"Home at last!", Amanda Jungers walked to a heavy looking door. 8 hours of flight hasn't been too kind on her even when she spent those hours in a very comfortable business class seat. Her lightly permed hair, dyed ginger, was dishevelled and there were visible bags underneath her piercing blue eyes. "Keys?", she turned around to the group of girls behind her and hold out her hand. She was just ready to hit the bed just as soon as she can get herself into the seriously swanky top floor apartment.
"Got it!", Claire Gately exclaimed from the back of the pack. Being the youngest of the group, she usually had the unthankful task of organising trips and keeping things for the rest of the girls whenever they travel. The former artsy nerd however has changed significantly from when the girls started to travel together. The prominent cheekbones she discovered when she lost some weight complimented her warm hazel eyes that was almost always framed by an oversized black rimmed glasses. The glasses was for fashion, she had LASIK done to bring her eyesight to 20/20. The bangs framing her face was also gone, and currently she usually had a wolf cut that was the trend at the time. She didn't lose too much of her large boobs and phat ass she inherited from her mother, which was further developed by the squats her older sister, Heather Gately, had insisted that her younger sister do on a daily basis supplemented by a Brazilian butt lift. Claire was not only transformed on the outside, but also transformed on the inside. She used to be insecure about her assets and also her arts, but the girl was now proudly showing them all to the world through her streams, Tiktok videos and Instagram reels where she'd often be drawing or painting in front of the camera, talk about random stuffs, post thirst trap videos and play games often clad in her trademark green turtleneck that seemed to be accentuating her bust. Instead of going to college, she had been earning, not that she could've gone anyway, her college fund had went towards a Brazilian butt lift and other fun stuffs as she had told her mother and sister that she wanted to be a porn star. The only reason she hadn't been one was that the more 'wholesome' content seemed to be more profitable for her.
Claire shimmied through the other two girls in front of her to reach Amanda. The younger of the Gately sister was probably a nerd's walking wet dream with the combo of low cut crop top with a bomber jacket and jeans with her glasses. "Here it is." Claire held out the card on her hand to Amanda while she could feel a hand on each side of her buttocks. The old Claire would have been mortified that Heather's friends, Laura Iglesias and Hala Hadid was brazenly groping her ass. The new one however kept a straight face as Amanda took the card out of her outstretched hand.
"Thanks babe," Amanda winked. Turning around to press the key against the electronic keypad device she narrowly just missed Claire and Hala sharing a kiss. A very satisfying whirr and audible click greeted the volleyball player.
The four girls walked into the apartment only to find that there were already two girls in the living room lounging around.
"What the fuck?!", one of them exclaimed. She looked perturbed by the home invasion but also very distinctively Far Eastern.
The other girl jumped up from the seat, her ebony complexion was in contrast with her flatmate's, but she was no less perturbed, although she masked it better "I think you've got the wrong place girls."
"Did we? Hmm....", Amanda made exaggerated thinking gesture. "Did we get the wrong place?"
"Don't think so." Laura shrugged and turned to Hala.
The hijab-wearing girl in turn looked at Claire, "Did we boss?"
Claire walked to the front of the pack of four and mockingly took off her glasses, pretending to think hard. "Nope don't think so, this apartment is mine to begin with, in fact the whole building is mine."
Claire's claim took the two girls by surprise that she was able to continue her monologue unchallenged. "I know," she continued, "You just didn't recognise me coz I'm looking like this now." she motioned to her body with a free hand and put her glasses back on. "Although I'm surprised, I'm famous. Don't you recognise this beautiful face?" Claire clasped her face before running her hands down her tits, "or maybe this puppies? I know they're usually behind a turtleneck sweater. Maybe I do need to be streaming more."
"Look, you all need to leave. Like, right now." the ebony girl was clearly not having it.
"I don't think we will." Hala smirked, "In fact we're going to be moving in with you two so that we can create some beautiful contents together. Collabs! It's all the craze nowadays."
"We've got the sporty one," Hala motioned to Laura Iglesias. The ex-highschool libero unzipped her branded jacket to reveal bronzed well-sculpted abs and modest tits encased in a sports bra. The latina then turned around so that she can jiggle her ass at the stunned girls, "Look at that," Hala bit her bottom lip and looked at the girls in the eye, "Imagine the damage if she was in shorts."
"Or bikini!" Amanda quipped.
"And that's the ginger one. For obvious reason," Hala chuckled, holding a few strands of Amanda's dyed-ginger hair in her hand. "Do I need to say more."
"Someone had to pick up the mantle, short straw and all that", Amanda shrugged nonchalantly, "But, eh, the aesthetic suits me."
"You'll always be the posh one for me babe." Hala pulled Amanda close for a kiss, "We'll just need those glasses," Hala motioned to Claire when the girls pulled themselves apart, "And a blazer and we'll be set."
"Keep the tights?" Amanda pull at the black stockings she was wearing.
"Keep the tights." Hala concurred. "But let me finish this first so we can convince our new friends."
"The baby," Hala continued, moving close to Claire, "Again, obvious reasons, baby of the group."
The youngest Gately looked at the apartment's two residents doe-eyed, and put the tip of her index fingers together, swaying gently side by side.
"Producing the most wholesome contents out of all of us, but raking in the most." Hala rubbed her index finger and thumb together. "Can you imagine how much money she got in one night just playing Among Us?"
"She's not even good at it," Laura chuckled, she had zipped her jacket back up.
"The worst." Amanda quipped.
"It's not my fault that I've got the best fans," Claire looked at her friends in mock disapproval.
"I'm sure that's got nothing to do with the camera pointing at your massive tits the whole time we were streaming," Hala let out a chuckle. "And jumping up and down when anything happens."
"But at least I don't pretend to be something I'm not." Sounding indignant, Claire walked behind Hala and moved the hijab cloth that was draped over the front of her friend's chest to reveal that the abaya that the hijabi girl wore had a deep plunge which showcased her deep cleavage and impressive tits for her frame. "And I'm not talking about this thing that you're wearing, but your tit job."
"You're just jealous that mine's bigger", Hala grinned as she re-draped the cloth over her tits. They were comparable with Claire's, but on Hala's leaner and slightly shorter frame, they were visually more striking. "Oh yeah, don't be fooled by her innocent appearance," Hala smirked at the two girls, "She's the reason we're here."
"Don't tell me you're still salty about that", Claire looked at Hala.
"Of course not babe, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have these jugs. Probably be married off to a nice," Hala made air quotes, "Muslim man and spend my day slaving away in the kitchen, giving birth to his children and looking after them whilst he's having affairs left, right and centre. Instead, I get to fly business class, all expenses paid vacations, and traveling with my girlfriends."
"But that's nothing new to both of you," Hala turned back to the two girls who were so stunned they let the intruder rambled on. "You both are making hundreds of thousands! Living the good life! What I or rather we propose is that we join forces and reach even greater highs, together. Plus, it's time I let some one else pick up the mantle to be the scary one. So what do you both say?"
"Yeah, you guys are all fucking nuts!" the far eastern girl exclaimed and glared at all of the intruders in turn. "And you all need to leave right now before I call the cops."
"That's shame, you'd be perfect to be the scary one." Hala shrugged, "And I honestly thought you both wouldn't need that much convincing given you know..." Hala trailed off.
"That's on me, maybe the brainwash wore off or well, I don't really know, but this should jog their memories." Claire held up her phone towards the two girls so that they can watch a video of themselves and some other girls participating in an orgy in the apartment. There was also a man in the video that all the girls called 'Mark'.
"How the fuck did you get that?" The far eastern girl looked around the apartment, scanning the abode that they have been living in for the last few years for hidden cameras. "Tell me!"
"Like I said, you both just didn't recognise me as I looked a bit different." Claire smirked. Her body convulsed slightly as Mark materialised beside his host body, naked.
"That's better," Mark cracked his neck. "Hello Lena, remember me?"
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
