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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Fantasy · #1593091

You’re stuck in a woman’s body, and at the mercy of every woman you’ve ever been with.

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Chapter #23

You return to the Kitchen

    by: Lord Robbie - We got this! Author IconMail Icon
Returning from the kitchen; you were astonished when Brandy stood up and addressed the room. "I don't know about you gals, but this game is a snooze-fest. So I say we spice things up a bit, what do you think ladies?" Every head nodded as she continued. "Now, given that we have such a FINE specimen of sapphic deliciousness here, who is up for a nice old fashioned game of Strip Poker? Don't you think THAT will get the party started properly?"

Hearing her say this your mouth fell open in delight, as if the Allmighty had heard your prayers. Within seconds your mind was flooded with erotic images of all five of them writhing naked on the floor as you enjoyed each one. You and Brandy would scissor while Monica rode your face and their three friends fought over who would take the next turn, but shaking your head quickly, reality set in. Considering what you had been though it was likely that Brandy was just being the tease she always had been. A punishment for your womanising, To your shock and absolute ecstatic delight; they all cheered and said they thought it would be a wonderful idea.

Seeing Brandy patting the floor for you to sit down as she began shuffling, As you had always been great at poker and the girls were already drunk; their nudity seemed assured. As she began shuffling, Brandy leaned over and whispered in your ear "I have been wanting to see your beaver for a while big sister; so tonight is my big chance! I hope you are prepared to show us the goods tonight! And to be shaved!". Your heart began to race as you realized that this evening was shaping up to be most entertaining. And finally, you would have proper sex.

As the first hand was dealt, everyone took a long swig of their drinks as the reality of what was happening began to set in. The flirty atmosphere of the night so far instantly began pegging up the erotic scale as the sexual tension grew as thick as concrete. However you lost the first hand. As they all chanted for you to strip; you realized that you were not well prepared to play strip poker. Having been a casual night in, You wore only shorts, g-string with a similarly small tanktop, foolishly not wearing any socks or shoes. You had been so swept up with the erotic potential of seeing them all naked, you had failed to take a proper inventory of what you were wearing. Realizing your mistake as your three fours were easily beaten by Brandy's three Jacks, You started to blush. And even worse, how tickling could apply if you got naked!

"Well well well, looks like we have drawn first blood!" she giggled as every female eye was trained on your body. Seeing that they all had shoes and socks on, you pleaded, quite unsuccessfully, to be allowed to go put them on after you removed something.

"NOPE! You have to play the hand you are dealt SIS!" Monica interrupted. "So, shorts or tanktop, what is it going to be?"

Grinning sheepishly you rose, peeling off your top, realizing that you were not going to be able to weasel out and definitely not wanting to give them any reason to back out of a similar predicament. Despite your fear, you smirked as your large chest was exposed and the girls all melodramatically commented on your well developed breasts and powerful abs. They all whistled at you as you sat back down. Thanks heavens for your daily workouts. "DAYUM!!" Maria yelled out. "You were not kidding girls. Your sister IS hot!! I might give up on boys after seeing her!"

Monica and Brandy both giggled and interjected. "Hey, she is our STEP-SISTER and hell yes, she IS hot!" Brandy, half kidding and obviously drunk leaned over and felt your left breast with her hand. Your nipples reacted immediately. "Yep! Hard as a rock!" You moaned as she looked down at your shorts. "I can't wait to see what else is wet when she comes out to play." She winked at you. The feel of her soft warm hands on your naked skin put you at an ever bigger disadvantage. Laughing nervously, you dealt and fortunately won the next few hands, sparing your few remaining clothes and evening things up a bit. Soon both step sisters lost both their shoes and socks but otherwise everyone was still pretty well covered. As the play continued, and the beer kept flowing, it was your now turn to get bold. "Well Monica, I can't wait until you whip out those whoppers for us all to see. I know I have been DYING to see them for years!!"

Laughing, the girls all joked and Monica, sticking her tongue out in jest, lifted her foot up in the air and wiggled her toes in your face. She was definitely very top heavy and now that you had blurted out your comment, it must have confirmed that you perved and were interested in her. Despite being entranced by her mammalian delights, the sight of those gorgeous toes wiggling in the air had you equally hypnotized. "Hey fucker, this is the only bare skin of mine you are going to see. Soon that wet snatch of yours will be on full display before we so much as expose a nipple. Especially consider how hard yours are!"

As her gorgeous toes swayed before you, you felt your wetness increase. Your wet patch was now even more obvious, releasing a powerful aroma. It was also obviously was quite noticeable as Maria drew attention to it. "Hey Monica, it looks like your tootsies have a fan girl!" she laughed as she pointed at your crotch. You instinctively dropped your hands into your lap to shield your wet patches. Sadly it would make no difference. Now armed with this knowledge, the game began to get extremely interesting as Monica began snaking her bare foot over to where you were sitting and running her silky sole up your back. Brandy, not to be outdone by her sister, made sure that once her feet were exposed she added her toes to the assault. While Monica ran her foot over your bare back she teased your bare foot with hers as we were playing barefoot now. As you were also slightly drunk, this did not help your concentration on the game at all.

You have the following choices:

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1. Foot tickling time

2. Game Continues

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3. Drunk girls have other ideas

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