttplug.

Is Aria going to turn into an awakened housecat by the end of this?
>>
>>2207192
We were ready to start. Jill took Sue’s place from yesterday, Kathy took Elmira’s. We sat, and I had the floor all to myself. Despite my dare not bringing me as much trouble as it was mean to, today had been unprecedentedly rough for me and I had no debate about whether or not I deserved my turn. I rolled the bottle, and it pointed right at Carmen.

I decided to start with something tame, and to keep it inside the cabin for now; it would serve as an introduction.

“I dare you to be a dog for the night. I have to be a cat all the time, so I think you shouldn’t mind,” I decided.

“What exactly am I to do?” Carmen asked.

Carmen stripped naked. No matter the dares she got in the future, she couldn’t wear anything anymore for the rest of the night. She also got Medea’s animal-ears hairband – it looked more like something a fellow cat would have, but oh well –, and my butt plug.

Carmen offered very little resistance when we fixed a tail on her. Lisa got the baby oil, and Medea improved on the wire tail that I had been made a few days ago. I was tasked with putting it in. Carmen offered me her rear, and in an attempt to not to hurt her, after I asked for permission to stimulate her vagina, which was granted, I used very careful and slow fingers until Carmen’s anus relaxed and I could insert the butt plug. Both Carmen and I tried our best not to show our accelerated heartbeats and flustered faces from the encounter.

Carmen also had a dog-nose made out of button, the instruction to bark instead of speaking – she had to do charades to tell her dares – and lastly she couldn’t walk upright anymore.
>>
>>2207195
It was a tad complex, also very much up Carmen’s alley, and very much not up Kathy’s alley. Kathy hadn’t said a word, but I took pleasure in seeing her fret and worry noticing what she had gotten into.

a) Carmen dares Aria to be a cat. Same rules apply; since she already had a tail she had to use a vibrator in her butt instead.
b) Carmen dares Kathy to introduce herself and her body properly; she is to describe her anatomy to the best of her ability.
c) Carmen dares Medea to kiss and fondle a stranger. She couldn’t offer any explanation.
d) Carmen dares Lisa to give a massage with happy ending to a volunteer.
e) Carmen dares Erika to give all the dirty details about her day. Might upset Aria.
f) Carmen dares Jill to have dinner in her underwear while there’s still people at the cafeteria.

>>2207193
//All the contrary. She will gain more control over her instincts with due time. There are things that she will never be able to suppress, especially when caught by surprise; but it'll get better everyday.
>>
File: Pillow 2.png (1.27 MB, 1024x768)
1.27 MB
1.27 MB PNG
>>2207197
B or F, we should give one of the newcomers a dare now.
>>
>>2207197
That's like the third time I've posted while you've been updating.
>>
>>2207197
C or E.
I really like how i see hints of plot lines continuing too have a chance of being voted in, it shows that you have tons of ideas, and it adds to the feeling of reality, since we gets hits of other stuff happeneing.
>>
>>2207202
Oh. Umm, straight B. I feel like Kathy needs a good awkward moment.
>>
>>2207197
A. Aria can be a nice house cat. It would be fun seeing cat Aria and dog Carmen interact. To me this pretty close to being a co-op dare. Also it would be neat if later someone was dared to walk cat Aria and dog Carmen together.
>>
>>2207202
Sleepy, I always worry about posting in the middle of the story. Since it takes me a while to type what I want to say.
What I always do is copy text that I want to post. Then I refresh the page, to check the new posts. And then I paste my copied text into the post.

Not that it really matters.
>>
>>2207217
I thought I hit refresh, but mobile sucks about that. I've also post 3 seconds afte CoD started a new post.
>>
>>2207197
B
>>
A like >>2207214 describes
>>
File: 1527636236491.jpg (76 KB, 677x960)
76 KB
76 KB JPG
>>2207197
B, hopefully you haven't started writing.
>>
File: 4L_8kwUqMXt.jpg (151 KB, 740x1200)
151 KB
151 KB JPG
>>2207197
A
>>
File: 575318-00000011.jpg (93 KB, 500x783)
93 KB
93 KB JPG
>>2207191
ah I see. Let's see it when the time is right.
>>2207197
B
>>
Looking at the bios, it is likely I low-balled the girls' height. Oh, well.

>>2207202
No sweat. Much less sweat when you post with those high-quality images.

>>2207249
Not even close.

>>2207303
The right time is tomorrow night.

>>2207197
The ears were just not convincing enough. You couldn’t tell Carmen was supposed to be a bitch or a cat. A pair of brown socks and Medea’s needle fixed it, making them floppy. The tail and the ear color weren’t the same, but that was not a big deal. Erika again volunteered some of her stuff to make a leash.

All ready for action, Carmen made a fake paw and rolled the bottle. I was happy to see Kathy losing; so was everyone else. It was always exciting when someone lost for the first time.

Now, Carmen wasn’t amazing at charades, so it stopped being funny and it became annoying when she barked – she was really into it –, made signs, tried different styles of whining and we still couldn’t figure out what she was trying to say.

I couldn’t retroactively change the dare, either. She was stuck like that for night. We had to come up with a system, and that system was using a cellphone. Technology solves everything. Just because Carmen was supposed to act as a bitch didn’t mean she couldn’t type. From what we all gathered, Kathy had been rather rude upon entering our cabin to Carmen’s taste and needed to do a proper introduction; a very proper and thorough introduction.

As I hoped she would do, Kathy didn’t want to do it at first. We had already explained that it was grounds for a penalty game we would force ourselves if necessary, and when it looked like we would have to grab her to tie her down, Jill intervened and clipped at Kathy to complete her dare. I loved every second of it.

“Good evening to you all,” she vowed. “My name is Kathy Smith. It is not a pet form of Katherine, my name is Kathy. I will now proceed to tell you about me.”
>>
>>2207316
My bed became the seats. Carmen sat – squatted and panting, she liked her part – next to Erika at the foot of the bed. I stood at the edge with Carmen. Lisa and Jill at the back. Kathy got in front of us, and started undressing as she spoke.

“I’m exactly five feet tall, and exactly a hundred pounds,” she revealed, I snickered at her weight, which didn’t go unnoticed by her. “I wear a 30C bra, this is blue with a spotted pattern,” Kathy had taken off her top. “I chose matching panties,” she dropped her pajama shorts. “These are size 2; but they have been a tight fit as of late; which is why I have been exercising a lot.”

Kathy raised her arms and turned. There was not much to note about her underwear. It had different shades of blue, a paint splatter pattern. Both the bra and panties had a small ribbon at the front, light blue.

“I was born in February 7th, 1998; I’m eighteen years old. I’m from Virginia, but I move around a lot because my dad works for the military,” Kathy unhooked her bra; she was rather clumsy and took her a few seconds. “I didn’t know anyone in the camp before coming here. I just signed up for the closest summer camp because…” her breasts were uncovered. Kathy had an amazing size for someone her height; it must have been cold for her, because her pink nipples were stiff as they could be. The boobs gracefully bounced twice upon being let free, “I needed some physical activity and I didn’t want to spend my summer moving to a new house.”

Kathy threw her bra away, she pushed her breasts together with her arms as Jill instructed. I gulped. Not bad, not bad at all. Kathy kept following instructions.
>>
>>2207317
“These are my breasts. I’m a little nervous so the nips got hard. I am very sensitive and don’t like people sucking on them, not even during sex. I hate being around without a bra. Allow me to lift them so you can see them from below, too,” she did. “They’re big, and I’m glad they’re big.”

The hardest parts followed. I couldn’t wait and wished so badly I could tape what was happening. Kathy didn’t have an easy time pulling down her panties. After she did, she opened her legs and showed us her prize in the middle.

“This is my… vagina. Do you like it? There is some black hair above, it is very curly. I don’t trim, this is the natural way it grows; just this little area. Even when my thing is closed, you can see a little of the flaps on the inside getting a little out; this isn’t because I’m… promiscuous, I’ve only had two lovers… and I’m not very experienced. Let me… let me give you a closer look.”

It is like every sentence physically hurt to say. I got aroused by the thought of Kathy having to do this in front of boys; maybe Dan and his crew, maybe the Satanists. Would it count as a repeat dare if I ever had the chance? I wanted her to do it so badly.

“Again, sorry; I’m a little nervous so I can’t open it very widely. Can… can everyone see the inside? This is my… ahh…! This is my clitoris. It is small and pink; I’m sorry I can’t get it out too much, it would hurt. This are the labia majora, and this are the labia minora. All I know is that the color is different; I’m not very good at this. That…! That isn’t recording, is it?” Kathy fretted.

“No, it’s only light,” Erika appeased her. “Carry on, teach. Sorry.”

Kathy opened her little hole while it was being illuminated by Erika’s phone.
>>
>>2207319
“I guess this is the actual vagina, the part on the inside. I like… I like… oh, this is so stupid… I like putting things inside of it; it feels very good. I can’t own vibrators because I’d be found out when we move places, so I just improvise. Cucumbers are my favorite, but I’ve tried bananas. After I’m done I wash them very carefully and either eat them myself or find a safe place to dumb them where they won’t be found. I would be sick if my parents or my brother ate them,” I raised my hand to ask a question. “Fingers are fine, since you ask; they just… don’t do the trick all that much, not for me. It’s like a last resort, you know?”

“You just don’t use them right,” Erika provoked. Lisa and I nodded.

“A-and last… do you really want to see this, you sickos? Fuck, fine,” Kathy bent over. “This is my anus. I don’t know how to describe it because I’ve never actually seen it, okay?” Erika offered something. “No, I would not like a picture. It’s… it’s just an anus. It’s crumpled and ugly, just like everyone else’s. Take a good look and tell me when you’re tired of staring at it.”

a) Aria loses. Kathy has to know; she just has to. Kathy is to examine Aria’s body.
b) Jill loses. Kathy gulps at the prospect, but dares her to do a strip tease, since everyone’s getting naked.
c) Carmen loses. Kathy dares her to be taken for a walk.
d) Medea loses. Kathy has her to cry. Go figure.
e) Erika loses. She’s dared to upload some faceless nudes to the camp group’s page. Aria receives very bad news.
f) Lisa loses. Kathy has her skinny dip at the pool (some people are still there), not realizing what she has gotten herself into.
>>
File: Shower.jpg (930 KB, 1000x1415)
930 KB
930 KB JPG
>>2207320
I'm curious about E, but I imagine we'll find out eventually anyways.

I'll go with F, Kathy forgetting that she can't dress up again after making a public dare sounds like a fun moment.
>>
>>2207326
bad news will probably be either someone posted something about Aria onto facebook, or that the camp made some announcement.
>>2207320
F
>>
>>2207320
A
>>
File: enf_leashed3.jpg (118 KB, 850x928)
118 KB
118 KB JPG
>>2207320
C. Dogs need walks and Aria should check on her tree. She can't have other animals mark over it. Hoping that Carmen wants a house cat to play with after walking.
>>
>>2207320
F, why not this seems fun.
>>2207333
Nah I'm fairly sure bad news is Erika is sleeping with one of the dudes in camp, given the context of the last few bad news warnings and that they are always about Erika and Aria.
>>
Speaking of which how close id the closest town/human settlement outside the camp? Aria need to send her phone to repairs
>>
>>2207345
The screen's only cracked in one corner, it's still functional.

She'll probably want it repaired eventually but it's the sort of thing that can wait until she gets home.
>>
>>2207320
F

I like A, but we've already done that as a group. Also, does Aria purr during sex/during an orgasm? Maybe that can be a dare when it comes back to Jill or Kathy.
>>
>>2207320
E,
I want to know whats up with Erika
>>
E
>>
E
>>
>>2207367
N-n-nothing's up with Erika! She's just... I mean... its not like we are dating anyways.
>>
>>2207366
Like in every other instance, she can suppress it by breathing manually, but doesn't bother to; if you're having sex with her, you know what she is. Aria's huge (for a cat) so it's noisy.

>>2207345
Phone's just a little cracked; it'll work fine. She'll probably beg for a new one.

>>2207377
If you're gonna RP as her, bring lots of pictures, and contact me about speech patterns, mannerisms and if you need them, spoilers about her backstory. Authenticity takes work.

Or not! Who's gonna stop you? Not me.

>>2207320
We didn’t stare at it for long, but Erika poked it, making Kathy yelp and jump.

“What are you doing?” she angrily berated.

“Oh, you DO NOT get to tell me you weren’t asking for it,” Erika joked.

Kathy got mad about it, but couldn’t do anything other than protest that being poked in the ass wasn’t part of her dare, to which Erika replied that it didn’t have to be, she poked it because she wanted to and if Kathy didn’t shut up, it would happen again.

“I’ll dare you to lick it clean, just you wait,” Kathy threatened.

“I’ll dare YOU to lick mine, bitch.”

Kathy hurried to her place in the circle, Erika followed close; they never broke eye contact. The rest of us imitated them since Carmen responded affirmatively – one bark – to the question Lisa made that if Kathy’s dare had been completed successfully.

Kathy rolled the bottle, it was obvious who she expected it to land on; but even though it pointed to Lisa instead, Kathy didn’t seem disappointed, and recovered her good spirits I hadn’t seen since back at the tennis courts.

“Oh, Lisa, was it? What will I do with you? Hmm?” she sang. “How about… we go for a swim? Strip. Now.”
>>
>>2207383
While Kathy’s tone when commanding was more daunting that the group was used to deal with, Lisa obliged. She was wearing just two articles of clothing other than her shoes so it didn’t take her long. Jill whistled endearingly, Lisa shyly acknowledged the compliment.
“Good,” Kathy proceeded. “Now grab a towel. We’re going to give the people at the pool a show? Can you swim backstroke? You’re going to learn if you don’t.”

“I’m going skinny dipping at the pool?” Lisa asked, more for clarification than for anything else.

“Yes, you are; or you are getting a penalty. Either is fine by me, Lisa,” Kathy gloated like she had asked something unreasonable. It was not an easy dare, but it was business as usual. The pool should be nearly empty at night. Kathy had even allowed Lisa to make her way in a towel.

“Sure, whatever. I accept the dare. I’ll do it,” Lisa said, then smiled maliciously. “I take it you’re going to be my witness?”

Kathy looked confused. Carmen helpfully clarified. “Dares require witnesses to confirm the dare was completed; which are usually the dare-givers themselves.”

“And you can’t dress back up, not for the night,” added Jill, quickly catching on.

“You can’t mean…! This isn’t my dare!” Kathy tried to protest, but she had already sealed her fate.

“I accepted the dare,” Lisa confirmed, covering herself with a towel. “No backsies, Kathy, darling. After you,” Lisa politely opened the door outside, both Carmen and Kathy recoiled in their nudity to the contact of the cold air.
>>
>>2207384
In order to actually ‘need’ for Kathy to be a witness, all the rest of us had to deny the favor of being surrogates, which we did. Kathy had trapped herself in an inescapable situation. She had dared herself to walk naked to the pool, stand there to be seen while at least Lisa had the water to cover her, and then head back. Lisa had already accepted the condition of the towel; she could wear it on her way to the pool and on her way back; to keep it for the rest of the night until some other dare forced her to take it off.

Of course, that meant not being able to follow the naked pair to witness the hilarity of Kathy’s dare backfiring. That didn’t mean that I wasn’t tasked by Erika and Jill to stealthily follow behind and record the incident for future reference, or that I gladly accepted the task despite Medea’s disapproval. I didn’t know for sure if Carmen liked the plan or not. She only ever said “Bark! Bark!” To me, she looked happy enough to be an affirmation and I took it as such.

Kathy’s first little steps towards exhibitionism, the whole cabin got to see. She was forced to follow Lisa’s invitation to step out; and as usual the group of the guy in the goatee sitting around him hearing him play guitar got some eye-candy; or at least the boys did. Kathy was at least able to cover with her hands; she barely suppressed a shriek and ran away, rushing to the road to the pool.

“Wait up, Kathy,” Lisa shouted. “You have to see me doing the dare, remember? Part of it is walking there. Do you mind if I take it slow?”

Goatee shrugged. “Naked woman, coming out of the cabin. Why so many people get naked there?” he sang, accompanied by his guitar. “They think we don’t see them, but the whole camp knows. The whole camp knoooows.”
>>
>>2207385
Kathy’s face flared up like molten steel as she walked back to meet Lisa’s pace. One guy next to goatee made a very catchy verse about Kathy’s ass while the girls slowly walked away.

My pajamas were flexible enough to accommodate my movements comfortably. I crouched close to the ground with Erika’s phone half buried in my panties – I didn’t have pockets or free limbs to use, and Erika said she wouldn’t mind when I warned her –, ready to be taken out to record if anything interesting happened.

Lisa happily whistled while strolling at a slow pace, enjoying the cool night air and how her genitals were covered by a towel.

Kathy often bickered, trying to start a discussion, but Lisa wouldn’t bite. Kathy complained about the unfairness of the situation, and when she threatened to make Lisa do a hundred laps around the pool, Lisa only noted that Kathy would have to stand there naked to watch her complete them.

They met but a single person on the way. A guy with a swimmer cap and trunks, shivering covered in a towel. I recognized him as the creep who tried to look up my intimates when I climbed up Stone’s lifeguard high-chair tower thinguie. His eyes nearly popped out of his skull and he was close to breaking his neck in his insistence to continue watching the naked girl. It made Kathy very uncomfortable, but she couldn’t do anything other than shrink herself, dodge eye contact and continue walking while covering.

It was a blessing in disguise; one guy returning from the pool was one less guy to watch them once they made it.

Stone wasn’t on lifeguard duty, nobody was. Andrea was there, and some other girl. There were also two boys; one was a familiar face.

“Came to skinny dip, huh?” Andrea asked with familiarity while Lisa was taking off her towel and leaving it on a nearby pool chair. I didn’t think any rule stopped Kathy from picking up, but she didn’t think of it.
>>
>>2207386
“Got a problem with that?” Lisa asked and jumped to the water to hide from the approving stares four people were giving her.

“Actually, yes. I would thank you if next time you showered before stepping in?” Andrea sighed, annoyed.

a) Next loser has their wardrobe (or what they were wearing before taking it off) remodeled.
b) Next loser gets waxed whether they need it or not.
c) Next loser must kiss an outsider’s genitalia. Sleeping people are fair game.
d) Next loser grabs some drinks for the group; can’t wear clothes.
e) Next loser must get off with her hands tied behind her back. It’s up to her to figure out how.

Is there anything you want to happen at the pool?

1) Andrea doesn’t want to be made less and skinny dips as well.
2) The four people there recognize Lisa and ask her about Aria.
3) Kathy gets harassed while Lisa gets ignored.
4) Aria is forced to come out of her hiding place.
5) Nah, skim through it to get to the next dare.
>>
File: 4L_qz4qfhPk.jpg (102 KB, 1200x787)
102 KB
102 KB JPG
>>2207389
E3
>>
File: Pool.jpg (386 KB, 1023x768)
386 KB
386 KB JPG
>>2207389
D1 sounds fun.
>>
File: 67974033_p0.jpg (1.16 MB, 1200x1844)
1.16 MB
1.16 MB JPG
>>2207389
\E/
As for what to happen at the pool, make Lisa swim across all corners of the pool so that Kathy have to run around until she realize she can witness her inside the pool too. Then some intimate actions between the two inside the pool
>>
>>2207389
E. I vote for Erika to be the loser. She can persuade someone (Aria) to bring her off. Maybe Erika can keep the binds for a while. Would be cool to see if she can still be badass with her hands behind her back.

1. More naked girls the better.
>>
File: 1526710076057.jpg (680 KB, 1181x1748)
680 KB
680 KB JPG
>>2207389
E2
>>
E
1, 3, or 4
>>
>>2207412
Whoops. That wasn't /e/.

>>2207389
That was a one-off post for fun. I don't have enough time to post properly while pretending to be Aria.

A1. I feel Losa might be a bit sheepish after yesterday. Also if E wins, which it is in the lead right now, I'm sure Jill might suggest using Aria's tail.
>>
>>2207389
D, Beers all 'round
1
>>
>>2207415
That's a shame. It's not a must to do it right, either way. You can just wing it and have fun.
On a little note, Aria uses "anyway"; Leslie and Jill both use "anyways"; but Jill only when trying to look cute.
Saw your image. Still giving you double vote.

1 won, A didn't; if you wanted to avoid a scenario now is your chance.

>>2207389
“Sorry,” Lisa apologized, sounding genuinely regretful. As bitchy as Andrea’s tone had been, it was a valid hygiene concern. “I’ll just… do a few laps, get out of your hair real quick. How many laps, Kathy?” she turned, very slowly since she was on water, to face the black haired girl who looked very displeased to be checked out by two males and just wanted the dare to be over.

“One lap will be fine!” Kathy bleated.

Two boys started walking towards her. Both were rather large, so I could understand why Kathy found this intimidating. Neither was white; I didn’t have an opinion about it, it was just a fact.

“You’re not getting in the pool?” asked the guy who looked Mexican, Hispanic or something along those lines. I recognized him from seeing him around a few times.
“Just showing off, huh? We don’t mind,” the black guy soothed.

“Maybe you don’t know how to swim. Want some… nocturne lessons?” offered the Mexican guy, making a dangerous insinuation.

“I guess it is a little late to still be wearing swimsuits,” Andrea rationalized, seeking attention.

Her little ploy worked. For as much as I disliked her, Kathy did not look bad at all; but Andrea had a body to rival Lisa. Just the insinuation that she might remove the two piece skinny little bikini she was wearing saved Kathy from the unwanted company.
>>
File: Pool.png (19 KB, 793x545)
19 KB
19 KB PNG
>>2207427
Andrea gracefully dove into the pool, front first breaking the surface tension with her hands. She swam without using her hands as if she was some kind of dolphin, and emerged on the other side from where she had gotten in. She fidgeted briefly, and her flesh colored bikini was now held delicately by two fingers. She put it on the poolside, and smiled Kathy’s way, as if wanting to infer that the boys were going crazy over her despite being covered by water although they had Kathy naked right here.

The illumination for regular people even at night couldn’t be all that poor; I could tell because the camera of the phone didn’t face any issue. The changing rooms, both of them, had several electric lights set up near the entrances. The lights somewhat reflected on the water, which would have not been enough alone; but the moon was shining, almost full; illuminating the rest.

“Want to try, Charlotte?” Andrea asked the other girl; she looked a lot older and she was still in the pool, just peacefully standing by the edge.

“Nah, I’d get fired. And I don’t need a bunch of kids drooling all over me. You guys have fun,” she answered.

“Are you swimming or not?” Kathy shouted at Lisa, grabbing the attention that Andrea had kindly taken away from her. “D-don’t just float there!”

“Oh, right,” Lisa just realized.

She began swimming her lap; crawl style like Erika had recently taught me. Lisa’s generously proportioned butt was out of the water when she moved. The boys had a hard time deciding what to look, and I could sympathize since there was plenty I wanted to tape at the same time.

“You’re doing it wrong,” Andrea swam to Lisa, making a friendly suggestion which carried an obvious ulterior motive. “You’re only supposed to breathe every few strokes, and you’re lifting your butt way too much.”
>>
>>2207429
“I’m fine, thank you. I just felt like, a refreshing dip in the water,” dodged Lisa. “I’ll give a lap to the pool and get out.”

“Don’t be shy! Let me help you.”

Both the boys and I knew for a fact where to turn our attention next. Andrea ‘helped’ Lisa swim by holding her body horizontally as if Lisa was a child just beginning to learn. What was interesting was where Andrea chose to pivot her hands from to help support Lisa’s weight. The two most obvious places.

“Could you maybe… not molest me?” Lisa half laughed, nervously.

“I’m just teaching you how to do it right, would you rather Rodrigo do it?” Andrea grinned.

“I wouldn’t mind!” the Mexican guy jumped into the water with a sonorous cannonball.

“Just fucking let her!” Kathy commanded. Even without people looking at her, she didn’t like her position.

Lisa huffed and just allowed it to happen. She kicked the water at the tempo Andrea specified, moved her arms in very slow circles, and took imaginary dives on the water holding her breathing as instructed. Rodrigo was dismissed, but he still had a blast looking at Lisa from the back; every kick she gave was a show for him.

“That’s a lap! Can we go now?” Lisa furiously gave one last kick to rush through the last few yards, freeing herself from Andrea’s perverted grab.

“Yes! Grab your shit and let’s go!” Kathy pleaded, the black guy had switched his attention back at her and it didn’t amuse her.
>>
>>2207431
Lisa didn’t try to mess with Kathy anymore. She pulled herself out of the pool, giving everyone, including the camera, a nice view, grabbed her towel without securing it around her and started jogging as fast as her bare feet allowed with Kathy close behind.

I put the phone back in my panties, and rushed past them using the trees and the night for cover, running through the forest side.

*

“Erika, huh?” Lisa confirmed the result of the last roll as she gave herself time to think. Goatee guy wasn’t there to greet them on their way back, and Lisa had covered with her towel at some point, so the trip was without incident. I didn’t beat Kathy and Lisa’s time by so much as to let Erika and Jill watch more than a few clips of the video I made, but they got the gist of what happened. “Shit. I’m drawing a blank. Unless…” Lisa blushed. “I, uh… thought of this dare yesterday. When I was… n-nevermind. Okay, here’s what you do.”

Jill, Kathy and I shrilled and giggled at the reveal of Erika’s dare. It was wicked, and very perverted, but it could be fun.

a) Lisa forgets to mention Erika can’t get external help, and thus Aria is easily convinced to use her mouth.
b) Same as A, but Aria uses her tail.
c) Lisa doesn’t forget to mention Erika can’t receive external help. Erika rubs herself against the beds.
d) Erika rubs herself against a thigh; mention who it belongs to.
e) Erika has a very hard time, and only rubs her legs together while asking people to give her visual aid.
>>
>>2207434
A
>>
File: Headphones.jpg (196 KB, 850x645)
196 KB
196 KB JPG
>>2207434
B, Jill can attest to the tail's power.
>>
>>2207434
B
>>
File: enf_cat_girl.jpg (56 KB, 850x637)
56 KB
56 KB JPG
>>2207434
B. Tail to the rescue.
>>
>>2207434
similar to C but lets use the bed's stair
>>
>>2207434
B. The most holy tail must bring another to great pleasure.
>>
B
>>
>>2207434
B. I thought I posted a second picture last time.

I guess I can try. It wont be often, maybe once a day, but if everyone doesn't find it cringe I can play Aria.
>>
>>2207481
Go for it Sleepy, whenever the mood strikes you.
>>
B
>>
>>2207481
Meh, fuck judgments. If you have fun doing it and you're not hurting anyone, knock yourself out.
It is only a shame someone with a name was the one to RP it. I considered the possibility of a new named-voter.
You might want a tripcode. It would get confusing if someone was to impersonate your impersonation.

>>2207444
It included using all the bunk bed, mostly the hard parts.

>>2207434
The dare was very interesting, and it definitely sounded like something the perverted Lisa would think of. I was surprised that Lisa still remembered what she thought when she was under the influence of the potion; but after thinking about it, it made sense. It wasn’t as Lisa told it, she wasn’t a completely different person; just was the same person, but with something influencing them to act in a way they normally wouldn’t.

The dare consisted in having to tie Erika’s hands behind her back, which proved problematic. In that position, Erika couldn’t try to break free and had to find a way to get herself off; anything went as long as she didn’t used her hands.

We didn’t have anything to use as a rope for the hands, at least not if we didn’t break it first. Nobody wanted to be the one to donate clothing to be destroyed, as most of us were running low. We let the bottle decide again, and I lost. I donated a skirt, and a bra that didn’t fit me; they originally belonged to Jill and she also gave her approval, saying that I was free to do with them as I pleased. Medea crafted a perfectly good rope and it would be the tying-down rope for future dares, but still considered to belong to me.

“Let me see if I get this straight,” began Erika. “I can do anything so long as I don’t try to break free from my bonds.”

“Anything goes as long as you don’t use hands,” clarified Lisa.

“Anything at all?” Erika insisted.

“Anything at all,” Lisa sealed. “Oh! And I guess we have to take your bottoms off. How else would you get anything done?”
>>
>>2207502
Since Erika’s hands were already tied, Jill and Kathy undressed her. It wasn’t possible to remove her long jacket without undoing the knot on her back, so they left it alone. Once properly bottomless, Erika sat on her bed.

“You said I can do anything to get myself off, just no hands,” Erika repeated herself.

“YES! That’s what I said!” Lisa exploded, not in the mood to be asked again.

Erika opened her legs. “Ehem,” she cleared her throat. “Oh, Aria!” she sang.

All eyes were on me. Jill and Kathy didn’t know about my feelings or usual activities, but they probably got the picture with the context Erika’s voice had provided.

“Shit,” Lisa cursed, realizing she had been outsmarted. After being asked so many times about the rules, she couldn’t go back; and of course Lisa took as a given that I would do it.

“Wording is important,” Medea warned, too late.

“Don’t just… assume that I’m going to go and do something like that just because!” I defended myself. I didn’t want to come out as an easy whore. I was faced with four very skeptic faces and two doubting ones.

“Just… do it, okay?” Lisa growled, admitting defeat. “Erika wins this one,” she sighed. “Oh! Oh! But no hands! I said no hands!” Lisa realized that one of her rules made it through.

“Aria is really going to eat Erika out?” Kathy wondered. “It isn’t even her dare!”

“Huh. I guess that she did say ‘no hands’. Sorry, Aria. That one got past me,” Erika apologized. “Don’t worry; I’ll make it up to you.”

I knew she would, she didn’t need to say it! It made me blush, and even Kathy got the insinuation behind it, making her giggle.

With Lisa’s blessing and Erika asking me, I really didn’t seem to have a choice. I stepped up, knelt down, and came face to face with my favorite scent in the whole world.
>>
>>2207504
Erika further opened her legs, but she was very accommodating about it. “Are you okay like that, or any other position you want? It’s your call; however you want to eat me, kitty.”

I thought about it.

“Actually, can you get doggy style?” I asked, Carmen barked. “But with your butt up, upper body down.”

“Shit, kind of humiliating, but whatever you say.”

Erika complied, and lifted her butt to the crowd, giving us a full view of that beautiful little thing where nicely smelling honey poured out of.
“Aria, are you going to…?” Jill didn’t finish her question, but implied the rest. I nodded. “Erika, you lucky girl, you.”

First, I kissed Erika’s nether lips, just a little peck. There was no reason or motive, I just wanted to. I stepped back and sat cross legged, just moving my tail to start brushing at Erika’s entrance.

“That’s… interesting foreplay,” Erika commented.

“It is not the hands,” Lisa shrugged. “She can do whatever she wants as long as no hands.”

It sounded like mockery, or lack of faith in my methods; but it didn’t matter. I had tested them and knew they worked. The hundreds of little hairs kept brushing against Erika’s tender area and eventually my tail got a clear and warm liquid dripping around. She was ready.

“Here it comes!” Jill exclaimed.

My tail wasn’t very strong; I couldn’t easily enter a girl’s vagina at first intention; not if it was closed. With Erika’s position and the dilation of her labia due to the arousal I had caused, it was not a problem.

“Ah!” Erika exclaimed. “Seriously? Are you going to fuck me with your…? Ah! AHH! S-shit!”

I was merciless. I started twitching, twisting and even whipping. A good ten inches of my tail were already inside of her, and I twisted it all in a spiral to make a little drill. I made it spin as fast as I could.
>>
>>2207505
“Ahh…! Oh, God! AHH! Ahh! AHHHH!” Erika loudly moaned and cried. She didn’t last fifteen seconds. “H-holy shit! AHH!” I felt her vaginal walls collapsing on my tail, pressing against me as her abdomen and legs shook and lose their strength.

I could have gone on, given her several orgasms in a row, but I stopped it there. I had made my point. I took my tail out of Erika; it was soaked in her fluids. I gave it a lick.
“Did you like it?” I had the luxury of behaving condescendingly.

“W-what the fuck was that?” Erika asked between pants, she had fallen to rest on her side, taken aback by what I had just done.

a) Aria loses. “Aria, you have to do that shit again! Please! That was…!”
b) Kathy loses. As promised, Erika has her lick her kiss and tongue her anus.
c) Someone other than Aria or Kathy lost. She is to howl at the near-full moon naked. She can’t stop until someone stops her.
d) Someone other than Aria or Kathy lost. She is to obtain twenty bucks out of people. It’s up to her how.
e) Someone other than Aria or Kathy lost. Erika has the loser go to Dan’s cabin to insult him. The catch? She has to speak with her ass, moving and flapping the cheeks with her hands. Carmen instead pisses on his leg.
>>
>>2207506
A
>>
File: Colorful.jpg (425 KB, 350x1050)
425 KB
425 KB JPG
>>2207506
C, I'm interested in seeing who'll turn up.
>>
>>2207506
D, Jill.
>>
>>2207506
Anti-E
>>
>>2207506
I'll grab one on the morning when I can.

C. I like tonight's animal theme. Let's keep it going
>>
>>2207506
E, carmen
>>
.
>>
A
>>
>>2207502
>>2207526
Ariacatgirlbloom @ gmail

Someone has ariabloom email, meaning our protagonist is out there somewhere.
>>
File: enf_dog_girl.jpg (75 KB, 850x850)
75 KB
75 KB JPG
>>2207506
C. Carmen can continue her dog play with this dare.
If some else does the dare, Carmen should do it with her or wise what kind of dog does not bark with other dogs?
>>
>>2207506
A
>>
>>2207506
A, even if it is doomed to fail I still ship Aria xErika in my heart.
>>
>>2207506
>>2207581

A. Erika may not love Aria, but she will be coming back to her for the tail.
>>
A
>>
>>2207512
It's a rejected dare for other night, too. There are a few others which would fit.

>>2207562
Yes. It was a way to cheat 2 girls into the dare; but sadly Carmen did win.

>>2207586
Erika does love Aria, just not romantically.

>>2207622
This ties the votes, but too late.

>>2207502
“Did she already…?” Lisa questioned, impressed.

“Yup!” I proudly confirmed, sprinkling some of Erika’s honey with a tail swipe. Kathy and Lisa jumped back to avoid the spray, Carmen broke character for a second, but I wouldn’t hold that against her.

“That was…! Did your tail do that?” Erika sat back up, the shivers on her body still not completely stopped, and a clear stream of liquid emanating from below and staining the sheets some.
“I’ve learned a few tricks,” I smiled, and winked at Jill, who winked back. I was elated.

“What happened?” Medea was the only one who dared to ask.

“What happened?” Erika stressed. “Picture this; a long, furry, flexible hose that’s half the height of her owner gets inside you and starts filling you all the way to the womb, spinning like a Merry-go-round from hell.”

“Did… it hurt?” Lisa asked, grimacing.

Erika laughed. I got progressively happier and then embarrassed by the constant praises she continued to pronounce. Erika wasn’t shy about sex; she explained how she felt, how it caught her by surprise and she called it ‘the best fucking I’ve gotten to date’. The flattering got to me, and more so when all the girls looked at me, as if considering something.

“Alright, alright! Let’s not stare at Aria like she was a sex-toy,” Erika joked, and just in time. I liked feeling desired, but it was starting to feel uncomfortable. “Places, people! It’s my turn now. Watch the fuck out.”

And thus, Carmen better watch the fuck out, because she lost.
>>
>>2207626
“Shit,” Erika cursed. “And I had thought of a good one. But a dog can’t do it. A dare for a dog… a dare for a dog…” she pondered.

“Have her chase Aria,” Jill suggested.

“No!” I protested.

“Carmen would never catch her. I got one. Carmen; you’re going out to howl to the moon.”

It sounded silly, but also fun. Carmen’s objective was to be stopped; in other words, to be annoying. She was to howl to the nearly full-moon, which was a very theme-appropriate dare for her.

Carmen couldn’t explain much of her reasoning, being unable to speak and all, but what we got is that she agreed. Maybe because she liked the dog stuff, or maybe because she had fun with the newbies, but Carmen was fare more complacent than usual.

Carmen crawled – or was walked, Erika held the leash being the dare-giver – to the middle of the girls’ side of the cabins. It was a clever move, since the possibilities of boys stopping a naked girl were rather low. The only real thing that worked against Carmen was the hour. It wasn’t late enough for people to start going to sleep.

We hid behind a bush and left Carmen to her job. Everyone but Kathy was around. Lisa didn’t mind being in a towel, and Erika could just button up her long jacket and pretend she wasn’t bottomless.

Carmen started. It was… comical? Endearing? She was trying her best, is all I could say.

“BAAAAAH-OOOOOOOHH!” was Carmen’s idea of a howl. She repeated the sound a few times, until I could hear a reaction.

It was Lillie, baseball bat. Her cabin was unfortunately placed right in the middle of them all. She opened a window and tried to take a look; but was unable to. We were behind her building.
>>
>>2207627
“I can’t see who it is”, she concluded after looking left and right. Carmen howled again. I doubted anyone but me could hear Lillie. Maybe Medea? It was a pain that I couldn’t ask about her about anything concerning that.

“You don’t think it would be…?” now that the window was open, I could hear inside the cabin. Jane, the Asian girl, sounded terrified.

“A werewolf? Don’t be stupid!” Lillie spat, but there was fear in her voice. “It’s someone messing with us. B-because I… because she…!” Lillie broke down crying.
“You’re not turning into anything!” someone ran and hug her, I didn’t recognize who it belonged to. “You’re fine! You’re going to be okay!”

“BAAAAAH-OOOOOOOHH!”

“Shut the fuck up!” Lillie shouted, fearful; but it wasn’t enough. Someone actually had to come and stop Carmen.

“We’ll make her shut up,” Dixie’s voice said. “Alright, everyone grab something. We’ll teach that teasing bitch a lesson!”

I could clearly hear bags and zippers being opened, blunt objects being grabbed, and a group of girls reading themselves for a fight.

“Shut up already! Sheesh!” someone that wasn’t in Lillie’s cabin yelled in frustration.

“That’s Natty,” Jill recognized. “She gets pissed if you interrupt her when she’s at the phone.”

“We have to go!” I warned.

One brawl a day was plenty enough. I told the group what I heard, and Erika jumped out of the bushes to grab Carmen’s leash and tell her that her dare was over.

Carmen crawled away as fast as she could, but it just wasn’t as fast as fast as she needed to be. I had to let her break character to avoid danger so she could run.
>>
>>2207628
“Interesting,” Erika pondered, back at our cabin. “So that bitch you bit buys the werecat story. We could have some fun with that! Alright, doggie; take your turn.”

“Woof!”

a) Aria is to behave like a cat. I mean, behave even more like a cat.
b) Kathy has to let Aria shred her pajamas, wear them, and go to Lillie’s cabin yelling for help.
c) Medea is to kiss and fondle a stranger. She can’t offer any explanation.
d) Lisa is to give a massage with happy ending to a volunteer. No volunteers? Bottle roll.
e) Erika has to lay an egg in front of the Satanists. See what they think about it.
f) Jill needs to play a strip game against Dan. Carmen thinks Jill can tolerate having a vibe up her butt during.
>>
File: Stare.jpg (451 KB, 900x1402)
451 KB
451 KB JPG
>>2207629
F, Jill hasn't had a dare yet and it's always fun to mess with Dan.
>>
File: enf_cat_and_dog_girls.jpg (580 KB, 900x1222)
580 KB
580 KB JPG
>>2207629
A. See how well Aria can behave like a house cat. She could play with Carmen.
>>
B just because it sounds hilarious
>>
File: 4L_JOgiK8pX.jpg (213 KB, 883x1265)
213 KB
213 KB JPG
>>2207629
B or A
>>
>>2207629
A that sounds super cute and fun.
>>
>>2207629
F, While I think B would be quite funn (and I do want the camp to get more worked up over none exsistant supernatural threats) , without scratches on her skin under the shreded clothes I think Lillie's group would catch on too quick,
>>
Six votes piled on quickly, sadly; you'd be disappointed to find out that I'm going out. Next update will be sometime in the evening, maybe even night.
Good news is that I may have a week more to write the story. We are back to three and a half-weeks of content. Maybe even more.

>>2207671
Yes. Of course they would find out. So?

Mean, grudging girls, Kathy trapped in their cabin. Is that so bad?
>>
>>2207629
Random
>>
>>2207629
A. #animal night
>>
>>2207629
A, This will bring me the most amusement
>>
B
>>
Back. Sadly, two parts day. At least my deadline has significantly extended.

>>2207629
Carmen again did her paw-hand imitation and more tossed the bottle than rolled it. When all was said and done, it was pointing at me.

“When is it going to be my turn? I already have a few dares planned!” Jill complained.

Carmen didn’t have to think, she looked like she knew what she wanted from the very start; and she didn’t need to type it out either. Carmen imitated a dog imitating cat; it was a little confusing, but it was quite clear what she meant. In a way, it was a rehash of the time I dare her to be a dog and be lead with a leash and she in turn dared me to be a cat and steal something.

“I’m… already acting like a cat, though,” I observed.

“I’m sure she means you can’t speak anymore, walk upright; and…” Jill tried to illustrate.

“I know what she means. It was a joke,” I explained; but if you have to explain the joke it meant it wasn’t funny.

It was a very tame dare; but the implications could be a little scary. I have been trying to keep my ears still, to keep the tail from moving on its own, to stop purring randomly, to not chase moving objects and to be… human. The dare for me didn’t mean I had to act; it meant I had to stop acting, to let go and give in.

“So I undress, can’t wear anything for the night, will be a cat for the remainder of the night, too. I can’t speak, have to crawl… did I miss anything?”

There was no argument to discuss, Carmen nodded and woofed, her dare had been understood and I had to fulfill it, whether I liked it or not. I stripped my pajamas – that I was glad Kathy never criticized – and panties. I would be naked until tomorrow morning if Lisa had anything to say about it.
>>
>>2207813
Kathy didn’t try to hide she was trying to look at my rear. Now it was plainly visible where my tail came from; everyone but her knew what I was; and it had been inferred several times, but no one had confirmed the information to her, and to be honest she wasn’t likeable enough to be told by any of my friend’s initiative; or to ask herself.

“My last seconds as a human,” I warned. “I’m going to be a cat, now.”

“So? Anything you needed to say?” Lisa prompted me.

“Yes. My dare. If I tell it before I roll it means I’m on the pool as well; but it’s better if I tell it while I can speak.”

I did so, and the conditions were accepted. Nobody had a problem with my dare. How could they? I was taking part of it, if luck wanted it so.

“One last thing,” I added. “I’m going to be selfish and demanding. Sorry in advance.”

“Like an actual cat, we get it,” Erika accepted.

“Cats are not selfish,” Medea intervened. “They can be steadfast companions; display undying loyalty, selfless sacrifice…” her voice went quieter.
She looked like she wanted to talk about something, but she then apologized for the interruption and asked us to continue the game. We did.

Since the next turn couldn’t be done until I completed my part, I went into all fours, and meowed. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I was going to stop suppressing everything.

I would do as I pleased. I didn’t care about shame, or how odd I could look to my friends or others. I was a cat. I was a cat. I opened my eyes.

Nothing crazy happened. I didn’t get any urge to do anything specific. I lay on the floor and tucked my paws under my chest, my legs crouched, and I lifted my head. It was warm and pleasant.

“She’s very flexible,” Jill praised me. “That position does not look comfortable.”
>>
>>2207814
She was wrong. I didn’t even want to move. Of course I had to, it was my turn. It had been the shortest dare we had ever given ever since the first night, which basically didn’t even count – we didn’t even have Medea’s bottle back then.

“She already comes with tail and ears. I guess the dare wasn’t vey fair,” Lisa echoed what the doggie was saying with her expression.
“I guess there are a few things we can do,” Erika machinated.

I just stoically stood still as I got a red ribbon fixed on my tail, and a little bell that I had in the same bag as the vibrator fixed around a choker. When they were done, I was ordered to roll the bottle.

Imitating what Carmen had done on her turns, I pawed the bottle.

It moved! It moved! It moved!

“Aria! No!” Medea sternly scolded me. I got a little excited and rolled the bottle three times. At Medea’s shout, my ears and neck shrunk.
I obediently stood back while the bottle rolled, and finally pointed to this round’s loser.

a) Loser is placed nude in a basket/box at someone’s door for adoption.
b) Naked walk on a leash before people went to sleep. People would see.
c) Elmira’s strap-on is still around. Loser gets doggy-styled by Carmen. If Carmen loses, by Aria.
d) Loser will play nude fetch. Strongest non-loser will throw a stick, must be picked up with mouth. Stick can be thrown into interesting places, three throws in total. Suggestions accepted.
e) Loser gets vibrator inserted, to be kept until it dies (as per suggestions, it uses batteries; sadly, wifi-charging basically sci-fi). Medea and Aria do it anally.

Vote for the loser! From now on, not picking one counts as picking random; unless you specifically state to not want to vote for any girl.
>>
File: Post.png (2.05 MB, 1920x1200)
2.05 MB
2.05 MB PNG
>>2207815
A and Jill. It'll be fun to see how she handles it and then we get to see what she's got up her sleeve.
>>
>>2207815
B. Save A for later when we can wake someone up.
>>
>>2207815
E
Jill loser
>>
E
Any loser
>>
>>2207815
B Jill can lose since she seems to want to lose.
>>
File: 69396625_p0.jpg (489 KB, 1284x1797)
489 KB
489 KB JPG
>>2207815
A Aria
>>
>>2207815
C, lets get this more sexy.
>>
File: 4L_mZ6Mf6iz.png (606 KB, 620x785)
606 KB
606 KB PNG
>>2207815
C Aria
>>
>>2207836
just to break ties, going to switch B to A still voting Jill
>>
I assume that a random vote is different than called vote for a person? If 4 votes go to Jill, and 4 go to random, is it a tie, or does Jill win by default?
>>
File: enf girl.jpg (18 KB, 236x363)
18 KB
18 KB JPG
>>2207815
A. Jill, She was asking for a dare, so now she will get one.
>>
>>2207815
E Aria or Jill
>>
>>2207935
Random counts as a legitimate vote, of course.

>>2207929
We've had some "problems" with ties with the past.

II'll put a solution to be voted on.

>>2207815
After my little misdemeanor, the bottle rolled erratically, but it was certain that it flung into a random direction, and that it pointed at Jill.

“Ask and you shall receive,” Medea pronounced.

I had thought long and hard about my dare. It had to be compatible with both Carmen and I. We both had our thing to uphold and it wouldn’t be fair otherwise.

Jill didn’t falter, she stripped naked. She was wearing no bra, and a pair of beaten-up, red cotton panties.

“Where do we get a box? And who is adopting me?” she questioned.

The dare was to be left in front of someone’s door – I hadn’t specified where – to be put for adoption. The dare had to be completed in the nude, and it included acting either like a baby or in Carmen and my case, like a kitten or puppy. I made sure to announce there would be no dirty diaper business; that’s a different branch of embarrassment I didn’t want to mess with; because we always escalated stuff.

Jill’s first question had an easy answer. Erika had a cardboard box in which she brought some of her stuff. It wasn’t a perfect fit, but as long as Jill’s butt could fit, we were in business. As for the second question, I hadn’t said anything about it when I had the chance to speak, and now being a cat, it would be hard. I didn’t care; I wanted for either Medea, Carmen or Kathy to lose. Kathy and Carmen because I thought would be interesting; Medea because I figured it would be adorable. I leapt to Medea’s bed and got some shut eye to make my point obvious. It was up to them.

“Wake up!” Erika poked me. “We’re going out. You gave the dare, you have to be there. Sheesh; of all the things to not get from cats… you are one heavy sleeper!”
>>
>>2208029
I stretched and jumped down. The bell on my neck rang. It was much louder that I would like it to be. I could ‘walk’ without it making a sound no problem, but probably sneaking while moving fast was not possible.

Once more we stayed on the female side; I guess dropping a naked girl to be adopted at a boy’s dorm was a no-no; I don’t believe anyone would get raped, but the boys would certainly try to get their way and the dare would have to be interrupted. We headed to a familiar location. It was only Erika, Jill, Lisa, Medea and myself. Kathy had decided to stay behind again, and Carmen had been tasked to ‘guard’ our place by Medea; which was a good decision for two different reasons.

For the most part I still didn’t know who slept where; but I distinctly remembered the place we headed to, bitterly. I had trick-or-treated their cabin before. They were rude, condescending, unnecessarily cruel, and arguably a worse experience than visiting boys. They placed a used chewing gum to cover my anus and it took some effort to remove completely; it felt sticky for hours.

I didn’t know if Jill had been warned about who lived there, and I now I couldn’t. I tried; I meowed twice, but all the attention I was given for it was being pet; which while I appreciated, it told me my approach was useless.

Jill was half placed on the box with her legs and most of her upper body sticking out, Lisa knocked and we ran to hide and watch from afar.

They took their sweet time to answer. A blonde stepped out of the door.

“Wah, wah!” Jill exclaimed with a mixture of lack of enthusiasms and humor.

“What the fuck?” the blonde wondered aloud.
>>
>>2208032
We had left a note explaining the situation pasted to Jill’s leg. It read “Please take care of my baby. I can no longer support her. Love, mom.”

“Isn’t that Jill? The tennis player?”

“I saw her at the showers. She was… shlicking another girl in public.”

“Jilling her off, you mean?”

“Ha!”

“I heard she has public sex at the tennis courts every day. I saw a video.”

The door opened completely, five girls poured out. “What is this all about?” asked another blonde, shorter than the first and with much longer hair; the girl who stuck the gum in me.

As an answer, Jill only kept making an awful impression of a baby crying.

“It’s some erotic game, I bet.”

“You’re getting off this, you sicko?”

“Let’s take her inside. It looks like that’s what she wants.”

Erika did look a little bothered her box had been crumpled and torn at sides when the girls attempted to push it in with Jill still in it. “It’s up to you now, Aria,” she told me, and took the bell off my choker. I couldn’t nod, cats don’t nod; but I still lithely and silently ran to a window to report on what was going on and to make a distress call if necessary. I could easily hear what was going on inside, even through the closed glass.

a) Situation gets out of control, escalates into a fight.
b) Jill gets mercilessly abused and just takes it.
c) Jill gets tenderly loved and played with.
d) Girls see Aria, and try luring her with food. It somehow works.

What to do about voting ties?

1) Just wait until it gets broken. The story can take a break meanwhile.
2) Wait for two hours. If problem persists, toss a coin.
3) Wait for four hours. If problem persists, toss a coin.
4) Toss a coin immediately as soon as the required votes (7 right now. We’re growing!) Are gathered for maximum speed.
>>
>>2208036
D4
>>
>>2208036
D+C, Aria going full cat is very amusing and her just lounging around watching without helping also promises to be fun.

2, it gives time for someone to tiebreak or change their mind without risking letting things wait too long.
>>
D+C
2
>>
>>2208036
D
>>
>>2208036
A, I just like a fight.
as for Tie breakers umm I would say break the tie based on which of the two actions had the high vote first. I.E if the 4th person to vote gives option A 5 votes but the 7th person to vote gives B 5 votes too A would still be the winner since it had 5 votes first. I think this encourages people to vote early and will help speed up the process, where as waiting well just delays stuff.
>>
>>2208036
C 2
>>
File: catfight1.jpg (144 KB, 898x642)
144 KB
144 KB JPG
>>2208036
A. I do like the cat fights.

>>2208056
I am in favor with Kogekisaru's idea for handling tie breakers.
>>
>>2208056
Agreed with this. It sucks to be sitting around for votes. I'd give it a window though. If the tied votes are within 30 minutes to an hour or something, flip a coin. Not everyone can just sit here refreshing the page all day for a vote.

D. We've had a fight recently. It is animal night and Aria has been finding out about her cat side.
>>
>>2208036
For tie breaking, I would like to suggest compare the absolute number of votes if the number of votes after counting image bonus is equal, then only either goes random or time sequence afterwards
>>
>>2208036
a or c
>>
This is Cabin 10; if people want to go on the character bios to find who these girls are.

>>2208056
Good suggestion. It will be done thus.

>>2208079
What we could try to do is be more predictable. More on that in the future.

>>2208036
“You’re heavy,” a girl said to Jill, who didn’t take it personally and just said “Wah! Wha!” unenthusiastically.

“She’s inside, what now, Ana? This was your idea.”

“I don’t know. What do you want to do?”

A brunette with curly hair knelt over and simply grabbed one of Jill’s breasts. She started sucking on it, making Jill moan.

“There she goes…” the blonde with the longest hair sighed.

“I don’t see you coming up with anything,” the brunette answered and unapologetically continued to suck and slurp.

“Isn’t she supposed to be a baby? You blow on them, not suck them, and it’s on the tummy, not on the tits.”

“I say we get her out of the box.”

The last proposal was accepted. Each girl held a limb, the fifth girl grabbed the back. They all lifted at the same time and hurled Jill into the bed closest to the west window, closer to me. Jill noticed, she smiled at me, I smiled back; but that proved to be a mistake.

Someone noticed the interchange between Jill and me, and even while I ducked, she saw me move.

“There’s someone outside, watching from the window,” she warned.

I heard a body launching itself to the bed, Jill broke character to say “Ow…”; the window was quickly opened, but I saw it coming and ran away.

“It’s a cat!” the same voiced that announced seeing something in the window. “I saw the tail. It had a ribbon on it, it belongs to someone. It’s black with some white.”
>>
>>2208137
“Doesn’t the cook have like, a bunch of them? The damn thing is probably hers.”

“I have an idea! Virginia, give me some anchovies.”

“No! They’re for the pizza only.”

That’s as much as I could hear in my hasty retreat. Erika and Lisa saw me and fell back as well, not wanting to be found out. The window remained open so I had to get very far away until I couldn’t make out their voices on the inside any longer. I gave it a few minutes, and hoped they weren’t doing anything dangerous to Jill. Once enough time was past, I slowly sneaked back.
My ears were in high alert, but so was my nose. Something greasy and delicious was nearby. The scent was enticing, I followed it; it had the same destination as the place I was meaning to watch anyway.

The window of the cabin with Jill inside still had a window opened; but also its lights out. Jill was inside, I couldn’t see her, but I could smell her; just barely. A far more intoxicating scent filled the whole place up. It was coming from a little container placed just to the side of the bed. I could go in, grab it, and jump out in a second. I licked my upper lip in anticipation; my tail started slowly wagging side to side; I wagged my butt as well, ready to make a jump for it.

I gave a last listen, not a leaf moved; the smell was delicious, it demanded I hurried before I could lose my chance. I leapt.

“Now!”

The lights turned on. Two girls came from behind, from outside the cabin, and closed the window shut. I quickly grabbed whatever I could with my mouth – they were AMAZING! – and jumped to the upper bunk bed, from there to a beam in the ceiling to enjoy my meal. I quickly scanned for an exit, but there didn’t seem to be any.

“What the… FUCK?”

“It’s the catgirl! I know of her! She becomes a werecat at night!”

The door opened, I wanted to jump out, but the two girls from outside quickly came in and locked it behind them.
>>
>>2208138
“Oh, yeah. I heard she killed a girl, mauled her to death. If she bites you, you become like her.”

“That’s the girl Jill was touching at the showers! Now I remember, she’s with Jill!”

“Didn’t she come trick-or-treating the other day?

“Tammy, you’re right! I remember!”

I had finished eating the mouthful I snatched. I licked my lips again, then my paws. I wasn’t nervous. They couldn’t get to me. I was safe up high.

“Can you speak? I know you can speak!” The blonde with the long hair, the one they called Tammy, asked me. I meowed in response.

“Didn’t you see her jump? And the meowing? And the tail and the ears? She’s the real thing! Let her go before anyone gets hurt!” the girl from the showers pleaded.

“Here, kitty, kitty!” The other blonde made a fairly attractive movement with her hand that called my attention, but I didn’t feel like coming down.

“Virginia, the anchovies, please.”

“No!”

“Seriously? She already stuck her mouth in them. Are you still going to eat them?”

I didn’t make it easy for them. They had to try a lot of things, and beg and baby-talk a bunch before I came down to eat the rest of the can.

“Be careful!” Virginia stressed, she was on the farthest part of the room standing against a wall and looking me like I could pounce and kill her at any moment.

“She doesn’t look dangerous,” the brunette approached me and slowly reached me with her hand. I didn’t mind her and kept eating. She eventually started petting my back. “She’s boiling; her skin is like she has a fever.”

“Wah! Wah!” Jill called again. She was in the corner they had left her; no one was paying attention to her.

The blonde with the shorter hair patted my head, encouraged by the titty-sucking girl. “Her hair is very soft, like cat fur. And the ears… they’re real!”
>>
>>2208139
It was the same dare as last night all over again. The girls were fascinated. I didn’t allow more than two people to approach me at the same time. We played with a piece of string, I got another can of anchovies as a treat and I bit an arm – I didn’t draw blood – when they tried to grab my belly.

I knew perfectly well what these girls had done to me, but I had shut down thinking on purpose, I couldn’t bring myself to care anymore. All I knew is that I was content, getting pampered, fed and played with. They even managed to make me purr.

“Aria, this isn’t fucking fair. Is this your dare or mine?” Jill stood up and walked to me. “I’ll take the penalty, or whatever. You have fun. Don’t be late, okay?” Jill exited and slammed the door behind her. Had I made her mad?

“What the hell is her problem?”

“Did she really get mad we ignored her when we have a legit fucking cat-girl right here?”

“She said Kitty’s name is Aria.”

a) “Jill! Wait!” Aria breaks character and both face their penalty together.
b) Aria is still too deep into her feline mind to care. She continues to let the girls explore her. She’ll return after a while.
c) The girl who sucked Jill’s tits is named Denise. She’s bi and can’t resist Aria. It all starts with what looked like an innocent caress to the lower back.
d) The girls don’t let Aria go.
>>
Everything except A
>>
File: Toss.jpg (95 KB, 800x691)
95 KB
95 KB JPG
>>2208140
Tough call. Aria *was* just behaving according to her own dare, so facing a punishment game a la A doesn't feel quite right, and C is tempting. But at the same time, we totally upstaged Jill's dare and she's probably angry, so sharing the punishment would be a good way to calm her down.

A, though I may switch to C eventually if I change my mind.
>>
C
>>
File: 4L_6LIrO7Wu.jpg (142 KB, 1056x1500)
142 KB
142 KB JPG
>>2208140
C+D
>>
>>2208140
A. Rare chance for a co-op dare.
>>
>>2208140
c
>>
>>2208140
-A
>>
>>2208140
This is not where I saw things going. I'm conflicted.

C + D, aria tries to leave in character but the girls don't let her.
>>
File: 69420987_p0.png (2.43 MB, 1414x2000)
2.43 MB
2.43 MB PNG
>>2208140
A, don't want to ignore Jill
>>
>>2208185
Were you expecting them to be meaner? They couldn't torture Aria, they would have triggered flight or fight response, which would have been the same as a) Fight.
Don't worry, I got you covered next pat.

>>2208140
“Meow (Jill)!” I called, and tried to follow her to the door but was stopped by three different pairs of hands.

“Let her go,” Ana ordered me. “She says she’ll be waiting for you later. So that means you understand us? Can you understand what I’m saying?”

“Move your head up and down if you understand.”

As much as I wanted to be completely free or that pesky reasoning and all the complications that it entailed, I still found myself pondering about the potential advantages of disclosing the truth. I couldn’t think of any.

I kept trying to go as if I didn’t fathom human language. The result was the same; but they weren’t being forceful enough, so I broke myself free. I walked to the door and realized that I couldn’t open it, not without losing my paws in my mind and replacing them with dexterous primate fingers; my dare didn’t allow me to.

“Meow! Meow!” I begged, scratching at the door.

“Can you hear that? And she’s leaving marks. Her nails are super sharp.”

“Open the door. She wants to go.”

“No. We’re keeping her,” decided Ana, the blonde with the shorter hair – I had already learned their names. Denise was the one who sucked on Jill’s boobs, Virginia was the red haired girl I met again at the showers, Ana was the short haired blonde, Tammy the long haired one. Edith was the girl with the short black hair who spoke rarely, spoke weird when she did, and apparently the one who liked me the most.
>>
>>2208226
“She’ll revert to be a normal girl in the morning,” Tammy exposed, still buying on the rumors. “We don’t know what happens then. She can go into a panic and start screaming, or something.”

“Let’s keep her. At least for a little longer,” Edith placed her hands on my paws and held them down to have me stop.
It was out of my hands – paws –, I couldn’t leave without going against my dare, not without breaking a window and seriously injuring myself or becoming violent. I didn’t want to do any of those, and doing what felt natural was part of my cat personality and thus part of my dare.

“Meow!” I let as a last sign of protest.

It was useless. I jumped to one of the upper bunks and curled my body, including my tail. It was all I could think of to show that I didn’t approve what was happening, but would deal with it since I had no choice.

Edith and Denise climbed to the bed with me.

“She’s angry you won’t open the door, just let her go,” Virginia repeated. “What if she scratches you? Look at what she did to the door,” she pointed at the marks the claws left; they were surprisingly deep.

“Oh, she wouldn’t. Would you, Aria?” Edith used a finger to scratch me under the chin. As displeased as I was, I loved when people did that.

Denise on my back was repeatedly running her hand across my back, very standard procedure. What worried me is that her pets consistently started from lower and ended up lower. She didn’t stop at my lower back; she went down to caress my bottom. I tried giving Denise the benefit of the doubt, but it became clear what she wanted when her fingers progressively got closer to my genitals.
>>
>>2208227
Edith passed a hand over my neck, resting some of her weight one me. Denise started to discretely molest me. One hand looked very innocently dealing with my back when the other rubbed my butt and touched my vulva, more often as time went on. Edith’s position didn’t let me move, and I couldn’t protest because despite it all, it felt good.

“Denise, are you seriously…?” Ana noticed what was going on.

“What? She doesn’t seem to mind. She’s even purring.”

“What is she doing?” Edith asked, turning her attention away from me and into Denise, just as everyone else.

Denise stopped all pretenses and just rubbed my crotch. “It is so warm,” she mused.

Edith looked at her with disgust; the rest all seemed used to that sort of behavior, even expectant.

“Would you like me to eat you out, Kitty? I promise you will like it,” Denise seductively whispered.

She didn’t wait for an answer, or expected one. Denise lay on the bed and I felt her gaze devour my most intimate place; I couldn’t even hide it because shame was for humans. She gave it a lick and I shuddered, I allowed a yowl escape me without opening my mouth.

“She’s going to snap and scratch your face off,” Virginia warned.

“Edith, hold her,” Denise petitioned and got into a position in which she could more easily join her mouth with my vagina.

“Are you seriously going to rape the cat girl?” Edith chastised, alarmed; and letting go off me. “If she scratches you, you deserve it. Do you remember what she did to me when I tried rubbing her belly?”
>>
>>2208228
Denise wasn’t listening. She started slurping at me; there was no technique or effort to please me. She just wanted to taste me. That is not to say it wasn’t pleasant, her tongue got in contact with my insides and I contained a yelp that came out as a huff.

“No, don’t go,” Denise held my legs as I was ready to leap away since this felt too invasive and she continued to fondle my pussy with her tongue.
It heard very messy. Denise was like a broken vacuum cleaner at a pool; saliva and soon after, my own juices, started sprinkling everywhere.

“That’s my bed!” Tammy complained. “Eww…”

I didn’t like it. There was pleasure involved, but I didn’t like it. Denise was too selfish; she just liked putting her mouth on things and didn’t care how I felt about it. I wanted her to stop, but if I tried meowing I would only moan, and if I tried jumping I would kick her and would bring her with me and she’d probably fall on top.

The stimulation wasn’t getting to me. I was getting wet, but I wouldn’t climax, not if Denise only kept sucking and slurping the way she was. I wanted out.

a) Aria gets out and Jill pays her penalty.
b) Aria is trapped by the selfish Denise and she gets more extreme.
c) Aria is rescued by her friends.
d) Aria scratches Denise, who retaliates. She’s all alone for this one.

For A (doesn’t have to be now, it can take place in the future):

1) Jill won’t wear clothing for 24 hours and can’t interrupt her daily activities.
2) Jill has to return to the cabin where her dare was forfeit, apologize, explain the situation and say every single one of them is entitled to be orally pleased. Not all of them might agree.
3) Jill uploads a video of herself masturbating with a dildo to the camp’s group.
4) Jill receives ten spankings from each member. If they don’t hit as hard as they can, they receive a penalty themselves.
>>
>>2208226
I didn't expect them to go crazy over Aria and forget Jill. I saw a split from the group.

This creates interesting options.
>>
>>2208229
D
As for penalty games, I think they can be applied even in options other than A. And I want to switch the PoV from Aria for a moment to see how others react and see if it is possible to give a multiperson penalty. Presumably not a penalty-only penalty but also with some interesting aspects as per rationales of >>2208230
>>
C
>>
>>2208229
A, but without Jill penalty, or at least easier penalties. This wasn't a full Carmen refusing a dare rule break. Maybe something with Jill taking care of Aria like a kitten or something? I'm sure a video of her trying to have Aria suckle on her would be great for the camp's group page.

For those that missed the deleted post,
>I feel sorry for Jill. I don't believe she owes a penalty for what happened, but a duo penalty would be cool.
>>
>>2208236
Image
>>
File: Glasses 2.jpg (183 KB, 950x1550)
183 KB
183 KB JPG
>>2208229
Quasi-A with dual penalty. It can be established as a rule that interfering with a dare (as judged by group vote) is as penalty-worthy as giving up. We don't want to establish bad precedents here.

As for the penalty, 1 but just topless if possible, or plain 1 otherwise.
>>
File: enf_leashed5.jpg (634 KB, 850x1198)
634 KB
634 KB JPG
>>2208229
A. I am in favor for Aria getting a penalty with Jill. Maybe something like them having to share one outfit among the two of them during the day.

I thought of another penalty, but it more of a penalty for Jill than Aria. Cover Jill in catnip or spread on specific spots. Then Jill has to deal with Aria harassing her.

Otherwise i vote 4
>>
B
>>
Should we drop back to 6 votes?
>>
>>2208266
Eh, it's only been two hours and we're only one vote away from the metric. It could also just be a slow cycle.
Personally, I'd wait for 3-4 hour cycles (to reach the benchmark) as a recurring pattern before deciding that the active playerbase has shrunk.
>>
>>2208229
-A
>>
>>2208229
B

And 2
>>
>>2208229
c
>>
>>2208256
I may be like 50% cat now, but that doesn't mean I like catnip!
>>
>>2208229
You know honestly I don't have a strong preference with most of these options, So I'm just going to vote against a double penalty
>>
Plenty of mixed opinions about Jill's penalty. We'll give it another twirl. This is the definitive one, so pick your favorite.

A and C tied, but as instructed A made it's voting first. If you don't like the system, SPEAK UP.

>>2208266
I've been slower as of late, but it's not the voters. It's taking me longer to write. What once got done in an hour and a half now takes at least two hours of thought and writing.

It is an inevitable; the story is objectively long; and we've run plenty of scenarios; so picturing new ideas without doubling on what we've already done (at least not too much) while checking the ever-growing notes takes progressively more time.

Or maybe it is my diet. Who can tell? Regardless, writing will not stop until something external comes to stop me.

>>2208305
You don't know that. The psychoactive effect doesn't work in humans because we don't have the nasal receptors for it. Guess who has a cat's sense of smell around here?

>>2208229
I wasn’t putting with it anymore. I gave a last yowl as a warning, and uneasily moved my legs signaling I was ready to jump and getting on my way would lead to potential injury for both me and whoever interrupted me.

Denise was deaf and blind to it all. I jumped.

As I had expected, Denise’s weight got in the way. It was still a very powerful movement the one she tried stopping, and unbalanced her. We both fell from the bunk, I spun midair and landed just a little sooner than Denise, in the nick of time to jump away from her collapsing, perverted self.

The loud thud of Denise hitting the floor, the shriek she emitted beforehand, and the cry of pain she let escape after the impact; all of it combined plus the feeling of the air rapidly moving behind me as her body fell put me on edge.

I jumped again and arched my back, then ran to hide under the farthest bed I could find.

“Fucking cat!” Denise cursed, giving me an insight that she didn’t see me as a fellow human.
>>
>>2208312
“You have no one but yourself to blame,” defended me Edith with her weird pronunciation. “She made it clear what she was about to do and that she didn’t like what you were doing.”

“You’re lucky she didn’t maul you!” Virginia still fear-mongered. I wasn’t mauling anyone unless I was cornered.

“Look! Her tail!” My tail was not covered by the bed, not completely. “It’s all fluffy and spongy. That means she’s scared,” observed Ana. “I’m letting her out.”

“No!” Edith and Denise echoed each other.

“I’m opening the door and she wants to stay, she can stay.”

She had no sooner turned the knob that I bolted out of my hiding place. Turning the corner at the speed I was running proved problematic. I couldn’t break in time and thus I kind of had to run in place with my feet slipping before I could make it. Ana had barely opened the door by then; but my body was flexible and I made due with the space I was given.

“She’s fast!” praised me Tammy.

“No! Ana! We had to ease her first! Now she’ll never come back!” Edith whined. “I wanted to hold her at night…”

They continued to discuss whether letting me out or not was a good idea. I just ran into the night, as fast as I could, making only a right turn so I could head in the direction of my cabin. I didn’t run into anyone, and half or more of the lights of most places were out.

“Look who’s finally back!” Erika censured me. They had left the window open so I could go in. “Did you finally get bored of your new friends? We’re trying to play a game, here!”

I couldn’t apologize verbally, so I did the best next thing. I approached Erika, purring, and rubbed myself against her legs with my leg high in the air making a little bent at the end so she knew I liked her.
>>
>>2208313
“Do I get my penalty or what?” Jill yawned. She was lying on my bed, presumably taking a short nape alongside Kathy. I was glad I wasn’t sleeping there, since I didn’t want her stench rubbed alongside the surface I would be resting on.

Medea was on her bed, reading a book that she closed when she saw me come in. She didn’t look upet, despite me being guilty of taking precious minutes away from her Game. Carmen was also lying on a bed, on Erika’s. She was a little out of character since dogs didn’t sleep that way. From where I was standing I could see the buttplug firmly inserted into her expanded asshole. How could she even tolerate that thing being in there for so long? It wasn’t that big, but it should be killing her by now.

“I’m not even sure,” Erika shrugged, responding to Jill, and finally gave in into my affections and scratched my sweet spot just up my tail. “The dare was getting adopted, but that didn’t mean ACTUALLY getting adopted. If they had just forgotten about you in a corner and left you there for the night it would have been boring for all of us. I think you did the right thing.”

“But the rules are the rules,” Kathy strongly butted in. “S-sorry, Jill. It’s just… I had to do my part, and it, I guess it would be unfair if… I mean, if you don’t want to…!” she carefully approached, suddenly regretting saying her first sentence.

“Medea, could you stop dodging the question?” Lisa interrupted Kathy’s rant. “Aria is here. What happens now? You’ve always been neutral and fair. We’ll go with what you say,” Lisa looked around the room to see if there was anyone against it.

“Yeah, I can live with that,” Erika accepted. She had made me gone crazy. I was on the ground, rolling on my back side to side as she continued to scratch and rub different places.
>>
>>2208314
“Whatever you guys say. This is your game; I’m just a little disappointed my dare didn’t pan out, that’s all,” Jill said.

“As I have been telling you, it is not up to me. This depends completely on Aria,” Medea asserted, jumping down and giving us a flash of her panties. “Was the dare completed? Jill was adopted. Did the dare end there? Was she supposed to do anything else?”

All eyes were on me, and it felt a little awkward that I was playing with Erika’s hand while lying face up.

a) Aria and Jill both get a penalty.
b) Aria gets a penalty for disrupting Jill’s dare.
c) Jill gets a penalty for losing her cool.
d) No one gets a penalty. The game goes on.

There are options for mixed penalties, penalties appropriate for Aria and penalties appropriate for Jill, and then the next dare. There are so many possibilities branching out from this that its legibility might be at risk if it were to be posted here. This question must be answered first.

Next part will be very short; unless you want some filler:

1) No filler. Get to the choices that logically follow from this first one.
2) Automatically decide the next dare so there’s something to write about and the story moves forward.
3) Fill it with cutesy things about Aria being a cat.
4) Aria finds very bad news on social media.
5) Edith tracked Aria down.
6) Dan’s at the door; wonders why he hasn’t been visited tonight.
>>
File: Burst 6.jpg (487 KB, 800x1032)
487 KB
487 KB JPG
>>2208317
A or B, whether Jill gets a penalty or not we need a precedent against interfering with dares to try and coerce others into a penalty.

4, it's tangential to the penalty plotline but sounds like an important plot point in its own right.
>>
File: 69354880_p0.png (824 KB, 958x835)
824 KB
824 KB PNG
>>2208317
A4/5
Five seems more natural development although the time can also be used to resolve 4
>>
>>2208317
Voting against Aria getting a penalty, I don't care what happens to Jill., I just see no reason what so ever for Aria to get a penalty, if we make this a penalty for her it establishes that putting someone in a catch 22 where you either have to break your own dare or break someone else's dare is okay, and I just can't agree. If Aria didn't go into the cabin after the food she woud have broken her dare to act as cat like as possible getting a penalty, so she would be punished here for following her dare.
>>
2
>>
Sorry missed the C before the 2
>>
>>2208317
D
4

And i like the idea of Aria thinking she was immune to catnip, but not.
>>
I'd love for the double penalty, but Aria didn't interrupt the dare. I'd also say that Aria not going after the food wouldn't be a penalty for her. If someone put out dog food for Carmen, her refusing to go get it (if not ordered) wouldnt be breaking her dare.

I'd say A, just for them ruining the 'spirit' of the game. Not a harsh penalty, but something.

Also 4. You keep teasing this.
>>
>>2208333
>>
File: 1492628543137.jpg (719 KB, 1000x1409)
719 KB
719 KB JPG
>>2208317
-A
>>
>>2208333
>>2208327
How about if we go for 4 and then Aria shocked into acting put of character and thus also subjected to penalty game?
- And actually I don't like the idea of getting punishment despite follow through the dare a lot either, but then if Aria didn't get punished by it then why would Kathy need to go out to be the witness? Maybe it's also a time for the group to define the rule more clearly in-universe
>>
>>2208337
Kathy got tricked. Someone has to be a witness, and the new rule of not putting clothes on after taken off. It was a mean trick from the group, but she brought it on herself and Kathy hasn't been the nicest. Normally someone else would be the witness, likely someone clothed.

I agree with 4 leading into A. I think most of us are fine with A, just the fact there is no reason for it. No dare was actually broken.
>>
>>2208340
I'm not fine with A at all, there is no reason for it, and forcing a reason just to punish someone really rubs me the wrong way. I don't have a problem with penalty games, but making up excuses to penalize someone who was following the rules to the best of their ablities I have a major beef with.
>>
>>2208348
If we wanted Aria to get a penalty then 2 votes ago people would have voted for Aria break character and leave with jill and get a penalty with jill, yet people actively tried to vote for aria staying in character and thus avoid the penalty, frankly the fact she even has the option to be penalized here bothers me since it feels like just taking an arbitrary recall on that vote, devaluing the choices already made.
>>
>>2208317
and just a bit of a comment here, A is the same as B+C, so presenting it as its own option kinda muddys the votes given that people are so used to voting with +s anyway.
>>
>>2208317
fuckin' girls makin' noise when people are tryin' to fuckin' sleep.

Great story, took three fuckin' days to read it.
C
7 I'm at the fuckin' door, this story needs more me.
>>
>>2208349
Despite I support the idea of duo penalty games and also voted for it two votes ago, I had to spend a few minutes thinking would it be a good idea to let Aria break her character at that point, but that doesn't mean I doubt a duo penalty with Aria is a good idea or not, and that wasn't what the choice was for either
As for no reason to punish Aria as she have committed the best effort into executing the dare, or that voting for 4→A seems to be finding a way to force Aria to take punishment, I would say while Aria would definitely think this way, there aren't much reason for others to feel accordingly, and that if it goes 4→A it would also be a in-character way for Aria to act with the corresponding punishment which most likely won't be heavy handed. As for us voters, I would believe in ability of OP to write it in a convincing way so that it won't appear as uncalled for.
And as for separating A from B+C, it would ensure that people voting for A are really those who want coop penalty instead of just >50% people want to see Aria getting penalty and >50% people want to see Jill getting punished
>>
>>2208349
I agree with kogekisaru. Aria didn’t break her dare. The only options I see here are either c or d. I voted c earlier, so don’t count this post as an additional c vote
>>
>>2208368
Can’t see Medea, Erika or Lisa supporting this at this stage in the story. Just my opinion though.
>>
>>2208327
>>2208348
>>2208349
>>2208359
Since I guess I never gave an actual letter (though -A was heavily implied) I'm just clarifing -A.
>>
>>2208317
Don't really care about the penalties, but...
333333333333333
>>
File: 4L_pBqpG5D6.jpg (105 KB, 617x875)
105 KB
105 KB JPG
>>2208317
C3
>>
C2, anti a
>>
>>2208317
I feel like it should be C, but maybe only a light punishment, since the dare was so open ended and aria did somewhat disrupt it.
Also 3 preferably with medea
>>
Aria may have been acting according to her dare, but the fact remains that she interfered with Jill's dare and ruined it for her. It was fine to leave the notion unaddressed until now, but we are in a position where we must actively set precedent about what happens when you interfere with a dare. If we enshrine that you are allowed to interfere with dares however you please, I expect other people to start trying to coerce others into taking a penalty, and not only does that breed animosity, it devalues the dares themselves apart from being vehicles to twist people's arms into accepting penalty games.
>>
>>2208409
Even if Aria and Jill don't get a penalty, we should set another ground rule. The rules have evolved, and I think regardless of the vote to this one, CoD should have another voting option on the next message about this.

This is the most activity we've had in a while, but it isnt amazingly positive.
>>
Interesting discussion. Close voting.

>>2208366
Glad to have you aboard, in both fronts.

>>2208317
I was put on the spotlight. I was having such a great time just being a cat. Now I had to return being a human – pretending to be a cat – in order to think of the problem.

I tried making letters of the alphabet with my tail to communicate, but I couldn’t do neither ‘H’ or ‘A’, both of which I wanted to start a sentence with, so I gave it up. I tried meowing in different tones to convey what I meant. People lost patience. Lisa grabbed my phone, unlocked it – I should really remember to change the pattern – and placed it in front of me on the floor so I could slowly, but surely type.

I didn’t want a penalty for Jill. Following my own dare, I had unintentionally ruined hers, and I felt guilty. Fact remained that she had walked away, and she did it with the full intention to get a penalty, or so it looked to me. This meant that both she meant to break her dare due to either frustration with me getting all the attention, and that she actually wanted a penalty; I couldn’t fathom why anyone would want to be punished, but there was people like Carmen in the world.

It was unnerving trying to type my exact thoughts with Erika, Lisa and Jill looking over my back, and Medea, Carmen and Kathy trying to sneak a look from the front. I was not the fastest typer, and more importantly; I wasn’t using fingers but paws; my hand was in a half-made fist and I was touching the screen with the second phalanx of my fingers, it was a slow process.

“We don’t need an essay, Aria. We’ve already said we’ll go with what Medea says, which is by proxy whatever you say. Does Jill get a penalty, yes or no?” Erika pressed me.
>>
>>2208412
But I didn’t want to say ‘yes or no’. What if Jill thought I was dismissive of her feelings when trying to have fun with her dare? I couldn’t just type ‘yes’. ‘No’ on its own was just as bad. I needed to explain my reasoning and I stubbornly continued to type ”ull undrstand when im done” to Erika, then had an awful time deleting that so I could continue my ‘essay’.

“Alright, alright,” Erika granted me. “Then at least use my phone. Why did you turn auto-correct and auto-complete off in yours?” I did not care to say how many answers that question had. “It will make your life so much easier.”

“You’re going to make her start all over again!” Jill complained. “Just change the settings on her phone.”

“Our little klutz was typing in a search bar; if we even minimize the app she loses he text anyway. It will be faster this way, trust me. She seems to be going for a marathon. And let’s leave her alone. We waited for over twenty minutes, we can wait for five more for her to be done,” Erika placed her phone on her bed and signaled me to use it instead. She was the only one taking my side on letting me finish my thoughts, so I listened to her.

Erika was right. Having the auto-complete feature made it all much easier and faster; not to mention better-written. I was left to my task while people went to do their own thing around the room. The only one who criticized me in a conversation was Kathy; everyone else was probably very aware that I could hear whatever they said even if they whispered.

I was typing in a chat-box on an application I didn’t normally use; tumblr; I was more of a Facebook person. Midway through my typing, a miss-touch told me a good reason why Erika would prefer it. I opened a group chat; people all over the camp were posting on it. It had… pornographic content.
>>
>>2208413
Girls sent tasteful nudes, people seemed to be hooking up, and a few familiar videos were posted. Someone had made a looping video of the few seconds my sweater was raised in the fight I had against Sue at the cafeteria. It had tons of comments on it and I dared not read them. Jill was also featured; I didn’t play it but I supposed which video would be from the thumbnail in which she was kissing Melanie. This had to be how Elmira got all those pictures of me; there were several group tumblrs in which the camp members just posted whatever. Why didn’t I know of it?

I had known all along there were nudes of me all around; it was too hopeful to expect otherwise. So many people had taken pictures that I was sure if I dared to scroll too far up I’d get to see earlier mishaps at the cafeteria or even the clinic. I had just recently been recorded by Denise and by Tammy; would they post it in the group as well? Was there anyone left in camp that hadn’t seen my genitals?

Scrolling all the way down, the most recent entry belonged to Andrea. She had played with the lightning at the pool to take a full frontal nude of herself with the shadows hiding her crotch; her nipples were in full display and she looked proud of it.

Erika had also a private chat going on. I had seen her interact with the guy before; some huge ape named Kirby. It said things like “gotta do it again tomorrow, had a great time today”, that piqued my interest.
>>
>>2208414
I scrolled up in that chat. Erika was having sex with a boy; that I could accept, but from their conversation, it was obvious that from sometime this morning, Erika was no longer single.

a) For her penalty, Jill can’t wear clothes for 24 hours, and may not disrupt her daily activities.
b) Option A; light edition. Jill can’t wear anything on her top that might cover her breasts. She may still cover them manually.
c) Jill uploads a video of herself masturbating to the group Aria just found.
d) Option C; light edition. Jill posts a nude instead.
e) Jill has to return to the cabin where her dare was forfeit, apologize, explain the situation and say every single one of them is entitled to be orally pleased. Not all of them might agree.
f) Option E; light edition. She pleases the players of The Game, just the ones that want to be pleased.
>>
>>2208415
A or B. Jill playing tennis uncovered tomorrow promises to be fun.

>>2208411
I suppose Medea can just add that rule without punishing Aria, yeah. As long as we keep people discouraged from ruining dares to coerce people into penalty games, I'm happy.
>>
File: enf nude public1.jpg (279 KB, 818x1205)
279 KB
279 KB JPG
>>2208415
A. Hope Aria follows Jill all day. Including making sure she sleeps naked. Someone needs to make sure she is doing her penalty.
>>
>>2208415
C. The group just waited half an hour for Aria. A punishment that took too long (e or f) would take more time away from dares.
>>
>>2208415
A or C
>>
File: 4L_WyUXpz4Y.jpg (284 KB, 750x1400)
284 KB
284 KB JPG
>>2208415
A
>>
>>2208415
A
>>
E or light e
>>
Also please don’t stop writing camp of dares even if it’s becoming more difficult to write, it needs a satisfactory conclusion.
>>
>>2208457
I won't stop unless stopped.

>>2208415
I nearly broke character right there. Erika had a boyfriend? And just since morning! What did she even see on him? What did he have that I didn’t? A dick? Jail said my tail was even better. Was he bigger and stronger? Let’s see him jump ten feet in the air. I felt furious; furious and sad, tears of both emotions started forming in my eyes, and I had to stop looking at the screen of Erika’s phone to calm myself.

Why hadn’t she told me? Erika knew I would need to hear the news; she knew what I felt for her. Moreover, why date such a douchebag? He looked like a dumb ogre, and he also looked younger than Erika; he looked younger than me! Well, younger that how old I knew I was, since apparently no one else agreed.

“How’s your essay going, Aria?” Erika queried, an understandable question as I had stopped typing and touching the screen.

I would have liked to say “almost done!” but couldn’t. It was probably better, since Erika would notice something in my voice. Instead I got back to work. I erased the traces of where I had been looking at and went back to the text I had been writing. It now didn’t look as appropriate as I had pictured it; I didn’t feel like being understanding and softening the blow to Jill. I involved a second paw, hurried it up, and give a loud meow signaling that I had finished.

The group tried to huddle to read all at once. Erika then grabbed the phone and decided to write it aloud.

“Jill broke her dare,” she quoted, “even though I had made it very easy for her. I did not realize she actually would have fun or expected some difficulty and for that I am sorry. For the penalty game, I suggest she may not wear clothes until this hour next night. She cannot stay at her cabin all day, either.”
>>
>>2208488
“She was the witness, I trust her judgment,” supported Medea.

“That’s… a pretty though one. Can’t I make you change your mind?” bargained Jill. “Can I at least wear underwear and shoes? I have to go to the courts. I’m running the whole operation there, you know?”

“She is,” brown-nosed Kathy.

I played barefoot and was fine. Surely Jill could manage for a single day; I lightly tapped at Erika’s hand signaling I wanted the phone back so I could communicate.

“You’re not writing another fucking novel, Kitty,” she objected, then turned to Jill. “Those are the terms. Do you accept it or not?”
Jill didn’t respond immediately. “You guys DO NOT kid around with penalties, huh?” she sighed and then continued. “Alright, I’ll do it. Not like there’s anyone left in camp to see me naked.”

“Then it is settled.” Erika concluded. “I trust Jill will keep her word. Anyone wants to volunteer as a witness?”

“Aria does,” Jill petitioned. Kathy nodded in agreement. “She gave the dare, and she owes me a date.”

I gave a non-verbal affirmation. I had cooled down some ever since typing the penalty down and was now starting to regret it, thinking maybe I had been too harsh. If all Jill wanted was my company, I should oblige. Besides, I would get to see her naked the whole day; and as anyone could plainly see right now, she looked great.

“I’m not sure Aria should come out of the cabin at all tomorrow,” Lisa opined. “Remember what happened? By now everyone should know that… it’s a bad idea. She’ll attract a crowd where she goes, too. Are you okay with that, Jill?”
>>
>>2208489
She was, and I didn’t have an argument against. I tried to sneak a look at Medea so maybe I could get a signal of whether I should have listened to Lisa and keep a low-profile. Medea’s face was more unreadable than usual. I just hoped morning could come soon so I could speak to her about it, and discuss a thing or two with Erika.

Jill asked for us to gather so she could take her turn, and since she had complied in her penalty, we all hurried to do it. We had lost enough time with the last dare. From the phone I knew it was half past ten. There were people left to dare and to be dared.

Jill said that she ran the whole operation on the tennis courts, so that meant she had to wake up early; but maybe we could convince her to play for longer. She would also like to not be forced to be an exhibitionist for so long if she woke up late.

a) The dare this time is to engineer a situation in which ANOTHER girl ends up naked in public. It can’t be anyone playing The Game.
b) Be a bad porn actress. Knock on a door with nothing but a delivery boy cap and an empty pizza box with tons of cheesy dialog. Obviously has to be done on female side to avoid incidents. Carmen and Aria regain speech for this dare.
c) The one the bottle lands on is the only one who DOSEN’T LOSE. Everyone else becomes her slaves and obey her commands for half an hour.
d) Jill dares whoever loses next to perform the same dare as she gives the next person who loses. Giving too easy a dare will result in penalties.
e) Jill dares loser to talk about her sex life and every sexual partner she’s had in detail.

And of course, vote for the loser. Not voting is a vote for Random. Voting “none” is also acceptable.
>>
>>2208490
A sounds pretty fun if you ask me. Medea for the loser, she hasn't had a dare tonight and she'd take to a dare like this with utter calm and surgical precision, which will only make it better.
>>
B
>>
A/B
>>
File: enf_swimsuit_theft.jpg (169 KB, 850x887)
169 KB
169 KB JPG
>>2208490
A. Sounds like it will be up Medea's alley.
>>
>>2208490
A, this seems like it could be interesting
>>
A Medea
>>
>>2208490
A, Medea. I want another dare from Medea more than I want to see her do this.
>>
>>2208490
A, medea
>>
A with Medea
>>
>>2208490
Jill had an interesting dare. She was trying to be creative and go against most of what we’ve already done. Instead of trying to embarrass whoever lost, the loser had instead to embarrass someone else.

Jill’s dare was to make someone who wasn’t playing The Game as if she was playing. It was to get a girl in a situation of public nudity through any means possible. The time limit was an hour, failure to do so for this specific dare made it so the group could issue a second, hardest challenge. Jill stated her conditions before rolling the bottle, which as by now she knew, would mean she was at risk to perform it as well; but also to make sure we would agree to her conditions.

Erika, Lisa and Medea all looked forward to what could happen. Kathy did not seem thrilled, but I had a feeling she went with whatever Jill wanted, and of course; Carmen and I could only make animal sounds. My fight against Sue gave me an idea of what I could do and how I could make it happen, but I feared Carmen would be at a huge disadvantage on this one.

It didn’t matter because the loser was Medea.

“It is now 10:34 PM; before 11:34 PM, I am to engineer a situation in which a female camper ends up naked in a public setting, preferably in front of males. Is this correct?” Medea smiled as she spoke, as if she already had an idea of what to do.

“Yeah. Can you manage it?” Jill confirmed.

Medea nodded. She checked her phone for a minute, and then gave us instructions. She needed Jill, and whoever else wanted to see what would happen, at a specified location. She seemed very confident.

“And of course, I will need someone by my side to watch me, but who cannot get in the way; someone stealthy and quick,” Medea proceeded.

“Me-ow?”

“Yes, you.”
>>
>>2208580
Medea and I waited in the cabin while all the other girls headed to the offices. Medea convinced the group to, in order to the keep the attention on the victim Medea had already chosen, cover themselves. Girls who were naked, except me, got dressed back up, Carmen got special permission to walk upright; even though she couldn’t remove anything of what she was using; ears, buttplug, leash, or could speak.

“You are going to witness first-hand you why it is important to keep promises, Aria,” Medea told me while we waited. She kept messing with her phone. I meanwhile groomed my hair since it smelled all wrong ever since all those girls messed with it.

We exited the cabin after what must have been fifteen minutes. Medea didn’t seem in a hurry. I followed at a fair distance behind, trying to be above ground at all times so I could hide if the need ever arose. I wasn’t being embarrassed of showing my body – of course I was, but I needed a rational excuse –, I was just being a scaredy cat who didn’t like strangers and had no desire to meet with any because I had been recently traumatized by a human placing her mouth where she shouldn’t.

It was a good thing I was hidden; because despite the late hour, the whole place seemed bursting with activity. People were coming out of their cabins in droves and heading in the same direction as Medea. There was a whole atmosphere of unrest; nobody dared to speak aloud, but among the whispers I could discern people talking about a forest fire heading this way. That couldn’t be right; the air seemed clean, so did the night sky.

“It seems very serious.”

“Why did it have to be now? Johnny and I were… busy!”
>>
>>2208581
Medea stopped when we reached the end of the cabins, and so did I. I had been very careful jumping from rooftop to rooftop and was very grateful Erika hadn’t placed my bell back on the choker she lent me. There were occasions in which I thought someone saw me; but after crouching and hiding while intently listening, the most notable reaction was someone saying she thought she saw a shadow.

What must have been a hundred people walked past us, not minding Medea. At the road, they all took a right turn, to the south, to the offices. Medea waited until we were the last two remaining people in the area.

Or so I thought. Another door opened. It was from the cabin the closest to the road. From it, came a blonde girl with a ponytail. She had fair features and a slender frame with very nicely sized assets. I could only see her from above.

“Did they really leave without me?” she fretted. “I told them it was only going to be a minute!” She had recently peed. I wish I didn’t know, but I knew.

“I was also otherwise entertained,” greeted her Medea, which the blonde just noticed now for the first time. “Would you care for the company?”

“H-hey… you’re the…”

“That is water under the bridge. There is more important things right now,” Medea interrupted the thought. “Shall we?”

“Sure…”

I followed the pair. As they entered the road there was not much to cover me, so I only walked behind them with my body as close to the ground as I could keep it. There was an air of awkwardness among the two. Medea seemed unbothered by it, unlike the girl by her side; who cleared her throat, fidgeted and otherwise made signs that she would prefer if the situation wasn’t as silent.
>>
>>2208582
There was a huge crowd gathered in front of the offices. It must have been all campers, plus members of the staff. Their bickering and conversations were deafening. Everyone looked confused, and people everywhere were talking about a possible false alarm and discussing how this could have happened and what the responsible party should do about it.

I didn’t feel comfortable getting close to so many people, so just staid back and watched from afar atop a tree, very sad that I only had pink, pale skin and no beautiful, furry coat to camouflage me in the dark. Medea and Ponytail didn’t have to; they headed forward with the rest of the people.

My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when Ponytail turned into my direction for a second. I hugged the branch I was on, and remained silent and immobile, hoping that the light didn’t reflect on my eyes too badly. She didn’t see me, turned around, and continued her walk.

I had seen her before. Wasn’t this the girl that promised Medea she would buy her sandals, tricked her and took a photo of poor Medea’s vulva?

a) Girl is perceived to be guilty of pulling the false alarm. The crowd forces her to apologize and explain.
b) The girl can’t get a break. She mixes with the crowd, but some people can’t keep their hands to themselves.
c) Girl has VERY bad luck, all her clothes come undone and she somehow ends up tied in front of a good source of lighting.
d) The girl manages to get into a catfight with her sister.
e) She decides to get naked by own initiative. Why?
f) Pick your own scenario. This is a curse, we ain’t gotta explain shit. Do you want something ridiculous to happen? You got it.
>>
>>2208583
C
>>
File: Chains.jpg (610 KB, 1200x1154)
610 KB
610 KB JPG
>>2208583
Hmm, it's a curse and since Aria knows Medea's secret she can attest that Medea did in fact cause it.

E, an unbearable itching sensation.
>>
>>2208583
E, clothing starts to catch fire, maybe it is spontaneous maybe someone tossed a cigarette in the wrong place who knows, but she better get them off fast before she gets burned
>>
>>2208592
Backing this too.
>>
>>2208583
E. As for how let's see what OP have in mind
>>
>>2208592
The masses are saying something of a Forest fire. Also this is porn, so no chance of horrible burns.

Is a girl covered in cum with no visible penis/male figure still considered /e/?
>>
>>2208601
If you mean the image rules of /e/, images with "sexual fluids of men" aren't allowed. That said, we seem to be fairly lightly moderated so you might get away with it.
>>
>>2208601
Thats water, you know from swimming in that ocean behind her... it is fairly obviously clear liquid...
>>
>>2208611
I wasn't talking about your picture. I didn't want to post anything against the rules.
>>
>>2208622
Oh, my bad.
Personally I try to avoid "male sexual fluids" but I'm with yawn on this one I doubt anyone will call you out on it if you post something with it.
>>
>>2208583
E I'll strip this fuckin' bitch nothing better to do in this shitty camp.
>>
>>2208600
* Ah I mean E+C
Also fixing my name
>>
I forgot to post an image. Just to make it clear, voting for E.
>>
>>2208583
D
>>
>>2208635
This is why I gave up guys! You are just like my disgusting brother.
>>
>>2208583
C. She won't be able to cover up if she is tied.
>>
Did the fire alarm get pulled or something? I feel like I missed why everyone is out here
>>
>>2208889
Someone (most likely Medea) sent a message to the administration that a forest fire was coming this way. It's a false alarm, but they don't know that so everyone's getting out of their cabins and going to the offices to be safe, which just so happens to mean the entire camp is there to see Medea's target lose her clothes.
>>
>>2208891
Thanks, I don't know how I missed that
>>
Phew, that was quite a break. Over 12 hours without a part released.

>>2208889
I hadn't explained clearly yet >>2208891 already figured most of it out; it was going to come out as it became relevant; which is next part when the group inevitably asks how Medea managed what she did.

>>2208644
Your name makes a lot more sense now.

>>2208624
Personally there is no problem with male fluids in the story, but /e/ is not an audience that would enjoy them; thus they've been kept at bay and it will continue to be the case until I am explicitly told otherwise.

>>2208583
I had a good idea of what was supposed to happen, and I knew it was my job to see it. I rushed past to the other side of the road, and hurried to climb the office building. I left a few marks on frames of windows on the back, and I climbed across a window of a lit room, I hoped not to have flashed too much, but there are things that cannot be avoided.

I lost track of mostly everyone getting on my huge nocturnal watchtower. People weren’t easy to find in such a big crowd; it took me precious minutes to locate Medea; and only managed it because her straw hat was fairly distinctive.

“So there’s no fire? Why can’t we go back, then?”

“I think we can. People just want to hear about the camp director. Why did she post that alarm?”

“What a bitch. I was soundly sleeping. I’m partying all day tomorrow.”

“So am I. It’s going to be crazy.”

Medea was holding hands with the blonde with the ponytail; it looked weird for Medea to lead her so hurriedly being at least one whole head shorter.
“I said let go!” she blue-eyed girl complained. While mostly everyone else was in sleepwear, she was wearing Jeans and a t-shirt; from her back you could see a little of the waistline of her pink panties.

“There is someone I need you to meet,” Medea kept pulling her.

“You’re hurting me! Let go already!”
>>
>>2208895
The girl struggled, but it didn’t seem a problem for Medea. She was dragged right into a group of five girls, who were nearly at the center of the mob; it made sense since they should have arrived before anyone else.

“What’s this all about, Medea?” Jill asked her. She had worn back her pajamas. Everyone but Lisa, who only had her bath towel, was mostly properly dressed.

“Erika, this is Jodi,” Medea introduced the girl she held.

Erika was showing her complete disregard for authority figures by smoking right in front of the offices with so many staff members around. She looked distracted and didn’t see Medea at first. Erika remained bottomless as far as I knew; her intimates only covered by her long jacket.

“Huh? What? Were you talking to me?” Erika distractedly answered.

“Jodi, this is Erika,” Medea continued with the formalities. She had already released Jodi from her grasp.

“Uh… hi,” Jodi greeted. “Your little friend here told me we needed to speak or something.”

“Do I… know you?” Erika exhaled some smoke upward, trying not to hit anyone with it. She looked very sophisticated with one arm crossed across her chest and a cigarette between her middle and ring finger of her right hand.

“I don’t think so?” Jodi replied. “I mean, I’ve seen you around. Who hasn’t? The day before yesterday you were fighting naked at the cafeteria.”

Erika took a deep inhalation at her cigarette, and rudely released the air as she spoke. “I don’t know why Medea brought you here; but I don’t like you and I’m busy. So scram, okay?”

Erika made a gesture with her right hand when she pronounced “scram”. It was a flick of the wrist that signaled dismissal and disdain. At the same time, a little stick of ashes at the end of Erika’s cigarette was cut loose. Some ashes went to Jodi’s knees, some to her shoulder.
>>
>>2208896
They became lit the instant they touched her. At first, they were but a little ember, but they became a sizeable flame in a matter of seconds.

“Shit! Sorry!” Erika apologized, and started patting at the fire, trying to put it down.

Jodi screamed and tried patting down the fire herself, but it didn’t do anything but spread. Between her screams and the growing flames, people around stopped their talk and got away from Jodi, giving her an ample field to run around like the messy flaming ball of panic she was.

“Stop, drop and roll!” Erika suggested.

“There’s the fire! There was a fire, after all!”

“What are you doing! Take those off before you burn, moron!”

A guy stepped in armed with what looked like his own sweater. He ran to Jodi and started hitting her with it, but the only thing he managed is making her screams louder and to light his own sweater on fire.

Even if she was the current focus of attention of what must have been the whole crowd. Jodi started undressing in a hurry, finally taking the solution she should have thought of important seconds ago.

First went her blue shirt; or which used to be mostly blue. Jodi tore at it some, then passed it overhead somehow managing not to singe her own hair, and threw it away. She then dropped and without undoing her pants, that currently had the whole right leg on fire, she slid them down forcefully, almost taking her pink panties with it, she gave someone as far away as I was a glimpse of her natural blonde hair downstairs, but she seemed far more concerned about flame that being prude.

Jodi tossed her pants away, and breathing heavily while crying she fixed her panties right, looking at her burning clothes.
>>
>>2208897
The mob had made a circle around her, giving her a spacious arena to make a spectacle out of herself. Silence reigned supreme, with the only sound being the blaze that the cotton clothing had become; Jodi sat with her hands to her back and he knees open and extended, incredulously looking at the fire.

“Uh…” someone at the crowd said, probably wondering why no one else was doing or saying anything. As if it was awaiting that signal, a small ember carried away by the wind made its way into the padding of Jodi’s pink bra.

She sprang to her feet, shouting again. Some burning cloth got loose and into the back of her panties, which also lit aflame.

“Take them off! You have to take them off!”

“Won’t someone bring a bucket of water already?”

“Take those off, you’ll get burned!”

The congregation kept shouting instructions at the panicking Jodi, but no one dare stepping in anymore. They moved more or less in synchrony with Jodi, always keeping her at the center of a wide circle.

After rolling on the ground, shouting and trying to put down the fire, Jodi was forced to again use the same strategy. She ripped the bra off her body, and threw it away, revealing very small nipples with a tiny and brown areola, and of course, shapely, round breasts which looked a tad bigger than Jill’s.

Next went her panties. The cloth had been so damaged by the temperature that, just as the bra, they were easily ripped from Jodi’s body. I didn’t know what she did to stay in shape, but Jodi’s body was quite nice. She was slender with a round bottom beneath a thin waist.

This time, Jodi didn’t wait to stare at the fire. She covered herself with her hands, aware that she was being filmed from all angles, and ran to the direction of the cabins, hoping that the crowd would let her through.
>>
>>2208899
She didn’t make it. She tripped with the sweater that had half-burned before; and had been left abandoned. It somehow tangled around her feet, and she tripped to her front.

Jodi’s face met the floor with her bottom held high-up and her legs as spread as the sweater keeping her prisoner allowed. From the roof, I had a nice; and deep view into her pussy, and the cheering that followed denoted I wasn’t the only one. Jodi didn’t move. I don’t know if it was had just given up, or had lost consciousness, but she remained perfectly still while all the boys in the camp tried to gather to her back to take a better look and hopefully a picture of her closed, little slit.

a) Medea dares the loser to moon the crowd.
b) Medea dares the loser to deeply kiss Jodi’s exposed genitals.
c) Medea dares the loser to go back to the cabin topless, no covering.
d) Medea dares the loser to strip another girl.

Medea has another magic circle prepared close nearby. Quick! Take a chance while people are gathered.
>>
File: Beach 5.jpg (429 KB, 660x1092)
429 KB
429 KB JPG
>>2208900
D Aria, let's get some mileage out of that werecat superstition.
>>
>>2208901
You read fast.
>>
>>2208902
Sometimes, when I'm lucky, auto-update catches the first few posts of an update before the whole thing is up, and I can start reading early. I also like to go and do a second pass a little later to catch any details I missed.
>>
B
>>
>>2208900
D Aria
>>
>>2208900
D aria
Better be howling at moon
Or maybe meowing better
>>
>>2208900
D. Aria, I am curious on Aria's plan that she mentioned
>>
>>2208900
D, seems fun.
>>2208938
Nyaa~ing at the moon.
>>
>>2208900
D
>>
>>2208900
D aria
>>
>>2208938
>>2208972
I don't know why, but I'm imaging Aria sitting on top of a random cabin, singing nyan cat now. Throwing poptarts at anyone that bothers her.
>>
>>2209075
That's hilarious!
>>
>>2208941
Plan is irrelevant right now, as it was for luring people outside. Her plan about how to strip someone is obvious.

>>2209075
As amusing as Aria meowing at the moon is, that's not a way for her to catch a victim. It will be included eventually, of course.

>>2208900
“With time to spare!” Medea exclaimed, looking at her phone.

While everyone was focused on Jodi, I took the chance to throw a few pebbles. It took me a few tries since I had to slide them like a cat instead of aiming like an ape, but I got Medea right on a wing of her hat. She looked up.

The group gathered behind the office building, and I could finally come down. I had to admit that it felt very embarrassing being the only one naked, and being out in the open with so much people nearby.

“I saw the official camp group. How did you manage that?” Erika asked Medea, certain the mob behind us was her doing. “The director even posted in the unofficial groups she wasn’t supposed to know about. How did you convince her to do that?”

“I did not convince her; I guessed her password. I was… very lucky.”

Medea was pressed for details, but she wouldn’t get into it. She had a good excuse, and that was that she wanted to use the congregation behind us to make the next dare more exciting. She had brought the bottle.

“Then let’s spin it!”, “What are you waiting for, Hurry!” Jill and Erika both agreed that time was of the essence.

“Not here,” Medea asserted with a very serious expression.

“What do you mean not here?” Erika asked, Jill and Lisa backed her up. “They’re not going to stare at that bitch’s cunt all day!” Let’s be real: yes, they would. “Spin the bottle already! This is a good chance and you have to take it fast!”

Erika said her last few words to the back of Medea, since she was rushing away with me sauntering behind.
>>
>>2209090
Medea looked like she knew where she was going, even among the sea of trees. My own tree was nearby; I hoped it was doing well.

“Medea, wait!” Jill called her.

“It is as Erika said, we have to hurry,” Medea replied, showing no signs of slowing down or losing her breath despite almost leaving behind a tennis player and a cat.

Medea’s destination was a short way from there, a clearing with a fireplace and a bunch of cut down logs to serve as benches around. The fire had not been ignited for at least a few days; and a lot, A LOT of people had peed nearby.

“We are here. Sit!” ordered Medea. She pointed at a spot close to the circle of benches which was covered by noticeably more dead leaves that its surroundings.

Jill and Erika were the first to catch up, next I tied with Kathy. Carmen lagged behind.

“Why do we have to do it here? People are going to leave!” Erika chastised.

“Then let us hurry,” Medea sat down. I felt drawn to a particular spot and sat a good distance nearly in front of Medea. The rest followed.

“This is where we had the bonfire party. We’ll have another one tomorrow morning,” Jill mentioned. “Why did you bring us here?”

Medea offered no explanation, what she did, as soon as Carmen sat down – panting, and for once that not being part of her dog act –, was spinning the bottle; it didn’t roll as neatly as it would otherwise in the cabin floor; but it did point right at me.

“Me-ow?”

“Yes, you.”

Medea didn’t dawdle. She instructed me immediately what I was to do.

“Find another victim, Aria. You have to strip another girl,” was all that needed to be said.

“Wouldn’t it have been a lot faster if you hadn’t brought us all the way here?” Erika grumbled.

“I’m sure she has a reason for doing it this way,” Lisa defended her.
>>
>>2209091
It looked like an interesting discussion, but I didn’t have time for it. I galloped back the way we came. The wind was behind me, so I couldn’t tell if people had moved; of course I wasn’t worried about them catching my scent. Medea didn’t stay to answer Erika’s question, she went behind me.

“And now we go all the way back? Shorty, you have OCD or something? It’s alright if you do, just tell me!” Erika stood up and started jogging.

I stopped and faced the group. I started gesturing, with my tail and paws, that I didn’t want to be followed. I needed the element of surprise and everyone save Medea were, frankly, incredibly noisy. I couldn’t convey my message, and rejected Erika’s phone when it was offered to me. I was short in time.

Praying that these dumb human creatures were as unaware and dull as they were strident, we marched on as a unit until we reached the very edge of the forest.

As it turns out; despite our clumsy attempts at stealth, we hadn’t been detected; even though I lost a bit of hope in humanity as a whole. I was the only one above ground, the rest of the group waited behind a different tree each. The mob had mostly dissipated, broken into little groups and started to walk back to the cabins.

I didn’t see Jodi, but I assumed that if I were to install tumblr – that was how it worked, right? – I would shortly find out what happened to her.

I prepared to choose my prey carefully among the stragglers. It had to be someone more or less separated from everyone else, distracted, and not very physically intimidating. It was depressing how many girls easily fit the profile. Hardly anyone wasn’t looking at their phone.
>>
>>2209092
About half the people were already gone, and more were starting to get bored and leaving. I saw three potential great choices, and decided for the closer one. It was a very tall girl, taller than Erika; she was thin and wore a pink nightgown. She had wild, blonde hair, a straight nose and full lips. She carried herself with a very feminine demeanor, so despite her height she wasn’t as intimidating as many other prospects.

I would be seen, there was no way around it; but if stalled I would miss my chance to performmy dare at all and it would of course count as a penalty.

“Aria’s wiggling her butt,” Jill observed, giggling. It was none of her business how I prepared myself to leap after prey.

I soared from the heights, from what must have been at least fifteen feet. I wasn’t noticed until after I hit the ground, and it wasn’t any sound I made. My landing was noiselessly and graceful, not three yards away from my target. I pounced.

She was fidgeting with her hair, worriedly looking in the distance, as if deeply concerned about something. I came from her back, and with razor-sharp claws I precisely cut from her neck to her ankles, splitting open her pretty nightgown. It was the meanest, most uncalled for thing I had ever done to a girl in the camp, but it was my dare.

The cloth started falling at her sides, she didn’t notice until I had cut the straps. Her underwear of choice was a very plain, strapless bra and matching, unimaginative and boring panties. She didn’t turn to see what had caused, just did the dumbest think I could think anyone in her position could ever do. She shrieked to high heaven, demanding the attention of everyone around so they could see ME naked, and her in her underwear.
>>
>>2209094
Knowing I didn’t have a lot of time left, and well aware that people at my back could see my most private areas because of my cat stance, I sliced at her back, taking care of her bra, which she held in her hands for it not to fall. She finally turned around.

She was even prettier and more feminine up close. She was terrified.

“It’s the werecat!”

“The werecat is here! It’s the werecat!”

Girls scattered and scram, shouts and yells became the order of the day; boys were far more interested in grabbing their phones and taking a good look at my exposed body than cowering to safety. The adrenaline warded off my embarrassment induced paralysis, but I didn’t know for how long. My prey turned again and began to run, still holding her breasts and thus, her bra. Her nightgown had become undone and she didn’t seem to mind that much.

I made a final assault, pouncing once more behind the unfortunate blonde and aiming for her last remaining piece of clothing this time. I used two claws, one on each side, to take care of the panties in one swift combination of movements so she couldn’t hold it. The result was impressive, even if I said – thought – so myself. The girl didn’t even notice she wasn’t wearing panties anymore until she gave three more hurried steps.
>>
>>2209095
Forgetting the potentially dangerous creature that was behind her – which would be me, and I wasn’t dangerous so long people left Erika, my tail, my tree and my phone well alone in that order of relevance – she ducked to cower in shame, emitting another piercing screech that I felt resound in my ears to a painful degree.

I was done, right? She was naked in public; just as I! My dare had been completed, right? I wanted to get away!

a) Maybe they have time for another public dare. Loser streaks around wearing nothing but a mask. The have to ask shamelessly.
b) Naked walk on a leash. People were awake again.
c) Elmira’s strap-on is still around. Loser gets doggy-styled by Carmen. If Carmen loses, by Aria.
d) Loser will play nude fetch. Strongest non-loser will throw a stick, must be picked up with mouth. Stick can be thrown into interesting places, and now people are on and about.
e) Loser allows Aria to sit on her lap and will continue to rub behind Aria’s ears and under her chin until she’s satisfied.

Will Aria escape the situation safely?

1) Yes. She makes a quick dash to the forest and another page in her legend gets written.
2) No. Aria finds herself surrounded and unable to leave.
3) Yes, but Aria is forced to hurt the people who get in her way, who decide to give up after seeing blood.
4) No. Aria gets downright captured.
>>
File: Sword.jpg (983 KB, 1200x1260)
983 KB
983 KB JPG
>>2209096
D Jill, she was upset at her last dare being interrupted, so might as well give her a new one.

1, we're reaching a point where Aria can do anything at night without consequences since it's just the werecat acting up, and I want to encourage that.
>>
>>2209096
C Kathy or Jill, But is has to be done in public. Like in front of the cabins or something.
1
>>
File: 4L_CLcC9a46.jpg (932 KB, 2470x3520)
932 KB
932 KB JPG
>>2209096
E1
>>
E1
>>
>>2209096
B4
>>
E1
Fits perfectly with cat!aria
>>
>>2209096
Split A/D
1
>>
>>2209138
*I mean split C/D
>>
>>2209139
>>2209096
>>2209138
Wait from the new rule this would cause C/D to both lost, then I would just go for same as
>>2209105
>>
>>2209096
d jill
1
>>
>>2209096
C/E, More cute stuff.
>>
File: enf rain.jpg (112 KB, 736x1063)
112 KB
112 KB JPG
>>2209096
D. Jill she needs a dare

1. Tempted to vote for her capture but embellishing her legend sounds entertaining.

Just a thought, maybe sometime later there could be a rainy day. Where the girls can play a game among them selves during the day, like strip poker or something with the loser doing forfeits.
>>
>>2209199
It's mostly been sunny because no one wants to go out naked in the rain; but sure. The day after tomorrow will be rainy. How about that? It can't be tomorrow.
You voted when the thing was completed, so Random E 1 won.

>>2209096
“The werecat’s attacked Daisy!”

“It’s going to kill her!”

“She’s naked!”

“They’re both naked!”

I didn’t like the look of some of the guys around. I was admittedly small people; and to the dozen guys taking pictures of me and the girl I just attacked – could you even call it an attack? I guess if someone stripped me naked I would call it an attack –, I didn’t look like much of a threat.

I turned to flee. A man stepped on my way; not a boy; an actual man. His tank top did little to hide his bulging muscles; he was ugly and bald. I sprinted to the left and he cut my way, I did it to the right and he matched me. I changed direction again, feinted another left and when he was again turning I leapt to his ugly head, and sprang from there to make a mad dash towards the forest.

As I was running, I realized that this had been my hardest dare yet. Even if it was in the dark, how many people had seen me naked? How many more people were watching me sprint away in all fours with my vag up in the air for anyone who cared to take a look? The embarrassment physically hurt, tears nearly blocked my sight.

Behind me, no one was following. I didn’t know if they were too busy watching my good stuff or they had decided that my speed was too much to match. In either case, I ran unbothered to the forest, and lost myself within the vegetation, or such an impression I gave. Truth to be told, I climbed a three, and watched from above.
>>
>>2209203
“Well done, Aria,” Medea congratulated from below. At least my dare was complete; I was glad that much was settled.

The situation behind us was fairly interesting.

“NOO! Don’t look!” the poor girl I had just stripped was sitting, her knees were bent and crossed and she used her arms to cover her fairly sized boobs. She had shut her eyes, and she was crying even more than I was. I felt regret.

“Will you perverts stop it?” a brunette jumped to shield the crying girl.

She was also in a nightgown and had nothing to remove to cover anyone’s nudity. After getting footage of my vagina, the boys had turned their horrible cameras to their next victim. The blonde was covering everything important, but that didn’t seem to bother them much.

“You called that naked girl, a ‘werecat’,” the muscular middle-aged man stole everyone’s attention. “Has she appeared before?”

“You didn’t know? How long have you worked here, sir? She’s famous! Some say she kills two or three campers every year.”

“That tiny thing?” the man asked, skeptical.

I didn’t need to sit there to be insulted by roided up cueballs. I jumped down and started walking across the forest back to our cabin. I was exhausted.

“Shit,” Erika noticed. “She’s crying. Hey, Aria; c’mere,” I didn’t need to be told twice. “That’s a good girl. Shh, shh, shh,” she cooed me while cradling me in her arms. “It’s okay, it’s okay. It’s just a game.”

Even after I was done absorbing some of Erika’s warmth, both literally and metaphorically, we noticed people were leaving too slowly for me to realistically come out unnoticed. A hundred people were spread in groups all the way from the office building to the cabin area and I didn’t doubt everyone was in high alert after all that had happened. Even if I had clothes, I was trapped until they all were back to sleep; which was all well and good until one realized we had limited time to play.
>>
>>2209205
After a short discussion, we all decided to just spin the bottle outside while we waited, maybe even exploit the unexpected public some more. Medea still insisted we went back to the bonfire site to do it. I would have liked to support her, but I was just a cat. She had to bribe everyone with five dollars apiece.

Carmen stripped naked and went in all fours just like me. Kathy and Jill gave their clothes to Erika for safekeeping. The exception to the rules had been long lived enough. I walked behind all three, enjoying the sight.

“Why do you want to spin the bottle specifically there, though?” Erika kept pressing Medea.

“Ask Aria,” she dodged.

“Mew-ow. Meeeow. Mew,” I explained. For my efforts, I got scratched on the small of the back.

Rolling the bottle on a non-flat, irregular surface with only paws proved a hard endeavor, but I persevered. I hit Medea’s decanter right in the nose, attempting for it to go in a circle. This time, I resisted the temptation to play with it, mostly because I was still a little down. Lisa lost.
I didn’t feel like embarrassing anyone, I just wanted to take it easy and relax. I tried to explain it with body language.

“She just keeps rolling around and passing her hand over her ears. What dare is that?” Kathy wondered.

“And purring,” Lisa added. “Can anyone just give her a phone?”

I was disappointed that I couldn’t make them guess. In my mind, it looked so obvious I would make them see what I meant. Regardless, I typed it out.

“That’s a stupid dare,” Kathy insulted me.

“It is what she wants,” Medea argued.

“There was no need to make it a dare. If you wanted that, you could have just asked,” Erika claimed.
>>
>>2209207
“That is precisely the point. She cannot,” Medea pointed out.

“Mew!”

“Ohhh… riiight,” realized Erika.

Kathy could think what she wanted. I was tired, and just wanted some affection. I strutted to Lisa, my tail high in the air; I rubbed the side of my body on her legs, and gave a begging, high-pitched chirrup.

Lisa submitted and sat, folding her knees. I delicately stepped on her thighs, and made myself comfortable on her lap. I purred and nuzzled on her shoulder, expectantly waiting for what I was owed.

“Why is she so loving all of sudden?” Lisa inquired. She started petting me and I closed my eyes on response. It was bliss; I didn’t want anyone running around naked for my amusement; all I wanted was right in those tender hands, at least for now. “I keep forgetting how warm she is and get surprised every time I touch her.”

I had given explicit instructions, and they were faithfully followed. I got rubbed behind the ears, and scratched under the chin on the front of my neck. I made little sounds of gratitude and pleasure, and switched positions when I felt Lisa’s legs got tired of supporting my weight.

I licked Lisa’s hand in appreciation whenever it came near my mouth. I was trustful enough to roll over my back and expose my vulnerable belly.
>>
>>2209209
“Now I want to do it…” Jill admitted.

“Sorry, this is my dare,” Lisa simpered.

“Aria’s up for it anytime you want,” Erika consoled Jill. “Just you wait and see.”

Lisa scratched my neck with BOTH hands at the same time! It felt so good I stretched.

a) Lisa dares Aria to steal a pair of panties that is being worn right now. She may not remove any other piece of clothing.
b) Lisa dares Jill to streak and call for the attention of anyone she could get so Aria can return to the cabin.
c) Lisa dares Carmen to bite someone’s butt. The group will defend her if the circumstances are dire, but she should probably choose an easy target (you may pick it).
d) Lisa dares Medea to a strip poker game against a volunteer where there are people around.
e) Lisa dares Erika to incite a late night pool party. She can’t wear a bikini.
f) Lisa dares Kathy to go out the way she is, and ask around until she gets herself a girlfriend.
>>
>>2209211
B or D. Jill should get another dare so she can complete one properly. Doing dares out here is a unique opportunity though, so if we don't want it to end early you can't go wrong with a strip game.
>>
File: 4L_08iEOsnU.jpg (650 KB, 1404x1920)
650 KB
650 KB JPG
>>2209211
f
>>
>>2209211
B
>>
>>2209203
>>2209199
As it's summer how about make it a quick typhoon/hurricane/cyclone instead? Start getting meteo warning tomorrow, depend on how far inland the camp is and how strong would you like it to be and also how everyone think about the idea it might or might not need evacuation which can also cause something interesting to occur, and then make it either went away quickly or weakened very fast that contain all the weather chaos into a single day/night or so. A night with reasonably strong wind and strong rain is also a nice atmosphere for some possibly exciting scenario
Assuming the camp take place in America there are quite a bit of places that could be affected by them
And speaking of which, if it is America then is there guns?
>>2209211
b
>>
>>2209211
F
>>
Okay CoD. I am not okay with how cute your Aria cat scenes are for a porn board. They are amazing!

1) What happened to cat mode and no shame? Is that something Aria tried to force out and is something she can't get rid of, or an oversight?

2) who is cueball?

3) I believe this camp more since aria has been a "were cat" for two days and there are already stories of her from years ago.
>>
This thread has devolved into some really attention-whoring namefaggotry
>>
>>2209254
There have been major namefags for the since thread 2.
>>
>>2209254
Seems like it is encouraged just to keep track of votes
>>
>>2209211
E, this seems fun
>>
>>2209252
1) She is trying (in theory) her best to not be ashamed, which is impossible; this in order to fulfill her dare, since cats are not supposed to have qualms about nudity. Aria, as has been repeatedly proven, only loses her shame when aroused.
Instead, she is rationalizing why she hides herself (I'm a cat afraid of strangers, I have been recently molested by a human, I was chased away by big, mean men).
Cat-mode (not holding back in her feline instincts) is still mostly on. The only thing Aria has to take care of is not interrupting The Game. Sadly, this includes not running off chasing something into the night. She's still feeling guilty of messing up Jill's dare for going overboard.

2) That's Carlos Divis. He's the camp's swimming instructor. Since either campers know how to swim, or are not interested in swimming; and freaking nobody joins his activities, he's basically out of a job since day 3 and instead just cleans the showers and cleaning rooms at night. Basically the same deal with the Tennis instructor.

3) Carlos has worked there for years and he hasn't heard anything about were cats (campers say "werecat" in a single word). Give the campers a few more days and they'll swear Aria was fighting Nazis in the revolutionary war alongside The Loch Ness Monster for the freedom of Spain. Kids can't help themselves starting a myth; and Medea haunting Dan isn't helping.

>>2209237
Wouldn't a hurricane trap the campers inside their cabins? We want them free to go outside. We can work with it if you want. The idea will be shortly asked to see if that's something people are interested in seeing.

>>2209254
Frequent voters keep their names so it's easier to keep track of their tastes and expectations; as well as their votes.
Also, let's face it; this is an /e/ story. There is no cringe here, we are the cringe.
>>
>>2209323
Only if they get caught in an actual hurricane. A hurricane affects a very large area around it, sometimes more than a state wide with high winds and rain that isnt dsngerous.

The hurricane that kanji posted effect north GA with the rains despite the path not going that close.
>>
File: enf beach.jpg (130 KB, 630x960)
130 KB
130 KB JPG
>>2209211
E. Jill can comeback as a guest another time. If Jill is really desperate, she can join Erika on her dare and go without a bikini too.
>>
>>2209325
I like Sleepy's idea.
>>
>>2209237
And 栞's idea too.
>>
>>2209325
>>2209237
Then there'll be a hurricane, we can make it the theme of day 10 or 11 so long as it clears the initial voting.

To answer the second question, two people at camp have guns; pistols. Yes, they're in America; most people are white, they speak English and have according names. I have a few prospects as the exact location of the camp, but it hasn't been decided yet. The hurricane will place it somewhere near the coast, obviously.

Countryside near the coast is what we're working with.

We can also have an imaginary state or imaginary city after the camp is over if you want to continue that route. Morioh in JJBA was done beautifully, we could do something along those lines.

>>2209211
I gave another chirrup. Jill couldn’t hold it any longer and knelt to join Lisa, getting my head and back with soft hands. Erika was next; she dealt with the lower back. I felt so pampered and loved and happy I could cry.
Carmen whined. She had mostly been neglected as a dog; I may have had an unfair advantage over her to play my animal part, but I just had played it better.

When I had gone half crazy and was rubbing my head against anything that got too close, it was decided that I’ve had enough. Chirrups and meows netted me further pets, but nothing too major; people wanted to go on with The Game.

“I know how to kill two birds with one stone,” Lisa boasted. “I have a great idea so we can get past the crowd, and I can make it a dare. As… as long as Aria doesn’t lose. If she loses… I’ll think about it.”

She took her turn. Lisa had the same problem Medea and I had with the dead leaves not being a very good surface to spin the bottle on. The loser was Jill.
>>
>>2209379
Lisa explained her plan, or what was the beginning of a plan; most of the details were left to Jill’s discretion. Jill had been dared to draw the attention of the camp long enough for me to sneak past them and go back to our safe location. While the main objective was to get me there, anyone else who was lacking in clothing could use the chance just as well.

“Naked in front of the whole camp, huh?” Jill hesitated and gulped. “This is a hard one.”

No one had really told her she had to even be seen, just to cause a diversion. She couldn’t use clothes because she had lost them in a dare before; but nothing stopped Jill from thinking an alternative in which she didn’t need to expose herself; she just apparently couldn’t think of any. To be fair, neither could I.
“I guess I have to prepare myself to tomorrow,” Jill mused to herself on the walk back.

There were even less people near the offices. From the conversations I had been hearing, the camp director hadn’t come out to say anything, but she was going to do an announcement in the morning at the cafeteria. No specific time had been given, to my knowledge.

The road was still littered with groups of people slowly walking between them. My recent attack on the girl who was named Daisy was also a big topic of conversation. No one looked very keen on going back to their cabins to sleep.

“Jill? Jill! What… why are you naked?”

Jill was done gathering her courage. She came out from cover and walked with reddened cheeks, but straight pose, right to where she could be seen. Both her hands were dedicated to covering her crotch; which meant her pretty breasts bounced freely on every step she gave to be admired by the masses.

“I have an announcement to make!” she boomed, talks ceased around her. “It concerns the cat-girl; the werecat! Spread the news! It is important; I need everyone in camp to hear this!”

“But why is she naked?”
>>
>>2209380
“Shit, her tits are so much better in person. The videos don’t make them justice.”

“Was she attacked, like Daisy? Does the werecat enjoy ripping clothing apart?”

“Some of my clothes went disappearing the other day. Maybe she’s building a nest?”

“She’s going to have a litter of werecats! Is that what Jill is going to announce?”

I was most definitely not! What the hell was wrong with them?? They had seen me naked minutes ago! Who in their right mind would think I’m pregnant? I looked down at my stomach. It was perfectly flat. How could they dare they call me fat?

Jill made herself heard over the talks. “Get everyone! I need to make the announcement! And… don’t… don’t forget to tell them that… t-that I’m naked!” Jill managed to shout, shutting down her eyes and having much more than her cheeks going red.

Three selfless men separated from the group Jill was approaching and ran as fast as they could, shouting the news. Maybe they were driven by wanting to have people hear about me; maybe they wanted their friends to be able to see Jill’s body. The only sure thing is that people were finding out was that Jill Crosier was giving a nude speech concerning the werecat.

Some people were spreading that stupid rumor that I was pregnant, some focused on the fact Jill might have been attacked; what everyone seemed to coincide upon was that when people gathered, Jill would stop covering her crotch.

Erika, Lisa and Medea stepped out into the open, telling us that they would watch over Jill and make sure things didn’t escalate out of control, or more out of control. They also took the clothes with them. Kathy, Carmen and I headed the opposite direction of the running crowd, covering among the foliage.
>>
>>2209381
“Huh. So I got stuck with the cat and the dog,” Kathy noticed; crouching in front of me to avoid being seen, showing me a pretty thing in the process.

a) The trio is discovered trying to sneak into the cabins.
b) Kathy uses the chance to abuse Aria’s and Carmen’s animal conditions once they find themselves safe in the cabin.
c) Erika arrives to the cabin with a recording of what happened on Jill’s speech, and lets Aria see it.
d) Aria decides to personally see what Jill is going through.
>>
>>2209382
C, so that Jill's dare gets completed without any hitches but we still get to see what she came up with.
>>
>>2209382
B. Carmen needs to live up her dare and do some dog activities under Kathy's guidance. Aria can help Carmen too.
>>
>>2209382
B. It is animal night.
>>
>>2209382
B, Im quite curious as to what you have in mind,.
>>
Also, do you have a plan for Arias new period/mini heat? Is that going to happen during camp?
>>
>>2209445
It's good enough to be the them of a whole day. We had a taste of what Lisa was like; it shouldn't be that extreme.

I've been planning it since day 5.

It was supposed to happen before Aria had been outed so she had to try her best to hide it, but the story turned around in an unexpected way during the fights at the cafeteria.

Day 8 and 9 are dead set on what is to happen. Depends on what happens IRL; I'll either leave it to Kogekisaru or try to work it either after camp or near the end of it.
>>
>>2209382
B/C
>>
>>2209382
B
>>
>>2209382
C, as amusing as B might be, I'm far more interested in what exactly happened with Jill's dare.
As for the hurricane, I feel like that might be a bit too much, some variation in weather might be good, but even a mild hurricane would more or less lock everyone inside for the remained of the camp, completely eliminating any idea of ENF. Maybe go more with a monsoon style storm, these can cause flash flooding and super heavy rain heavier then even hurricanes sometimes, but that type of storm is fairly short lived normally only a day or two at most not the week or more of storm a hurricane causes.
>>
>>2209531
The central US Arizona, Texas, Colorado, Utah. all have a monsoon season around early July
>>
>>2209531
also in more extreme cases these storms will bring heavy hail up to the size of baseballs some times.
>>
While I've been waiting for the 7th vote, it's not just about that.
Tomorrow is going to be busy.

>>2209531
We'll put a vote on the specifics soon enough. We'll clear it all there.

>>2209382
Adamant not to waste the opportunity we had been offered by Jill’s tragic sacrifice, we waited for the last of the people to get out of our way and made a run for our cabin. I won to the door by a wide margin. Carmen was last by a wide margin. It just went to show going in all fours can be either very fast or very slow depending on how skilled you are at it.

The interior of the wooden lodge felt cozy and warm after being exposed to the outside cool air for so long. I wasn’t the only one that thought so, since Kathy said it out loud, and Carmen may as well have with the face she made.

“We’re just supposed to wait for them to come back, right?” Kathy asked. The only answers we could give her were meows and barks. “This is so dumb. Am I the only one who can speak here?” We couldn’t give an affirmation, but we evidenced it, which should have been good enough. “And they took all the phones and stuff with them. There isn’t even anything to do!” she complained.

I didn’t know about anyone else, but I knew what I would rather do. I jumped to Medea’s bed, since it was on a higher level, and just curled there to take a nap. Carmen woofed and panted, crouching near a corner.

“I’m stuck with you two dumb fetishists,” Kathy scoffed. I opened one eye and dedicated her a mean half-stare, then went back to my own thing. “Do you seriously do this every night? You’re a bunch of perverts.”

Carmen whined.
>>
>>2209555
“I mean, look at you!” Kathy went on. “What even are you? Aren’t you ashamed of the shit you’re doing right now? You have dirty socks for ears, you have a black… thing inserted right up your ass, and you’ve been crawling around naked the whole night showing your pussy to people behind you. At least the cat has the excuse of being a freak,” bitch, “but what about you?”

Kathy derisively lifted one of Carmen’s ears and then walked around her to check her bum, grabbing and moving Carmen’s tail without regard for the discomfort it caused. Carmen bit her lips and shut her eyes to contain the cries the movement of something that was deep inside her would cause.
“Why would you continue to play this game? Are you masochists or something? Do you… get off on this shit?” Kathy asked forcing Carmen to abandon her crouching position and to lift her legs as her tail was being pulled with it. “You do, don’t you? You get off on this,” she smiled.

What could Carmen realistically do in such a position? Kathy kept pulling up until Carmen’s feet were on her tiptoes. She miserly barked, trying to hide a moan.

“Whoops,” Kathy smirked and giggled. “I almost pulled your tail out. “Back in it goes.”

Kathy had pulled the tail so far up that the black end of it started exciting Carmen’s asshole. Kathy pushed it back in with a single finger, touching nothing other than the very tip that normally remained on the outside.

“Did you like it that much? I thought we were warm here,” Kathy placed five fingers across Carmen’s buttocks and slid them across her skin as she walked to Carmen’s side. Her hand made a sudden movement and clasped one huge, brown tit. “This went all stiff,” Kathy mocked; Carmen’s areolas were bigger than average, and her four-legged position made it so they hanged down, so it was more easily noticeable when her body reacted.
>>
>>2209557
Kathy squeezed three times at the breast she had on her hand. Carmen winced whenever it happened, but she didn’t protest. She obligingly looked down and tried to remain still. Kathy laughed again; she let go of Carmen but gave a finger flick to the stiffened nipple, almost making the dog-girl break character with the yell she drowned.

I growled her way, lifting my head. That was no way of treating anyone who wasn’t getting dared.

“Oh, shut up. She loves it. Don’t you?” Kathy walked in front of Carmen and faced her. She lifted a feet, supporting some of her weight on Carmen’s shoulder. “Suck it,” she held her big toe forward. “If you do, I’m sticking it in you.”

Predictably, but not immediately, Carmen opened her mouth, and took her tongue out as far as it went, lasciviously. She engulfed the toe and it made a wet sound as she moved it inside her mouth.

“Now wag your tail,” Kathy ordered, Carmen obeyed and moved her butt form side to side to make the wire tail wag. I was sad she allowed herself to be treated that way, but watching it happen somewhat excited me.

It gave the impression as if Carmen was trying sucking something other than a toe, she went back and forth, letting it in and out of her mouth, drenching it saliva so much that it began to drip. From Carmen’s behind, that I couldn’t see from my position, an easily recognizable odor began to make itself known.

“Good dog. Now for your reward, turn around.”

Carmen was flustered and her panting wasn’t just the dog-play anymore. She gave a last suck to the toe, and slowly turned around using four limbs to expose what was by far the pinkest part of her body. It was glistening with a little sweat, and the liquid that caused that distinguishable scent.

Kathy lightly kicked Carmen’s vulva once, making her shudder. Using her hand on a bed to hold balance, she lifted leg with the wet toe and put it against another wet part. It easily went in.
>>
>>2209558
“I can’t believe you’re letting me do this,” Kathy giggled. “You’re a sicko. A true bitch. Just what the hell is wrong with you?” she jeered while her feet made circular motions that Carmen was forced to follow with the hips.

Kathy yelped, and tripped, hitting the floor with her ass. I had pawed the back of her grounded knee, making her lose equilibrium.

“What did you do that for?” she fumed.

With a half-smile, I slowly turned around, passing my tail under her nose. I then confidently strutted away before jumping back to Medea’s bed. Kathy’s toe had sunk very deeply and very strongly into the little hole it was in while she tripped; Carmen was covering her mouth with both hands, rapidly breathing while she tried to control very human shivers around her legs and abdominal area.

a) Kathy seeks revenge on Arias mean-spirited prank.
b) Kathy convinces Carmen to break character so she can receive a humiliating penalty.
c) The rest of the group arrives. Erika has a video to share.
d) The rest of the group arrives and The Game goes on.

For D:

1) Loser becomes a bad porn actress. She goes with nothing but a cap and an empty pizza box to make a delivery with tons of cheesy dialog.
2) The one the bottle lands on is the only one who DOSEN’T LOSE. Everyone else becomes her slaves and obey her commands for half an hour.
3) Jill dares whoever loses next to perform the same dare as she gives the next person who loses. Giving too easy a dare will result in penalties.
4) Jill dares loser to talk about her sex life and every sexual partner she’s had in detail.
5) Jill dares loser to schedule a date with her tomorrow to get some training.
>>
>>2209559
B+C, I gotta see what Jill's been up to, but that's not mutually exclusive with a penalty game for Carmen.
>>
>>2209559
B+C I still very much want to see how Jill's dare went, but if carmen wants to break character for extra humiliation who am I to disagree.
>>
>>2209564
oh and just incase D wins, 4 Erika
>>
>>2209559
B + C. Can't post an image right now. Will post one shortly.
>>
>>2209559
C three girls stripped all in'a hour, damn girls really are dumb. Wonder if I can get some PBR for selling this footage I got?
>>2208871
Your brother must be a real hero for putting up with a flat midget idiot like you
>>
>>2209580
Take your roleplaying to tumblr
>>
>>2209559
A,

And D4
>>
>>2209531
See for instance https://youtu.be/nlZxd8ETvRw or https://youtu.be/NxJ-7y0cJVs or https://youtu.be/G27RKw3eyeg for some video footage for what is going to occur after some milder hurricane passes through or non direct hits, they can also be very minimal aftermath with people coming out to resume their activities right after their passage. (Those videotaped footage are already somewhat stronger storms that make people take videos of it) But as it might be up to you to write the scenario depending on op's schedule, and if you (or op) are more familiar with other style of storms then they would also be a good idea.
And I actually thought it might be a good idea to let them play with the wind and the rain during the storm in addition to regular in-cabin activities, although that'd more difficult
>>2209559
C
>>
File: two girls .jpg (190 KB, 1000x1339)
190 KB
190 KB JPG
>>2209559
B+C. Curious how Jill's humiliation went. Carmen will the icing on the cake.
>>
>>2209589
Thought for punishment for Carmen or for someone else later. Have the victim wear only body paint for the entire day.
>>
File: 1443791479626.jpg (147 KB, 850x637)
147 KB
147 KB JPG
>>2209581
Take your zero contribution post to your uhhh... mom's ass.
>>
>>2209569
Image
>>
>>2209580
As if! You're just mad you can't even find a single girl to go out with you.

You just steal clothes because that's the closest thing you can do, isnt it?
>>
B
>>
Quick update.

No more updates until after tomorrow evening. Long story short: I'm busy, but money is coming my way.

This potentially means I can keep the story going indefinitely; although not updating nearly as often.
>>
>>2209844
All good mate, you do you first.
>>
>>2209844
Great news! I'm glad that you might be able to keep the story going after all (your update rate is already incredible, I won't mind a slower rate at all). Take care of yourself.
>>
>>2209844
Wonderful, I truly love your story, And a slower update rate is going to be fine.
>>
>>2209844
Good to hear. Like said, you already update faster than most online writers do anyways
>>
>>2209844
Congratulations, glad that you can find a way to work it out
>>
>>2209844
Glad to hear things are looking up for you, I'll be on stand still just incase, or if you ever need a break or something.
>>
>>2209844
That's great news. But even if you continue this story indefinitely. Do it at a comfortable pace. It would be bad if you feel burnt out.
>>
>>2209844
Good news is always good to hear. A slower pace is fine, you have been cranking these out. It's been hard to always keep up.
>>
>>2209559
It wasn’t about taking revenge for Carmen’s sake. Kathy had just given her back to me, and I felt like pouncing because everyone in the room had forgotten about my presence and it seemed like a rare chance. I wasn’t born yesterday; I knew very well both were into it. In a perfect world I would like to ask about what the hell was going on between them; what they just did was completely consensual and sexually stimulating, yet as far as I knew they were both straight, unlike me.

Kathy threw Erika’s pillow and cursed at me. I dodged it, and then attacked the pillow, and then regretted attacking the pillow. Finally, I pondered on how to go about apologizing to Erika with only meows.

Both soon forgot about me and my pillow. It was as if I had never interrupted, other than me having accidentally forced Kathy to stab Carmen’s vag with a foot.
“Did you seriously just come from a toe? From another girl’s toe?” Kathy derisively giggled and kept using a sole of her feet to push Carmen around. Carmen kept trying to stand up and let herself be pushed back repeatedly. “You’re one sick puppy.”

Using only her bare feet, Kathy Controlled Carmen. She placed her lying face up, and spread her limbs effortlessly. Carmen’s hands were placed on her own breasts; legs were spread with the knees bent. Kathy positioned herself in front of Carmen’s opening, and again only using her toes, she began molesting her.
The big toe teased the exterior, sometimes placing a lot of Kathy’s weight on places that it had no business being; but Carmen never gave an exclamation of pain, only of pleasure. Kathy never used anything other than her right feet. She started giving a sort of scratching massage above where Carmen’s patch of pubic hair used to be yesterday, and circling around trying to stay away from Carmen’s pink parts.
>>
>>2210148
“Do you want it inside?” Kathy smugly asked. Her back was to me but I could feel the grin on her face. Carmen whined as a response; a high-pitched, begging whine. “You’ll have to do better than that,” Kathy demanded while still playing with Carmen’s body. Carmen barked, panted, and whined; not sure of what it was being expected of her, but certain she was going to keep trying until she got the result she wanted. “You have to ask for it. Tell me you want it inside. TELL me.”

There was something about Carmen’s face. She obviously wanted it to happen, but Kathy had just asked her to break her dare, to actually speak. It would not have been completely uncalled for to try my little prank again and save Carmen from herself, but I had found myself in similar situations before and I would have hated anyone who took my choice away from me.

Besides, I was otherwise occupied. If I could have used my hands, I would have used my hands. If I wasn’t a virgin anymore and I could have stuck my whole tail inside of me, I would have done that. That is not to say I didn’t have another choice. I wasn’t breaking my dare, I had seen cats do as such before; I was being true to my word.

I had lifted my left leg vertically into the air, straight as an arrow. I bent myself over and met my own intimate place like not many others could say they had. While not to the degree of Medea’s; my little thing was smooth all over. It was completely bare; even as close as I was to it I couldn’t begin to see the pesky white little hairs that I knew would sprout eventually. The lips were closed; they remained that way even when I was aroused. Mine was smaller than most, another good reason to stay away from the opposite gender and stick to my own.
>>
>>2210150
I liked my own scent, my own little fragrance of my very own. Maybe because it was only mine, but it very peculiar; easily discernible from everything else; the scent was stronger, but less acid than other girls; not as sweet, but at the same time more pungent.

I raised my eyes so I wouldn’t lose sight of my visual stimulation, and gave it a tentative lick to my own vulva. While the waves of pleasure it sent across my body were welcome, it wasn’t quite the same as when it was done by someone else. I wet my tongue and covered my opening with two kinds of clear liquid with one slow, throughout brushing. That was my own taste.

“Nothing?” Kathy continued. “You’re not going to say it?” she stepped on Carmen’s crotch for less than a second, finally making a moan escape the mouth of the dog-girl, then letting go. “Do you not like this, then? Should I stop?”

“Wouu…” Carmen did a good imitation of what would be a dog trying to say ‘no’.

“That is not enough!” Kathy spat. “I’m not doing anything you don’t want me to do,” Kathy’s voice sweetened. “You have to tell me what you want.”
Carmen panted, an inner struggle written all over her face. Was she truly enjoying that awful treatment so much to break her dare and risk a penalty?

“Are you sure?” Kathy falsely lamented. “Are you sure you don’t like this?” she began rubbing Carmen again; her toes weren’t as dexterous as hands would be, but she was trying to stimulate the area near Carmen’s cleft nonetheless. “Or this?” Kathy’s big toe entered Carmen ever so slightly, to then come out.

“N-noo! No, I don’t like it! Stop!” Carmen cried, finally using her voice after holding it in for so long.

“You don’t?” Kathy simpered, continuing the foreplay while Carmen’s legs were nice and spread and her juices had formed a small stream that finally made it to the floor.
>>
>>2210151
“Of… of course not; you have to stop, or I’ll… I’ll…”

“You’ll what, dog-girl?”

Kathy became more aggressive, finally returning to putting her big toe in and out of Carmen’s spreading vagina. Carmen could barely utter a sound other than moans and cries of passion, but it was all the same, she had spoken. At the same time the insistence of my tongue playing with my own insides triggered a powerful outbreak of pleasure, Kathy turned to me.

“You heard it, didn’t you? She broke the…!” she grimaced and her face froze upon meeting her eyes with mine and watching what I was doing. I was too long gone, I couldn’t stop myself.

The next second, two girls in the very same room had an orgasm almost at the same time.

*

Erika entered first. Jill was second; she was still completely naked, she wasn’t covering; and while her face was flushed red she didn’t seem necessarily unhappy; maybe even content. Medea came after, finally Lisa, who closed the door behind her, was last.

“What’s up with you three?” Erika asked us. “Why is Carmen sitting like that?”

Things had become a little awkward in the cabin. I had thought Kathy was just giving pleasure to Carmen because that somehow excited her, too. It turned out she had merely discovered Carmen’s weakness and exploited the hell out of it to make her accept breaking her dare; and she didn’t expect to turn and find me masturbating to the scene. Was it still called masturbation if one used the mouth to please oneself? Did it matter?
>>
>>2210152
It became even more awkward when Carmen, already accepting that she had forfeit her own dare, used her hands to keep guiding Kathy’s feet, and when Kathy stepped back, seemingly disgusted, Carmen instead used her fingers, and watching her do that made me stop caring about the dirty look Kathy and keep doing my own thing. I must admit that the shock Kathy felt after things went in a way she obviously didn’t predict was fulfilling and exciting on its own.

The end result after we were done fooling around was that Carmen was both worried about what would happen to her next and embarrassed about what she had done, Kathy was appalled by us both; and of course, I couldn’t speak or say anything in my defense. Such was the situation the four girls who just came into the cabin encountered.

“She broke her dare,” Kathy hurried to declare. Carmen was still undressed, but she had taken an actual seat and taken off her ears. The tail still remained, and she would probably need help removing it.

A short talk followed. Carmen didn’t care to say a word or do anything other than stare at her fidgeting hands. Kathy was given free rein to say what she wanted, and made it sound like Carmen was tired of her dare because she didn’t like getting teased for behaving like a dog and Kathy had basically nothing to do with the whole affair.

“What penalties do we give her? I’ve thought of a few,” Kathy finished with a malicious grin.
>>
>>2210153
Nobody answered, not at once. Erika turned to Lisa; they made a non-verbal acknowledgement, the same happened between Erika and Medea.

“I’m not buying it,” Erika declared.

a) Kathy gets punished instead of Carmen. Carmen resumes her dare.
b) Kathy inherits Carmen’s dare AND gets a penalty game.
c) Carmen gets a penalty.
d) Both Carmen and Kathy get a penalty.

We’ll decide the penalty next part. Erika has a video she’s itching to show. What did Jill gave her speech about?

1) Jill declared she had sex with the werecat.
2) Jill dismissed plenty of the rumors going about and how Aria should be treated normally.
3) Jill fed the rumors, making Aria seem like a monster.
4) Jill didn’t even talk about Aria. She just gave the crowd a show.
>>
>>2210154
D, Carmen for breaking her dare and Kathy for coercing Carmen into breaking her dare.

1+2. Say that Aria's a normal person *during the day* but conveniently implying that she goes full catgirl at night. This should let Aria do normal human things in daytime while letting anything she does at nighttime be excused as 'the werecat', getting the best of both worlds.
>>
>>2210154
D1
>>
>>2210154
B+D, split anti-2 anti-3 for now
>>
>>2210154
D, Since I am a fan of situational irony, I'd like to propose that one of the options for Kathy's punishment be she's striped naked and has her hands tied behind her back until the next night, since she used her feet to coerce Carmen now she only gets to use her feet, I suppose if she wanted to dress again after tonight's game she could as long as she could do it without hands.
3, lets just see where this goes...
>>
>>2210203
D
I like this one
>>
>>2210154
D. I like Kogekisaru's idea >>2210203


1. I am voting for this since seems funny and I would like the rumors to continue.

Two seems like a party pooper.

Three might lead to Aria hating Jill (it is not nice to call someone a monster)

Four was tempting to vote on, but Jill is already giving a show.
>>
File: enf shabari4.jpg (363 KB, 651x918)
363 KB
363 KB JPG
>>2210253
Here is a picture for my vote
>>
>>2210154
That was superb.
D
1/4

Some more dominate kathy sounds amazing.
>>
>>2210200
Supporting >>2210203 if B+D cannot win
>>
>>2210154
Woo an update!

D1. I'd say 3, but "monster" goes a bit too far. I doubt any of the kids would listen to 2.
>>
>>2210154
“N-not buying it?” Kathy bleated, rightfully worried. “What is there to buy? That’s what happened! Is anyone telling you differently?”

“Carmen, let Aria tell us what happened,” Medea calmly requested; already guessing Carmen wouldn’t speak on behalf of herself.

Carmen hesitated with an internal conflict. I jumped down from Medea’s bed and grabbed Erika’s phone from the pocket at the front of her jacket using my tail. It may not have been a very cat-like action, but it was definitely not human-like. I lept to my own bed and started getting into position to type. If Kathy thought I would just let this happen she was very wrong.

The phone was unlocked, it had been used recently. Upon turning the screen on, I saw the last video recorded just there. The thumbnail denoted Jill in all her naked glory in front of a huge crowd. It piqued my interest so profusely that for a moment I forgot all about Carmen.

“Oh, play it if you want,” Erika noticed I didn’t start typing and just observed at her screen with curiosity. “It’s what happened back there. There is no rush,” she turned to Kathy with a sinister frown. “We’ll find out what really happened and deal with it.”

I interrogatingly looked up before proceeding. Carmen still hadn’t moved or stopped fidgeting, she wasn’t interested. About Kathy I couldn’t care less. I played the video.

*
>>
>>2210337
The crowd was immense, and more people kept coming from the road to the cabins; most men were jogging, while the girls took their time, there were whispers everywhere, sadly the phone’s microphone was not nearly as potent as my ears. Every now and then, a whistle broke the silence. Jill’s breasts were completely exposed by her own choice; her crotch was at least properly shielded by two cupping hands.

Jill’s face didn’t go the same deep red mine usually did. Her cheeks looked like she had abused rouge, but still looked confident enough even in front of what was literally the whole camp. I would had fainted in the same position, or at least ran away.

Jill was in an elevated position. At some point someone had brought Jill a wooden box to stand on. She was barefoot and I hoped she didn’t get any splinters.
A hundred people were looking up, surrounding the beautiful redhead. Some people could only see her butt, well-toned and defined by tireless exercise, while people at the front and back – and their phones, of course – had a full view on Jill’s embarrassingly stiff titties.

“Tell us about the werecat already! What was so important?”

“It’s cold! Hurry it up!”

“Leave her alone, she’s waiting for people to gather up.”

There was an obvious split between the opinion on how easy should Jill take it between boys and – some – girls. Jill was a piece of art on display to admire for most; while others were only interested in hearing what she had to say about me. Jill ignored the chastising of other girls, being called an exhibitionist or an attention whore. She calmly waited for everyone at the back to run her way and take a look at her naked body, all without getting any redder.

“Can everyone hear me?” she boomed.

“And see you, sweet-tits!”

“Fantastic,” she scoffed “As I said, I have an announcement-”
>>
>>2210338
“Uncover your pussy!” Jill was interrupted.

“Show it to us! Show us the pussy!”

“You said you would uncover when everyone was gathered!”

The crowd kept insisting. Eventually, Jill couldn’t make herself heard over the chant of “Show us your pussy! Show us your pussy!” that even some of the girls had joined in.

With dozens of cellphone cameras pointing her way, Jill was forced to comply if she wanted to get anywhere. She hesitated, her breath accelerated, and her hands moved aside to show a small, red carpet that was greeted with deafening cheers. Jill’s legs were so crumped together that her slit was hard to make out, at least in video.

“As I was saying!” she yelled as loudly as she possibly could have. I was surprised I didn’t pick it up back when it happened. “I have an announcement to make about the werecat!”

The crowd finally quieted down to let her speak; their price had been taking a look at Jill’s private place. Jill waited until a complete silence reigned, then gave it a few more seconds.

“I fucked the werecat!” Jill enthusiastically gushed.

“What?”

“She killed the werecat Is that what she means?”

“I fucked the werecat! I had sex with her! It was amazing!” Jill clarified, beaming, making me feel very happy for some reason.

“What is she saying?”

“Jill’s gone crazy!”

“That’s so hot! Lesbian, werecat action!”

Jill kept talking, and when she talked, the crowd listened. Back at the cabin, Jill, Erika and Lisa grinned, watching me turn crimson above the neck. The Jill in the video was happily sharing the very intimate moments I had with her at the showers. She didn’t skip a thing.
>>
>>2210339
Jill had revealed to the crowd my purring, had described my orgasm, and had made special emphasis on my tail and its proper use during lesbian sex. It would have been unforgivable if not because Jill kept complimenting me and praising me during her whole speech. She called me adorable, cute, passionate, loving and selfless. My heart moved when she described our long kiss and a very un-catlike tear blurred my left eye before I blinked it away.

Despite it being useless, I meowed in protest when someone in the crowd asked her about my body and she began to describe it as accurately as she remembered; which was very accurate since she had seen me naked the whole night. She described my bare and closed pussy, the shape of my breasts, and – at the very least she acknowledged – the perfect and idealized shape of my behind.

*

I touched the screen again, I couldn’t go any further. I didn’t care what happened next.

“No! Keep playing it,” Erika asked. “Next came the Q&A section! You’re going to love it!” she grinned.

I closed the hell out of that tab; I didn’t need to hear that. I opened Erika’s browser and started typing in the address bar. It was harder than I expected since I was so distracted about what I had just seen and heard. There was no need for Jill to share our intimate time together! I would have a word with her about it as soon as I regained speech!

“No! Aria! Not with your fangs! I got it! I got it!” Erika stopped me from grabbing her phone with my mouth once I was done typing and grabbed it herself. Medea, Lisa, Jill and Erika huddled together to read what I had written. I had only written three sentences, but that was enough. I was a reliable witness.

“This paints a clear picture of what transpired during our absence,” Medea declared, her creepy smile that I hadn’t seen in so long – to me it was just cute most of the time – came back, and she pointed it at Kathy.
>>
>>2210340
“Oh, Kathy. Why does this always happens when I leave you in charge?” Jill reprimanded her. “I really don’t want to, but you’re leaving me no choice. I’m giving you a lesson in humility tomorrow. Look forward to it.”

“Y-yes, Jill” Kathy accepted.

“That is not to say that Carmen is free of all guilt,” Medea continued.

“Alright, alright!” Erika loudly called, demanding out attention. “This shit’s gone on for long enough. If you mess with ANYONE’S dare, you get the penalty. Okay? Aria didn’t do it in purpose back when it was Jill’s turn, so that one I’ll let slide. This is just fucking evil bitch shit. Carmen and Kathy both get a penalty; but this is the last time.”

“It is fair. Purposely making efforts towards someone failing their dare will not result in punishment,” Medea settled.

a) Kathy will remain a dog until tomorrow night.
b) Kathy will have her hands tied behind her back and remain nude until next night. She’ll see more use of those toes.
c) Kathy will become Carmen’s slave for a day.
d) Kathy and Carmen will play a match of anal tennis in front of a crowd, tomorrow (D automatically picks 4).

And for Carmen.

1) Carmen is stuck as a dog until tomorrow night.
2) Carmen may not wear clothes tomorrow.
3) Carmen will be supervised and trained by Jill. Jill may be as demanding as she wants.
4) Kathy and Carmen will play a match of anal tennis in front of a crowd, tomorrow. They will hold the rackets with their ass. A further penalty will be given to the loser.
>>
File: 1198092516611.png (211 KB, 430x959)
211 KB
211 KB PNG
>>2210341
B 1. I like the ironic punishment for Kathy, and I don't want to repeat penalties or distract from Jill's penalty so I'm going with the dog penalty for Carmen.
>>
>>2210341
B1
>>
>>2210341
A/B, 2
>>
>>2210341
B, and 3
>>
>>2210341
B, obviously since I suggested it.
1
>>
File: haft1.jpg (339 KB, 760x596)
339 KB
339 KB JPG
>>2210341
While completely unrelated to my votes, the D/4 option reminded me of an Oglaf a while back.
>>
>>2210341
B1. A sounds like fun, but ironic punishments are better.
>>
>>2210341
B 2
>>
>>2210415
I used to read that, but after a while it got annoying to have to dig through the gay porn to sometimes get a laugh.

>>2210341
“A… a penalty on top of having Jill punish me?” Kathy fretted. Things did look grim for her. “How can you come out and make a rule like that? That is not fair and you know it!” she recriminated, alternating between gazing at Medea and Erika.

“You deliberately and specifically attempted to sabotage Carmen’s earnest endeavors,” Medea remarked. “Above everything else, you remain unrepentant. Even if your flawed egotism doesn’t allow you to realize it, it is painfully evident to the rest of us.”

“If anything, we’re kind of going easy on you,” added Erika. “Don’t piss us off, okay? I still have a video of what happened to the last batch of bitches that crossed me.”

“The wooden horse thing? That was incredible!” Jill changed the topic.

Erika thanked her, and they talked happily about it, somewhat easing the heavy atmosphere Kathy’s refusal to compliance had brought about. While they were distracted, I grabbed my pillow and switched for Erika’s. That had to make things fair. Afterwards, they discussed what penalties would be appropriate. Jill and Lisa were of the opinion that we ought to go easy on Carmen; while Erika’s dare of force-feeding Kathy for a whole week the greasiest, fattiest food possible was badly received. Medea made an interesting suggestion.

“I am of the mind that they should decide each other’s punishment. Kathy should go first; if she shows mercy to Carmen, maybe mercy will be shown upon her. They both choose the severity of their dares.”

I supported the idea as I could. Lisa had always been supporting Medea’s ideas as of late, even Carmen agreed that was fair, finally speaking to the group.
>>
>>2210500
“Then your punishment is being a dog,” Kathy said after much deliberation. “Just like you where before. You uh… can take off your butt plug off whenever you’re on the inside, but can’t go outside without it. Kind of like old-timey hats. How… how about that? It isn’t that bad, right?” she stressed.

“Then that’s Carmen’s punishment,” intervened Lisa. “It’s pretty harsh, a dog for the whole day tomorrow?”

“No! Not the whole day!” Kathy bleated, knowing she would receive something equivalent to what she proposed. “Just until the end of this stupid game!”

“It’s past midnight, the thing is almost over,” Jill revealed, making me somewhat sad. After several naps, I was good to go as long as the group wanted. Also, I didn’t mind being a cat at all, it was actually fun. “We have plenty to do at the courts tomorrow.”

“Don’t be such a party pooper!” Erika rescued. “Stay for a while longer. What’s so important? Send your friends a text or whatever. Come on! They can survive a morning without tennis BDSM training and shit.”

Jill took offense to her regime being called ‘BDSM training’, and spoke out about it. It turned into fairly inoffensive bickering. Carmen interrupted them.

“I’ll be a dog for a day. That’s fine,” she accepted. “Kathy likes to…” she paused, and blushed, “she likes to use her toes. So I say she should use them more. She’ll spend tomorrow naked with her hands tied behind her back. At least she doesn’t have to crawl and had nothing up her ass; so I’m being gentle.”

“I don’t get that, Kathy likes to use her toes?” Erika inquired. “Am I missing some context here?”

“Didn’t… didn’t Aria tell you? On what she typed on your phone?” Carmen flustered even further, my attempts to spare her of the embarrassing details on how she was convinced to reject her dare now void and null.
>>
>>2210501
A very interesting conversation followed. Carmen sat back down and resumed her vow of silence. Kathy couldn’t, as Jill directly asked her what happened. Erika kept asking for details and wouldn’t leave the topic alone.

“You just… fucked Carmen with your toe?” Jill half laughed, half nagged. “Jesus, Kathy!”

At least Kathy finally looked ashamed of herself. Jill shook her head from side to side, as if she was dealing with an incorrigible, spoiled child. Without saying a word, she sat on the floor. It was somehow a signal for the rest of us to imitate her.

Jill, a newcomer, had just outdone all of us in what must have been the most extreme dare we had given yet. She could ask basically anything, and no one could deny her.

a) Jill asks Aria to, from now on, claim she remembers nothing of what happens at nights to anyone who asks. It’s an easy dare, but she has to keep it up until she’s found out.
b) Jill dares Kathy to have visit any male cabin with a rope and asks them to do the bindings she’s going to have until tomorrow morning. Does anyone remember Larry?
c) Jill dares Carmen to play fetch. She has to retrieve a stick 3 times, and Jill can decide where to throw it. Suggestions with your C vote are accepted and encouraged.
d) Jill dares Medea to be a bad porn actress. She’s to attend a cabin with nothing but a cap and an empty pizza box with tons of cheesy dialog, looking to get laid. To avoid danger to her small frame, she’s to choose a female cabin, but she’s obligated to take the dare to its conclusion if there’s willing participants.
e) Jill dares Erika to be submissive for once. A voluntary is to strap herself up for action. E1 is anal, E2 is vaginal. No tail this time, that’s no dare; that’s a reward.
f) Jill dares Lisa to do a modeling session. Pictures will be uploaded for the camp to enjoy.
g) Never forget you can make custom dares.
>>
File: 62406028_p0.png (783 KB, 800x1200)
783 KB
783 KB PNG
>>2210502
I want A, but as-is it's a bit tame for 'Jill can ask anything she wants'. How about she also can't wear anything after sundown anymore?
>>
>>2210502
E either 1 or 2 with Jill
>>
>>2210502
I also like the idea of A, but Its much too tame.
So lets go with
E1/B
>>
By the way tomorrow is night 8 for camp fire?
>>
>>2210502
E1, Aria volunteers, If Jill phrases the dare "get fucked in the ass by a volunteer using this strap-on" techincally it wouldn't be against the rules if the tail took care of the front while the strap-on was in the back.
>>
>>2210502
I'd vote for going back to Jill, and see what she can come up for herself
>>
>>2210515
you only dare youself if you state the dare before rolling, meaning it can't be a custom dare if she rolls herself. she she hasn't stated a dare before she rolls (while its never happened) has been immplied to be a reroll.
>>
>>2210514
Tail and strap on sounds fun.
>>
>>2210502
>>2210504
A. I'm sure there are ways for Jill to spice it up beyond "no clothes" and being a cat every night would get boring.

Maybe Aria has to find a female every night (not one of the group) and have them cum by any means?
>>
>>2210550
Well, she wouldn't be a cat every night, just naked, but I see what you mean about there being other ways to spice it up. My vote is more that it should be spiced up in the first place, the exact method can be left to Jill's imagination.
>>
>>2210552
Me bad with words. Being a cat every night was thinking of ways to spice it up, which wouldnt be very spicy.

My vote is also "A", like Mr.Yawn, not just A.
>>
>>2210502
E 1 YEAH fuck her in the ass. My kinda dare.
>>2209626
As if girls are all over me I can bench 230lbs
>>
>>2210506
Image for another vote, hope its not too late,
Also I like Aria pettiness, Its cute and cat like I feel.
>>
File: 1520799884489.jpg (297 KB, 850x1180)
297 KB
297 KB JPG
>>2210571
Oops
>>
>>2210513
DAY 8: CIRCA 0110 HOURS, JULY 18th (Monday).

So, yes. This next one is night 8, the bonfire. You should have figured out by now what's going to happen.


>>2210502
The loser was Erika, and she gave voice to what I was already thinking.

“Give it your worse, Jill. Fuck knows you’ve done your part,” she braved. “Don’t hold anything back; I’m no pussy,” she said. “No offense, Aria!” she later added.

None taken.

“Since you’re so sure…” Jill sang with a mischievous smile. “Hmm. Oh! I know. How would you like to get… done. In the ass.”

“By a boy?” Erika asked. It pleased me that she didn’t seem pleased by the idea, but then it displeased me that the reason was most likely that she was already taken.

“What else?” Jill shrugged.

“Well, we kind of made a strap-on yesterday and used that for a few dares,” Lisa chimed in.

“Do each other in the ass?” Jill paused to laugh. “Alright, show me the thing.”

Elmira had left her dildo, or more accurately the contraption Medea had made out of it, behind. At some point, people had decided that under my bed was a great place to put all of our sex toys. Why not put all the things people stick into their bodies next to the clothes of the girl with the strongest sense of smell around? That sounded reasonable.

“You actually made a strap-on!” Jill found it hilarious. “Change of plans. Erika,” she turned to face Erika.

“Yes?” she responded like she didn’t know what followed.

“A voluntary is going to use this on you. Is that alright?”

“Sure,” Erika shrugged. She was having it easy if we were to compare it to what Jill just went through. She probably expected way worse; I did.
>>
>>2210583
“We did this same thing yesterday, right?” Lisa asked, a little unsure. “Am I remembering right? This happened last night, too?”

“It did happen,” Medea eased her. “I was the one who played the part of the male on… Aria. For that very same reason, it would be for the best if I abstained.”
“Oh, sorry. This is a repeat dare, then?” Jill worried. “Do I have to come with another one? I can do that.”

“Nope. You already dared me. You didn’t know, it’s okay,” Erika took off her jacket, finally becoming truly bottomless. “Who of you bitches is going to mount this nice ass?” she went in all fours with her butt pointing at Jill, wagging seductively.

“Not so fast. Your dare comes second. Let’s take care of business first, okay?” Lisa interrupted.

Carmen regained her dog-ness after a brief existence as a regular human. As she was on the inside, and her dare specified she didn’t have to wear the tail when that was the case, Lisa and Erika assisted in the removal of it. Carmen’s ass was understandably sore and it’s best not to speak of it.

From the ropes we had already fashioned out of Jill’s destroyed tennis skirt and brassiere, we tied her hands behind her back. It was a tight knot, but not tight enough to hurt her. Kathy complained regardless, but there was no escaping that.

Once that little interlude was done, Erika assumed the position again.

“Who’s doing me? Don’t be shy,” she prompted, actually looking excited and at ease with what was going on.

Kathy tried to step in, probably holding a grudge. It would be interesting to see her trying to screw Erika without the use of her hands, but as someone who had recently been done with the very same dildo on the very same hole; it was delicate business and should be done carefully. I jumped in front of Jill and meowed decisively. No one opposed me.
>>
>>2210584
I was outfitted and strapped, and while I felt dirty by having the odd wiggling rubber thing hanging from my front, I was open to the experience.

Lisa did the favor to lube up the phallus, and to then go as far as to finger Erika’s anus; something I probably shouldn’t do on account of that hole being too thigh for my fingernails; and that I was still trying to play my dare and cats aren’t known for prestidigitation.

“I think that’s enough lube, Lisa,” Erika tried to assert.

“I already got my fingers inside; might as well do it right,” was Lisa’s response.

With all the formalities out of the way, it was time to proceed; and I got ample space to work.

The first thing I did was approach Erika’s behind, and starting licking her vulva. No one questioned my decision or actions. We all had learned that anal insertions were best attempted after the receiving party had been vaginally stimulated so her sphincter could relax.

Other than being happy that I got to taste my favorite thing twice in a single night; it was very regular. I wasn’t trying to climax Erika, so I was very mild. My tongue barely caressed her insides; and most of all was just to get another taste of Erika’s delicious honey.

“Aria, I’m ready,” Erika said, stopping me from just using my mouth. She had a dare to complete and I had volunteered.

I mounted Erika like a wild beast would; with my knees supporting some of my weight, while the rest of it was entrusted to Erika’s back. It was really hard to aim that awful rubber thing; the tail was a poor substitute for hands when trying to keep still and on course.

It went in without much trouble, much more easily that I remembered I had to endure last night. Erika breathed heavily, not quite liking the sensation, but that was inevitable, at least at first. I moved my hips backwards being careful not to completely take the dildo out of the anus, and strongly trusted forward, making Erika grunt.
>>
>>2210585
I wasn’t crazy about that kind of sex, at least not when I couldn’t feel anything and Erika didn’t seem to enjoy it nearly as much as when I was plainly using my mouth. I repeated the movement, and it took a while before Erika stopped being so stiff and started moving with me and finally starting to pant and sigh.

“How do you like fucking my ass, Aria?” Erika vulgarly asked. Honestly? Strap-on was not my thing.

Getting tired of no part of me being inside of my lover, I moved my tail to Erika’s other hole, which was just slippery and open enough to allow easy access.

“She’s going to tail-fuck her again?” noticed Lisa.

“It’s cool. Erika deserves to come,” Jill allowed.

And cum she did. I entered a few inches of myself into the vagina, and Erika started to lovingly moan in expectation and approval. True to the dare, I didn’t stop ramming her behind, but kept most of my focus on the tail and doing another movement that I hadn’t shown Erika yet.

I whipped inside of Erika, tenderly striking different walls and alternating a brushing movement, sweeping clockwise and counter clockwise. It was much milder than ‘the drill’ I had shown her earlier, but our sexual session had been going on for a while and Erika was ready to jump into whatever pleasure she could get. She kept forcefully tackling my crotch with her butt, forcing the whole dildo inside and leaving the other opening to me.
>>
>>2210586
For the finale, my tail became a writhing, crazed snake that just randomly rotated and stroke everything in range Erika went crazy for it, crying out loud in passion. “Yes! Aria! Yes!” she called me, encouraging me to be faster. I knew I had done my job well when her abdomen contracted and her insides vibrated and felt tighter.

a) Kathy loses. As promised, Erika has her tongue her anus. It needs soothing after what it went through.
b) Aria lost. Erika has her go outside, get herself dirtied and muddied; maybe covered in some fake blood, to take a few impressive pictures to share tomorrow.
c) Someone other lost. Erika has her go out and obtain 20 bucks, it’s up to her how.
d) Someone other lost. Erika has her make out with a stranger. She can cover her crotch at most, but nothing else.
e) It’s actually been enough. Dares can continue tomorrow.
>>
>>2210587
E but assign a day dare
>>
>>2210587
A, her reaction sounds amusing.
>>
>>2210587
A cleanup time day dare after
>>
>>2210587
A, This will be fun to see Kathy do this without hands
>>
>>2210587
B sounds like fun.
>>
>>2210587
D with Lisa, or B. And giving the day dare next is fine too.
>>
>>2210587
A
>>
>>2210587
A sounds nice
>>
Two updates a day sucks. I have to find a way to sneak some writing during the day.

>>2210587
Even though it was just the humid and warm sensation on my tail of being inside Erika, at least I felt something, unlike with the strap-on. If that was paired with Erika’s sounds of passion and just the knowledge that I was penetrating both of her holes at once, I was having fun.

Erika was having fun as well. Jill didn’t specify when the dare had to come to an end, so there was no reason to stop just because a little orgasm happened. My tail switched from whipping to tenderly brushing; the fur on the tip was now drenched, and I kept delicately caressing Erika while she was busy controlling the spasms of her muscles. The second I felt her climax was over, I renewed the assault.

While I was busy with the tail, Erika kept pushing her own butt against the dildo repeatedly. Fucking my crush in front of a blushing and smiling audience consisting on my friends and a bitch I disliked was getting a little embarrassing when Erika started outright screaming. I was sure our neighbors could hear her and work out she was having sex. Even then, my tail didn’t slow down the rhythm of tried to spare any vaginal wall. I brought Erika to orgasm in four consecutive occasions, one right after the other. I knew she was beat when she stopped moving her ass and her shoulder lost strength and let her body drop.

I exited both her holes, leaving Erika heaving and sweating up a storm, but with a smile on her face. I gave a last few licks at her pussy since it was just dripping her liquids to the floor anyway. It was as delicious as always.

“Had fun, Erika?” Jill asked, flustered and smiling; her uncovered little cave was also getting wet. I was happy for her she had enjoyed the show.

“I can’t believe… the best fucking… I’ve had… was by a fifteen year old… girl…” Erika panted in response.
>>
>>2210989
I decided that first thing tomorrow I would address that age business. At the very least I wanted my friends to know how old I actually was. They should have at least seen my Facebook! My birthdate was there, public. Well, second thing. First was the Erika business with her ‘boyfriend’, someone I was sure to have just proven I was superior to.

Erika was allowed a breather after the beating I had given her. She didn’t ask for one, Lisa suggested it and Medea and Jill agreed. After Erika and I had rehydrated ourselves, she declared to have many ideas about what dares to decide.

During our break, Medea had explained our tradition of the day dare, and the whole group agreed that anyone could put the game at and end from next round onward, or decide to keep going. Kathy was the loser for the next round. Erika did a ‘tsk’ sound, being oddly disappointed.

“I had thought of a good dare, but it can’t be you,” Erika announced. “We made a promise, remember? You’re going to suck on my ass, and you’re going to say you love it.”

“What?” Kathy grimaced, disgusted. “Fuck you! I’m not doing that.”

“Do you want a second penalty? That’s never happened before, but I’m not against it,” Erika warned. “We could make it a hell of a lot more interesting that some lame ass-sucking.”

Erika’s threat shut Kathy right up. It was a while before she could answer. “This is… sick.”

“I’m going to let you pick the pose,” Erika accommodated. “Do you want me to be standing, eat me out doggy style? Maybe I sit on your mouth?” she could barely say it with a straight face.
>>
>>2210990
I had been trying to call the attention of Lisa. I was meowing incessantly, trying to communicate what I wanted of her. I needed a recording of what Kathy was about to do; instead, Lisa just allowed me back into her lap and patted my head. I gave up and just allowed that to happen.

Kathy opted to have Erika standing. Erika was very smug about it. She stood with her legs spread shoulder-length and her hands on her hips, tall and proud in her bottomlessness. Kathy knelt down in front of Erika’s amazing dancer ass, looking at it like it was horrible.

“Why am I doing this?” she mused, her voice nearly breaking.

“It’s clean, okay?” Lisa stated. “I stuck my fingers in there, I would know. Aria cleaned it further with the strap-on. It’ll be fine. Just… eat Erika’s ass.”
“Remember to say you enjoy it. It is crucial you do,” Medea reminded the dare’s secondary condition.

“Muah, muah! Gave my asshole its first kiss, Kathy!” Erika taunted.

Kathy was not able to spread Erika’s cheeks apart because of her tied hands, so she slowly leaned forward and dug herself inside the butt. As Erika had requested, Kathy puckered her lips and gave the anus in front of her a sonorous smooch. “I love kissing your ass, Erika,” she said. She kissed it again and again.

“Enough with the kissing. Get to the eating,” Erika ordered. “I want to see some tongue down there. You can tell us all what it tastes like later.”

Kathy didn’t hold back her tears. She dug herself into Erika’s butt cheeks even further so she could lean closer and started using the tip of her tongue to prod the wrinkled sphincter. She spat a few times, and then forced her tongue inside Erika.
>>
>>2210992
“There you go!” Erika celebrated. “Ah! N-not bad! It feels kind of nice. Keep it up. That ass isn’t going to eat itself.”

Between bitter lamentations, Kathy kept her dare up. She always remembered to stop to say things like: “Your ass is so tasty, thanks for letting me eat it!” or “I am so happy I can taste your asshole!”

Even though I was having the time of my life being petted on Lisa’s warm lap while watching Kathy get her just desserts, I still wished I was recording it so I could review it whenever I felt bad about life.
>>
>>2210993
Kathy had a hard time at first, but as time went on, Erika and Jill got more demanding and had her escalate. Kathy slurped and tongued plenty at Erika’s anus, loudly announcing she loved it all the way through. She never stopped crying.

a) Time for the day dare.
b) Not yet.

For A:

1) Loser has to go around with a sheet of paper on her back denoting the price of everything she was wearing, and forced to accept the payment if offered. In order to avoid this, she might opt to go naked.
2) Loser does the laundry. Not very embarrassing (or is it?), but the group direly needs someone to take care of it.
3) Loser needs to get laid at least three times before the day is over. It has to be with different people, and members of the coven don’t count.
4) Loser must masturbate at the cafeteria, pool and tennis court before the day is over. She doesn’t need a witness if people are recording her.

For B:

1) Kathy dares Aria to have her tail yanked and pulled for a few minutes. She may not retaliate.
2) Kathy dares Erika to go in all fours and get spanked; thanking Kathy after every spank and calling her ‘Mistress’.
3) Kathy dares Carmen to piss like a dog in front of at least three boys.
4) Kathy dares Jill to go easy with her in training; Kathy has enough to worry about.
5) Kathy dares Medea to get berated. It is much worse than it sounds. Kathy has an eye for weaknesses.
6) Kathy dares Lisa to get a girlfriend. She has twenty minutes. People inside the cabin may accept so long as they accept what being a girlfriend to Lisa means.
>>
>>2210995
A1 Aria, Dan's group is bound to hear about it, and this makes for a good way for Aria's wardrobe to shrink.

If B, 5. It sounds interesting.
>>
>>2210995
B6
>>
File: 4L_Q8YCCqgb.jpg (96 KB, 827x1169)
96 KB
96 KB JPG
>>2211001
Forgot to add pic. Also, if A, 2 random
>>
>>2210995
Votes B6
But if A win 3 random
>>
B2, yes please more dominatrix.

It's an immediate reverse date. Which I dont like, but I like the dat3e more.

Also aria arguing that she fucks better then erikas boyfriend, seems like it will lead to suffering.

If A happens, 2.
>>
>>2211014
I mean a3
>>
>>2210995
A4 random
I wanted to vote for A 2 Kathy but it wouldn't work in multiple ways now that Kathy is in charge.
For B, split anti-1/2/3/4/5/6.
>>2210990
ah can I ask for writing out the scene of Aria dehydrating herself as a cat? As I don't think cats usually drink from bottle/etc
>>
>>2210995
A1 Erika or B2. Don't care if A or B.
>>
B6
>>
>>2210995
B6 sounds like fun.

For A winning, I have to say 2 with a twist. They have to do laundry while "riding" the machine. Dildo on top of it and have to stay on until laundry is done.
>>
>>2211080
Also twice a day isnt so bad if you can spread it out at least a few hours.
>>
>>2210995
B6
>>
>>2211084
>>2210989
Seconding this. The sheer amount you write and the frequency you write is outstanding. You're also holding a pretty sizeable audience despite the speed. You're doing a fantastic job.
>>
>>2211014
Don't worry. Dom and Sub are everyday staples by now.

>>2211019
Do you mean to say you want Aria drinking water was a cat would, or do you have a thing for thirsty/dehydrated girls? I can easily accommodate either.

Aria can safely drink from puddles and even drink saltwater if necessary.

>>2211080
You'll notice there's no laundry building. More on that whenever laundry appears again in the story.

>>2211084
>>2211107
I want to bump it up to around three on weekdays, and five on Sundays. It's doable.

>>2210995
“This isn’t even making me wet,” Erika quipped.

“Are you kidding me? Then what about-?” Jill tried to denounce.

“That’s from Aria,” Erika quickly addressed. “She fucked me good; but believe me, nothing that is dripping right now is because of Kathy’s brown tongue.”

Since she hadn’t received an instruction to stop, Kathy just kept slurping at Erika’s behind, pausing every few seconds to compliment it. Lisa was the one to comment it was just getting boring and we should move on to whatever followed.

Kathy spat and cried, stood up and tried her best to open the bathroom door with her feet; she managed it by lying on her back and using both. She stood up again and went to the sink, to then realize she didn’t have a way to open the faucet.

“Don’t help her,” Erika grabbed Jill’s arm, who felt sorry for her. “This is part of her penalty game. She has to either manage or deal with the fact she just can’t.”

Kathy indeed couldn’t. After several tries, she just had to give up, and returned to us crying a storm, spitting and cursing under her breath, whenever she could spare one that wasn’t for her wails.
>>
>>2211126
She found no mercy other than Jill’s. They both sat at Lisa’s bed and Jill allowed her friend to cry on her shoulder. Erika cracked a last joke.

“If I lose again tonight, my next dare is going to be making out with Kathy. You’re all warned.”

I have to admit to have enjoyed that when Kathy was done crying, she couldn’t dry her tears or get rid of the mucus accumulating down her nose, and Lisa strongly opposed her using the bed sheets for Kathy to rub her face into. When Kathy sad down to roll the bottle with her feet, her face looked terrible.

Lisa was the next to lose. It was up to debate, since Kathy’s method of spinning was very flawed and the bottle barely even rolled. We pondered if we should make a re-roll; Lisa stepped in and decided to accept the loss. Medea also judged the toss to be fair.

Kathy sniffled a few times before speaking.

“Are you single?” Kathy asked Lisa.

“This isn’t truth or dare, you moron,” Lisa deflected. I knew she wasn’t, and doubted anyone else was aware of it.
“It’s for your dare, you moron,” Kathy countered. “Are you seeing anyone or not?”

“Not here. No,” Lisa half-lied, but implying she might indeed have a significant other somewhere else. Kathy smiled.

“Cheating on your BF, huh? Weren’t you making out with some guys during the last bonfire? Yes, I think you were.”

“None of your fucking business. Was your dare that question? Are we done here? I’m not answering shit unless you tell me that’s my dare,” Lisa fumed. Her indiscretions were received by a gasp from Jill, who I could tell did not approve of cheating in a relationship.

“Hmm. Boys don’t mind when you ‘cheat’ with other girls. If you tell your man you’ve been sucking cunts and making out with bitches, he’ll think that’s hot,” Kathy assured.
>>
>>2211128
“You want me to fuck someone in the cabin, then?” Lisa tried to sound casual, but despite her commendable poker face, her blush betrayed her. “Then out with it. What’s the fucking dare, already?”

“No, I want you to get a girlfriend,” Kathy finally revealed. “You have twenty minutes. Get a girlfriend. Time’s running.”

“What?” Lisa exclaimed, dumbfounded.

Kathy quickly explained the details. Lisa had to get a girlfriend; it had to be someone in camp. If it was from outside our group, she couldn’t reveal that it was a dare, and thus she would actually have to somehow accept Lisa as a love interest. If it was someone in our group, that someone had to accept everything that being Lisa’s girlfriend entailed.

Being a girlfriend to Lisa meant appearing with her in public and showing outwards signs of affection. It had to be painfully obvious they were a couple. They of course, needed a healthy sex life but Kathy offered no details about what that could mean. Lisa couldn’t cheat, so no other boys or girls other than what The Game could demand of her. They could break up when the next week was over.

“That is more than a day dare! That’s more than even a penalty! It lasts way too long!” Lisa protested.

“So you reject the dare?” Kathy smugly inquired.

“I don’t reject shit! That dare is unfair and you know it!” Lisa justified. “Remember what we said at the beginning? If you say a dare that’s made to make someone reject their dare, you get the dare instead!”
>>
>>2211130
“Coward,” Kathy insulted.

“Now, now. Let’s all calm down,” Jill intervened. “Medea, you seem to be in charge of the ruling and stuff. What do you say? Is the dare fair?”

a) Yes, the dare is fair. Lisa is to proceed.
b) No, the dare isn’t fair. Kathy has to go find a girlfriend naked, with her hands tied behind her back, in twenty minutes.
c) The dare isn’t fair, but it’s forgivable. The dare is adjusted and Lisa only needs to get a girlfriend for tomorrow.

Depending on A, B or C, options below change

1) Lisa goes for the sure thing. She gets Elmira as her girlfriend. Kathy gets Melanie.
2) Lisa/Kathy abuses technology and gets a girlfriend just like that from a random lesbian/bi girl at camp (You may specify. If character’s sexuality isn’t already set in stone, we can change it).
3) Lisa/Kathy knocks on doors and gets herself a girlfriend. You can also specify, else the author will pick one for the loser.
4) Medea is to be Lisa’s girlfriend. Jill somehow accepts Kathy.
5) Aria is to be Lisa’s/Kathy’s girlfriend. Be careful, remember cheating is discouraged and Aria is all for free love and new experiences.
6) Lisa and Kathy somehow end up as girlfriends.
7) The dare fails to be completed and loser receives a penalty.
>>
File: IMG_20180705_180455.jpg (167 KB, 1024x938)
167 KB
167 KB JPG
>>2211133
B split 3/4
If A, 7, if C, 5
>>2211126
I mean drinking water from something like a cat water bowl in a way similar to how cats would drink water
>>
File: 50376952_p0.jpg (390 KB, 1200x1600)
390 KB
390 KB JPG
>>2211133
C4 or B7.
In Lisa's case it'd be nice to see her interact with Medea more, but only for a day so the dare doesn't impose itself on the entire rest of camp.
In Kathy's case, well, on the one hand I don't like her, and on the other hand I'm curious what a double penalty will look like, so there's really no downside.
>>
>>2211133
I'm torn. This does seem fair since it is a mild dare, but it is the longest dare yet.

C5. Lisa has already been seen with Aria, the fun is just Lisa trying to keep Aria in check for a day. I'm sure it will help with tomorrow, the campfire and Erika's new BF
>>
>>2211133
B7
>>
>>2211133
A/b 5, not in the long term I dont aria will be happy staying together, but a day of it sounds amusing.
>>
Page 10 and 3 away from the image cap. New thread time.

Did anyone make a pastebin for thread 4?
>>
>>2211353
I didn't quite make it in time for this thread, but it's near the top (and here: nebbyBe6)
I'm also thinking about compiling this thread tomorrow morning, so I might have it ready before the new thread starts.
>>
>>2211133
B 7
If A/C win 6
>>
Pastebin for this thread here: nZaWE1Dw

Created with the assumption that B7, which is currently leading, is the winning vote this cycle.
>>
>>2211441
It won. I'm starting to write it right now.
Voting has been the slowest it's ever been, which suited me just fine. Had to wait until I was back home to start searching for images to start the new thread.

It should be up by midday CDT.
>>
>>2211510
>>2211510
>>2211510

NEW THREAD!

>>2211441
As always, thanks for the pastebins.




Delete Post: [File Only] Style:
[Disable Mobile View / Use Desktop Site]

[Enable Mobile View / Use Mobile Site]

All trademarks and copyrights on this page are owned by their respective parties. Images uploaded are the responsibility of the Poster. Comments are owned by the Poster.