Discovering Melanie Ch. 30 – Halloween

Saturday evening after dinner, a naked Melanie was standing in Josy’s room, waiting to see the Halloween outfit prepared for her.

Josy held up a white dress, though there was something off about it. On the bed, several golden accessories were laid out. Leather bracers, a metallic half-mask with antlers, and what looked like a belt. The mask and bracers appeared to be metallic. Beside the bed there were tawny faux leather ankle boots with detachable shin-guards.

“This looks amazing, where did you get it?” Melanie asked.

“From my cousin. She wore it last year. Had it made by a costume designer and it wasn’t cheap. I had to beg her to let me borrow it.”

“She’s okay with me wearing it?”

“I helped her out with a few things, but she also made me promise to help cater at her wedding.”

“Her wedding? How old is she?”

“Twenty-six. She gets married in May. Anyway, there was one more thing. I have to send her pictures of the outfit being worn. Those were her terms.”

“I can’t believe you went to all that trouble. Still, these accessories look so real.”

Josy held up the white dress and Melanie realized what had felt off about it. It was only half a dress – the right half.

A little bit confused, Melanie looked at the remaining white cloth on the bed. “So where do we start?”

Josy put the dress down and picked up the other piece of cloth. “Start with this. Wrap around the waist. Yes, your hips first. There’s a few clips to hold it in place. Here, I’ll help. It attaches at the back.”

Oddly feeling more exposed with the wrapping than when she was nude, Melanie spoke up. “Uhm, I’m guessing she at least wore panties underneath.”

“But Mel, you know they didn’t have those in ancient Greece.”

Melanie wasn’t sure about that, nor did she understand why that meant she should go without. She could press the issue, but since this was only the first layer of the dress, she decided to wait and see.

Once it was in position, and the second part was around her chest, Melanie actually felt decent already. Her breasts were almost entirely covered, though she could see down into her cleavage a little bit.

This dress itself was pure elegance. The sparkling white cloth appeared to be high quality fabric, with gold filigree on the edges. However, as she had noticed before, it was not exactly a conventional dress. “How am I supposed to…?”

“Here, put your arm through the shoulder. Hold it for a moment while I get the belt.”

The golden belt matched the ornamentation on the dress, Melanie noticed.

“Oh em gee, it looks amazing! Just imagine it with accessories,” Josy remarked. “Come look in the mirror.”

The dress curved inward from the right shoulder, covering her right breast, dipping in over Melanie’s waist. It covered a few inches past her belly button. From there, the gentle curve continued outwards, covering her right leg down to mid-calf. Given how it was only a half dress, her other side was left uncovered. Though she didn’t want to admit it to Josy, it felt wickedly exciting to have her right leg covered while her left leg was bare. The dress combined with the cloth wrappings provided a sense of a full and complete costume. Even so, she considered all the skin that was on display. Her left shoulder and arm, her midsection almost to her belly button, her leg from her toes all the way to her thighs. She tugged on the cloth on her thigh.

“You can’t tell me your cousin wore this without panties.”

“I didn’t ask.”

Melanie stepped over to the bed to look for her panties.

“You can’t!” Josy objected. “They’ll show.”

“Of course they’ll show. See how little it covers.” Melanie again tugged on the wrapping on her thigh, causing skin to show through the fabric on her hip.

Josy came over and fixed it. “It’s almost mid-thigh. You’ve worn shorter dresses than that. Besides, we can’t risk your panties showing when something like that happens.”

Melanie rolled her eyes at Josy.

“On top of that, they didn’t have underwear in ancient Greece, and you know it.”

She knew shouldn’t risk going out like this, without panties, given how the cloth might slip and show gaps when she’s dancing. She’d have to be mindful of stairs or raised platforms, and when she’d sit down.

Thinking back to the mask and heels and nothing else idea Josy had floated a few days earlier, as well as the wild and outrageous costumes Melanie had fantasized about when she couldn’t sleep the night before, she had to give Josy massive credit for the elegance of this dress combination.

She felt a sense of elation as she toyed with the idea of going out as she was, with no one knowing she’d gone commando – or rather ancient Olympian.

Despite the worries, Melanie knew she would regret it if she gave up on this opportunity, so instead she gave up on the idea of panties. “Okay,” she said breathily as a shiver passed through her.

Josy beamed a smile of approval.

After putting on the leather arm bracers, which were curiously different on the left and right sides, and the woven leather leg pieces, Melanie’s hair was tied up into a bun and she tried on the mask. It was the most beautiful and intricate piece of the entire outfit and must have been the most expensive. It felt a little heavy, and though it might’ve been custom fit for Josy’s cousin, it fit well enough.

Checking herself out in the mirror, Melanie was astonished. She thought she looked like a Greek goddess, perhaps Artemis. All she was missing was a bow and quiver.

Josy wanted to take pictures for her cousin. “I’ll just use my phone for this.”

Melanie nodded. “I… I guess that’s okay.”

After a few pictures, Melanie tried an archer’s pose. “There’s no bow, is there?”

Josy shook her head. “No, but that’s a good idea. Maybe we can try a few poses.” She checked online for real archery poses. “Your arms are good like that, but your legs shouldn’t be pressed together. Here, like this.” She showed a few examples and Melanie took the pose for a few more shots.

“Put your feet a bit further out,” Josy suggested.

Melanie tried and felt the wrappings stretch and pull. She stopped as it inched up her leg. “I can’t.”

“Sure you can.” Josy came over and knelt in front of her. She put one hand on Melanie’s inner thigh and the other on the hem of the wrapping.

Melanie started to feel hot at the touch, but let Josy steer her leg out further. The wrapping gradually moved up her thigh, and she felt hot breath on the exposed skin. When her feet were just over shoulder width apart, and the wrapping almost up to her hips, Josy finally stopped.

Feeling Josy’s hands gliding up and down her thighs, Melanie asked, “What are you doing?” The rhythmic breaths close to her center added to her heat and she felt lightheaded.

“All worry over nothing, Mel. You’re still covered. Stay like that.” Josy backed away and took a few more shots.

Almost reeling from the idea that she was barely covered, Melanie thought about Josy taking pictures on her unprotected phone. Had she really been covered? Which images would Josy send to her cousin? Who would see them?

Melanie stumbled over to the bed and sat down.

“Are you okay?” Josy asked, dropping down next to her.

Melanie nodded. “Uhm, show me.” She indicated Josy’s phone.

Together they looked through the pictures. Melanie had to admit the outfit made her look magnificent, though she wasn’t happy with how much skin was showing in some of them.

“You can’t send these,” Melanie said as they looked at the later ones, where the wrapping had been moved up. At least she’d still been covered, except for the last two images. As it had been happening, Melanie hadn’t even noticed Josy kneeling down. As a result, her bits were peeking out. “Uhm, you have to delete these.”

“Awww,” Josy pouted. “Can we at least save them on your phone?”

Melanie considered it, and she really didn’t want to, but Josy’s face made her acquiesce. After transferring the files, they made sure to remove them from Josy’s phone.

Melanie looked on as Josy sent some of the PG-13 pictures to her cousin. They didn’t have to wait long for a reaction.

‘Jaw-dropping! Is she the one you mentioned?’

Melanie shot a questioning look at Josy, who just ignored both questions.

‘Why no picture of your costume? Doesn’t it fit?’

Josy typed a response. ‘I haven’t tried it on yet.’

‘Well, hurry. Show me how it looks.’

“Your costume?” Melanie asked.

“Ah, she gave me two; one for each of us.”

“Two of the same?”

“No, no, the other one is… Wait, just let me show you.” Josy walked to a duffel bag in the corner of her room. A moment later, she laid out several items on her bed.

“What is it?” Melanie saw a winged helmet, a cape, and pieces of what looked to be leather armor. It had the stereotypical boob armor you often saw in movies that made no sense in real life. “It looks high quality, but just why?” Melanie laughed, holding up the breast plate.

“Never mind that, help me put it on.”

“Okay, time to get naked, Valkyrie girl.”

Josy laughed. “No need. It won’t show.”

After watching Josy strip down to her bra and panties, Melanie helped her into the costume. Once it was on, Josy looked like an actual badass Valkyrie. Donned in armor from head to toe, the only skin that showed was just above her knees, her upper arms and her hands.

“It looks pretty heavy, you should lose a few pieces,” Melanie suggested. “Follow my example.” She indicated her half-exposed body.

Unfazed, Josy asked, “Take some pictures of me?”

After several poses, they sent them to Josy’s cousin.

‘Incredible’ – ‘You really made it work’ – ‘A little too well’ – ‘I need it back right now!’ – ‘JK.’ The responses came back rapid fire.

~~~

Taking off the long coat Josy had given her to wear on the way to the party, the amount of exposed skin on her left side hit Melanie hard. The chill coming into the lobby from outside brushed her inner thighs, reminding her how little she was wearing.

Melanie held the coat to her chest, a few steps behind Josy. “I don’t know about this.”

Josy turned and came over to her. “But you look amazing. You’ll be the center of attention.”

Melanie was studying the patterns on the floor. “That’s what I’m worried about,” she said softly.

Josy walked over and put her arm around the shaken girl’s shoulders. “What’s wrong?” she whispered.

‘The costume, I’m too exposed,’ Melanie thought, but she held back the words. “I can’t.”

“Worried? It’s okay, we don’t have to go crazy in there. I just want you to have fun, let’s go and enjoy ourselves,” Josy said in a soothing voice.

Melanie felt the tension leave her body. “Okay.”

They left their coats and purses with the attendant at coat check, and Melanie found comfort behind her mask. With nowhere to keep her ticket, Melanie handed hers to Josy. She could already feel eyes on her in the well-lit room and was glad to walk through the darker hallway towards the music.

Entering the large dance hall that could easily fit a thousand people, they went looking for their friends. It wasn’t easy, given how many people were already inside, but Josy pulled on her arm, pointing in a direction.

As they made their way through the crowd at arm’s length, Melanie held a firm grip on Josy’s hand. People took notice and shouted compliments at her over the loud music. She tried to ignore the crass remarks about her scantily clad body. Catching herself checking the hem of the waist wrap with her free hand, she focused on the comfort of Josy’s hand. Josy was her Valkyrie protector, and without her, she would falter.

So many phones were aimed at her, but a side effect was that people were giving her more space, for which she was thankful. Not at all used to attracting that much attention at a party, her heart was racing. She pulled Josy a little closer.

They arrived at a small group Melanie didn’t know. They were dancing casually while holding drinks.

“They’re my classmates,” Josy explained.

They introduced themselves, though the names were mostly lost in the noise. Melanie accepted the compliments to her costume with grace and gave some herself, though she couldn’t help but think hers and Josy’s were on another level. The fact that they were custom crafted made them stand out.

While Josy was talking to another girl, Melanie noticed how the others were keeping some distance with her, two of them with their phones out. Shouldn’t they ask for permission? Admittedly, they were asking with a gesture, but the people surrounding their group weren’t.

Melanie went over to Josy and got her attention. “Can we find my friends?” Seeing Josy smile and nod to her, she decided to give her friend a bit more time, while she swayed to the rhythm. A couple of minutes later they headed off.

Thankfully it didn’t take long for them to find Brian, Cohen, and Sarah. Melanie was starting to get used to the VIP experience, though it was a slightly different feeling with her friends.

Brian was wearing a soccer outfit, shorts, jersey, and soccer shoes. Wasn’t he cold? Cohen was wearing a white sheet and laurel wreath, and Sarah was looking hot dressed as Morticia. Melanie felt a brief moment of envy of Sarah’s long flowing black dress but managed to squash it.

They danced for a while, but Melanie’s worry of flashing people or her dress slipping kept her from going all out.

Cohen said something, making a drink gesture, so they made their way to the bar. On the way, they saw an empty booth and quickly claimed it while Cohen got their orders.

Making sure no one was in a position to peek under her dress, Melanie carefully slid into the semi-circle bench of the booth. A grinning Josy came to sit next to her on her left, and before Melanie could cross her legs, she jumped a little at feeling a warm hand squeezing her bare thigh under the table. The hand stayed there, continuously teasing her and ramping up her simmering arousal, only to leave when the drinks arrived.

Taking the short antlers of her half-mask in her hands, Melanie carefully removed it and placed it on the table. She took a big gulp from her hard cider.

“You might want to slow down a little,” Cohen said with concern in his voice. Since they were a bit further from the music, it was possible to talk.

Setting down her glass, Melanie shook her head. She needed that buzz, but it would have to be her only alcoholic consumption of the night.

“Josy, you look incredible,” Sarah said “Valkyrie? And Melanie, wow, that is a daring dress, but it looks fantastic. It’s so white.”

“Virginal,” Josy teased.

Seeing Josy’s grin, Melanie could only blush. Fingertips glided up her inner thigh, and she felt the hand press against the wrap.

Sarah had a twinkle in her eye. “You two should totally join the costume contest!”

“Oh?” Josy was interested. “Where do we do that?” Her hand pushed harder, and the wrap began to slide up.

Melanie’s eyes went wide, grabbing Josy’s hand in an effort to stop her going further. The hand pulled away, and feeling its absence, she pouted at her friend.

“There’s no sign up. Starts in about an hour by the main stage,” Sarah said, pointing.

Melanie wasn’t sure if she could get on stage to be gawked at by a thousand people, especially when a small slip up would expose her lack of underwear to the entire crowd – and their phones. “I don’t know…” she mused, tugging on the wrap to pull it back down.

“Do it for me, Mel,” Josy said. “And my cousin. She’d absolutely love that.”

Smiling nervously, Melanie put her mask back on and said, “I’ll think about it.”

“Shall we go back?” Cohen asked, pointing to the dance floor. As they were getting out of the booth, a commotion spread from the center of the hall. The music stopped and more lights were turned on. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”

“What is it?” Sarah asked.

“Maybe a fight.”

“Oh damn,” Brian said.

Sarah sighed loudly. “I don’t want to be anywhere near that. Can we go to the other hall?”

There was a big bar and pool area next to the dance hall. As they made their way over, they came across Josy’s roommates, Sophia, Jess, Livia, and Ivanna. They were dressed as a vampire, nurse, witch, and cat-woman. Josy quickly explained to them what was going on and they decided to follow them to the bar area.

Jess and Livia offered to make a bar run, while they looked for a table. Melanie emphasized the non-alcoholic part, feeling thoroughly buzzed already.

Sitting between Sarah and Josy, Melanie found herself waiting for Josy’s hand, but it stayed absent. She put her hand on Josy’s leg instead. Feeling the rough exterior of the hard plastic, she knocked on it.

“Is that foam?” Sophia asked, looking at Josy.

“Hard plastic.”

“Must be heavy, wearing all of that,” Livia said.

“I think parts of it are hollow,” Josy said, knocking on her chest plate. “Doesn’t sound hollow,” she quipped. Her hand went under the table and found a certain bare thigh.

Smiling, Melanie settled into her chair, taking off her mask. When the drinks arrived, she wanted to complain that the hand went away, but it returned shortly after. Since they’d misunderstood that she didn’t want alcohol anymore, she vowed to go very slowly on her cider.

When Cohen went to scope out the situation in the other hall, Sophia asked, “Can we take a picture? That costume…”

“She’s Artemis,” Josy said. “I borrowed it – and mine – from my cousin.”

“Looks expensive. Custom made?”

“Yes,” Josy said. “Mel, stand up for us, will you?”

Taken slightly off guard, and still feeling the effect of both the cider as well as Josy’s ministrations, Melanie stood up on shaky legs. Regaining her composure, she posed, turned around, and even took an archer’s stance, keeping her feet much closer together this time, though.

Cohen returned just as she was sitting down again. “Party’s back in full swing. Shall we?”

“Thank goodness,” Livia said.

Everyone stood up, except for Josy. “I’m not comfortable going back out there,” she said, looking at Melanie.

“Uh, okay, I guess,” Cohen said, and looked around at the others. “Who’s coming?”

Melanie knew where she wanted to be and sat back down. Sarah, Jess, Livia, and Ivanna walked over to Cohen.

“My boyfriend should be here by now,” Ivanna said.

Jess nodded. “Same.”

“I’m staying here,” Sophia said, taking the seat next to Josy.

“Brian, you coming?” Cohen asked.

Seeing an indecisive Brian look her way, Melanie avoided eye contact. She didn’t want to influence his choice.

Cohen sighed, but Sarah tugged on his sleeve. He laughed, “Whatever, it’s your grave.”

After they left, Sophia said, “Ignore him, we’ll have fun, won’t we?”

“I don’t know about you, but we may as well go back,” Josy said, glancing around. “No sense wasting time and money here, unless you want to do something else?”

“Go back?” Brian asked. “You mean you’re going back to your apartment?”

“You’re welcome to join us,” Melanie suggested, and the others agreed. She gave the mask to Josy, to keep in her bag.

A short bus ride later they were back at Josy and Sophia’s common room. After putting on some light music and getting everyone a drink, they danced a little. Still feeling tipsy, Melanie was glad to have no alcohol this time. They tried to get Brian to join in, but he almost immediately quit and set himself down on the couch to serve as their audience.

“You ’d rather just watch three women dance for you, is that it?” Sophia teased.

“Hmm,” Josy mused. “Sophia, I was wondering, didn’t your boyfriend want to join?”

Sophia huffed, stopped dancing, and sat down. “Who knows what goes on in the minds of men?”

They all looked at Brian, but he didn’t have anything to add.

“Right?” Josy laughed and sat down as well.

The three of them watched Melanie as she swayed to the music. It was her favorite song, and she tried to fully immerse herself in the music, dancing her heart out.

After the final notes, Melanie waved some air into her face. She was glad she was so lightly dressed, or she might have been breaking out into a sweat. Taking the spot next to Josy, she started taking off her boots, deciding to keep the laced-up shin pieces on.

“So, Brian…,” Sophia began. “Enlighten me, what made you choose to come with us? Is there something going on with the three of you?” She shot a meaningful glance at Josy.

After an uncomfortable moment of silence, Brian spoke up, “Nothing like that. We’re friends, and I care about Melanie, but that’s it. It’s just Josy and Melanie.”

Sophia frowned. “That doesn’t explain anything.”

Josy grinned. “I think it started with a certain picture of Melanie that Brian found online.”

Clearly embarrassed, Brian said in a soft voice, “Ahum, right.”

Sophia appeared much more interested, intently staring at Brian.

Finding more volume, he continued, “There was a picture someone took of Melanie while she was out on a run. They posted it online.”

Sophia laughed. “Wow, some pervert took a picture of her running? Eww, but what…?”

“Not just running, she was naked,” Brian interjected.

Having followed the conversation in stunned silence, Melanie finally managed to cut in. “I wasn’t naked!”

Brian turned to her with a wry smile. “As good as. Anyway, I…,” He faltered, looking down. “I saw the picture and recognized her. Her face isn’t in it, but I knew it was her.”

“How did you know it was her? Her butt dimples?” Sophia asked.

“Her sports bra,” he said.

“Just like that? So, you saw her naked picture and jerked off to it?”

Brian turned bright red, somehow gaining more color than Melanie. “What‽ No! Of course not. I was worried about her. Besides, there’s no details visible.” He turned his eyes away.

Sophia laughed.

Unable to take any more of this, Melanie asked, “Can we change the subject?”

Though unable to hide her amusement, Sophia nodded. “And how does this get us here?”

“I told them I was worried about Melanie. If others recognize her from that picture…”

Sophia rolled her eyes at him. “Such a white knight. So this is why she’s comfortable being nude around you?”

“I’m not comfortable at all!” Melanie complained, and then with a tiny voice, “not nude.”

“Actually, this is the first time,” Brian said. “Outside pictures, I mean.”

“Pictures?” Sophia asked, moving onto the edge of the couch.

Josy turned to Melanie. “Pictures, plural? Mel, explain.”

“Well…” Melanie began, hemming and hawing, “the other day, you were okay with it, even encouraged me! I just showed him the picture, the one Sophia took.”

Brian gasped. “Sophia took those pictures‽”

“The ones in the kitchen?” Sophia giggled.

“You saw more than one?” Josy asked.

Melanie turned bright red, unable to respond to their rapid-fire questions.

Josy sighed and turned towards Brian. “Which ones did you see?”

“I… I don’t know?”

Seeing Josy pick up Melanie’s phone, Sophia came up with the idea to use the tv, and they connected through the wi-fi.

Melanie squeaked as she saw the first picture of her wearing Josy’s spaghetti strap top come up on the big screen. She thought of asking them to stop, but something held her back. She’d been bad and showed Brian more than she should have and felt that this might be her deserved punishment.

“This one?” Josy asked Brian. It was the picture where Melanie’s nipple had only just been covered.

“Yes.”

“And this one?” Josy asked as Melanie’s fully exposed breast appeared on the screen.

Melanie was frozen in shock as she watched Josy scroll through the pictures, and not just the two she had let Brian see, but also the ones where her entire chest had been exposed. All larger than life on that big tv. She felt like screaming. Wasn’t this much worse than two measly pictures on a small phone screen?

“Uhm… I only saw two.” Brian said during the sixth picture, in which the top had been dropped down to Melanie’s waist.

Pausing the slide show, Josy asked, “Mel, explain?” She was frowning, but her tone was neutral.

Melanie didn’t know what to say.

Turning off the tv, Josy walked back to Melanie and gave the phone back. “Come, let’s make some drinks,” she said.

“Josy…”

They all decided to take a break from alcohol, and as they walked towards the kitchen, Josy leaned in and whispered in Melanie’s ear, “It’s okay Mel. He didn’t see the more intimate photos. And I’m not mad, just a little surprised that you showed him a picture of your boobs.” Josy squeezed Melanie’s right breast. “Even so, to make it up to me, I want you to prep the drinks while I adjust your costume a little.”

As Melanie cleaned their glasses, she felt Josy unclip the wrap around her chest. “Josy, no…”

“I’m not removing it, just a small adjustment.”

Melanie felt tingles spreading out from her chest, all the way to her extremities as Josy removed the wrap entirely.

“Nice,” Sophia called from the couch.

Just as Melanie wanted to complain again, she felt the wrap cover her chest, but only once around, and then tied with a knot at her back. The five-inch-wide strip of cloth clung to her breasts, the thin white material hiding neither her nipples nor the color of her areolae.

“The drinks, Mel,” Josy said as she unclipped and then removed the waist wrappings.

Melanie forced her attention back to her task at hand, her knees threatening to buckle. Josy was fiddling with the cloth while holding up the dress on her right side, completely exposing her butt to their audience.

Sophia giggled. Brian was conspicuously silent.

Josy giggled as well. “Don’t fuss, we’ve all seen it before.” She held the cloth around Melanie’s waist and tied the lengthy leftovers into an intricate flower that rested on the outside of her leg.

Melanie reached down to touch it. Due to the knot, the already narrow band tapered off, covering even less than the chest wrap did. Seeing less than three inches covering her pussy, she said, “This won’t work.”

“Sure, it will,” Josy insisted. “Your dress covers you just fine. In fact, you don’t even need the wrap.” Her hands went to the knot, but Melanie stopped her.

“Leave it!”

Josy strolled back to the couch area, completely full of herself. “Are you coming?”

The drinks had been ready before Josy even started on the waist wrap, but Melanie pretended to be busy. She touched the flower. It was a nice knot, the weight of which was the only thing that kept the way too loose band from sliding down her other hip. Perhaps the dress helped a little too.

Though Josy was right about the dress covering her, it barely managed to fulfill that job. If it slipped aside even a little… She double checked the belt that kept it in place and picked up the tray with their glasses.

As she handed Brian his drink, she felt the knot on her back pull and loosen a little. Had Josy not properly tied it? It stayed in place, but even so, Melanie decided to set the tray on the table, rather than hand out the other consumptions. Brian had made room for her so she could sit with her dress side facing him, and she smiled in appreciation of his gesture.

Enjoying the casual mood, they each talked about some of their high school experiences, though Melanie was mostly just listening. She enjoyed Josy’s stories about volleyball.

Sophia picked up Melanie’s phone. “Can I?”

“Sure,” Josy answered before Melanie could, and unlocked it.

“Brian, come sit over here. Let’s give our goddess a little more space.”

Brian glanced at said goddess, who turned her head away from him. He got up to sit with Josy and Sophia on the opposite couch.

Was all that attention to her really necessary? Melanie wondered. “Is it the…” she hesitated, but Brian already knew about it. “Secure… folder?”

“Yes,” Sophia said, snapping a picture. “Could you maybe pose for us?”

“So,” Josy turned to Brian, as Melanie stood up and posed for Sophia. “Are you enjoying our little party?”

“It’s definitely something different.” Brian said, staring.

“Any suggestions? What’s the next pose?” Josy grinned.

“No, that’s okay,” Brian stammered.

“Sorry, but you can’t refuse.”

“I don’t know… Just sitting down.”

“She already did that. Something else. And be precise.”

“Laying down, on her side.”

“Which side?” Josy seemed to be highly amused.

Brian looked at Josy in disbelief. “On her left. Facing us.”

Sophia giggled. “You’re too nice. Haven’t you noticed? Melanie hasn’t objected once since we started.”

Meanwhile, Melanie had already laid down in position, just as described. She was thankful for Brian’s suggestion, as it was a safe position, but she was fully expecting more daring suggestions to come. Would she go along, or could she put a stop to it? She’d decide for herself…

After a few pictures, Sophia suggested, “Josy, why don’t you sit with her?”

Josy came over and sat in front of Melanie’s legs. Despite sitting, she managed a strong, firm pose that made the goddess behind her stare in admiration. Melanie came back to her senses as she felt Josy lift up her legs.

“On your back,” Josy suggested, as she sat down and rested Melanie’s legs on her lap.

Too late to object, Melanie felt herself turning onto her back. With her left side open to the camera – and Sophia and Brian – she was afraid to think what was on display. The saving grace was that the slight raise of her legs on Josy’s lap would hide her sex from them since the narrow strip of cloth sure wouldn’t. Even so, she caught Brian staring, his face flushing red. though he didn’t avert his eyes. She tugged on the dress at her waist, but Josy stopped her with a light slap at her hand.

“Our photography club is growing,” Sophia quipped.

“In more ways than one, I’m sure,” Josy added.

They all looked at Brian, who was trying to hide his discomfort.

Sophia chuckled. “You know, I don’t claim solo rights to be our photographer.”

Josy lifted Melanie’s legs off her lap, turning them towards the others as she stood up. Melanie’s hands shot down to her lap, but in doing so she felt the fabric around her chest loosen further. She’d felt it shifting on her breasts, but it seemed to hold.

“I’ll fix it. Stand up,” Josy said. She moved to Melanie’s left side and went to work.

“Can you do a normal knot this time?”

“I suppose,” Josy mused. “Do you also want it doubled up?”

“Yes, please.”

And Josy did double the cloth, but not in the way Melanie expected. Rather than looping it around a second time, Josy folded it, cutting the five inches of cover in half.

“Josy!” Melanie exclaimed, seeing a significant amount of underboob.

“What?” Josy feigned innocence as she finished the knot. She flicked Melanie’s nipple through the double layer. “If I double it again, we might be able to hide your nipple.”

“No, leave it!”

“More pictures?” Sophia asked.

Josy stepped away and directed Melanie to pose angled to the side and away from them, her right foot – and dress – closest to them, and left foot stepped out. Making use of her flexibility, they got her to turn her torso towards them. Then, Josy asked her to repeat the pose, with her left side towards them.

Taking the pose, Melanie was forced to think about how much skin she was showing them. Between her barely covered left breast and her even less covered butt, she was glad to be facing away from them. Still, feeling their unimpeded gazes on her butt, emphasized by her stance, made her a little uncomfortable. She put her hand on her bare cheek below the knot.

Josy grinned, locking eyes with her. “One way to make this better. Put your hands behind your head.”

Melanie didn’t think she could pull her hand away from her butt, but then her arms were already going up. Locking her hands behind her head, she couldn’t bear to look at them. She closed her eyes and listened to the clicks of her phone camera until she couldn’t take it anymore. Releasing her hands, she carefully stepped out of the pose and lowered herself to the couch.

“We can continue later,” Josy said. “Drinks? Brian, your turn.”

They all looked at him. He was holding up his phone aimed at Melanie.

“You can’t,” Sophia said.

“Huh? You just said…”

“Oh, but not with your phone,” Sophia said.

“I’m using a secure folder, just like her phone, see?” he said, showing them.

The three of them sat down and looked at Melanie for her say in the matter. “I don’t know,” she said lamely.

“For now,” Sophia began, “I think it’s best you delete it.”

“Wait,” Josy said. “Let me see.”

“Why?” Brian asked. “They’re already gone, and I can’t get them back. You know how it works.” He showed his phone, before standing up and carrying their glasses to the kitchen.

While Brian was busy in the kitchen, Josy went back to Melanie to give her a light shoulder massage. “How are you feeling, Mel?” she whispered as Sophia watched them from the other couch. “Is it too much?”

Thinking about the past hour, with the costume adjustment and photography session, Melanie had to admit that she was actually enjoying herself. She loved the costume as a whole and though Josy had made significant changes, she knew she still looked amazing. Though she turned her head and smiled, she said, “Can we slow things down a bit?”

“Okay.”

With fresh drinks, Josy steered the conversation towards Brian’s hobbies. Aside from his running, he’d played soccer up until he started college this year and seemed to be a bit of a computer ‘enthusiast’, which he was reluctant to admit.

“Nothing wrong with that,” Sophia encouraged him. The others quickly agreed.

The knot at her back had been bothering Melanie for a while now. She didn’t know what kind of knot it was, but it was digging into her back as she sat on the couch, no matter how she moved around. She reached back and felt with her hand. It wasn’t easy to reach, but twisting around a bit, she was able to move it to the side.

It was suddenly much looser. Uh oh. She’d felt it and looking down confirmed it. The movement had shifted the wrap to sit below her breast. She appreciated how it pushed her modest b-cup boob up, much like how a push-up bra would, but she had to fix it before they saw! Much to her dismay, her nipple chose that moment to become fully erect. A blush spread across her chest, as she begged it to behave.

Looking up, she saw the others hadn’t noticed yet, so she still had time. Trying to get the strip of fabric back into position, she felt it pop off her other breast under the dress, adding to her panic. Oh, but that should make it easier, she reasoned as she tried to get her fingers under the material.

The conversation had stopped. She froze. They were all watching her, not saying anything. Quickly hiding her breast with a hand, she saw three smiles. Brian’s and Sophia’s were more reserved, while Josy’s was encouraging. Was it really that big of a deal? He’d already seen the pictures, and she felt a strange calm enveloping her mind, as she came to terms with him seeing the real thing. Gradually, her hand left her breast, and daring excitement replaced the calm.

“Aaanyway,” Josy said, turning back to Brian. “You were saying? Hey, earth to Brian.” She snapped her fingers.

Finally, Brian’s eyes lost their lock on Melanie’s exposed breast, and though he was saying something, she wasn’t listening. Did he judge her for not covering up? He looked her way again – this time at her face – and she saw no sign of that in his expression. His eyes lowered once again, but this time she didn’t mind.

Melanie felt accepted. No, she felt like a goddess. She was Artemis.

She lowered her hand to her hip, a relaxed pose as Sophia took another picture. With a gesture, she asked for a moment, and twisting the chest wrap around, she managed to remove it before going back to her pose.

Beaming a smile, Sophia went back to snapping photos.

“So, you were out there all by yourself?” Josy asked.

Brian laughed. “Yes, it took me a while before realizing the others had gone on, but I managed to catch up to them.”

“Huh, what happened?” Melanie asked, having missed pretty much everything they’d been saying.

“Just telling them about my summer vacation,” Brian said, smiling. “I’ll tell you about it later.”

“Oh, okay.”

Sophia put Melanie’s phone on the table. “It’s getting pretty late. The others will be trickling in soon.” They all looked at Melanie, as if to make a point.

“We could go to my room,” Josy suggested.

Melanie shook her head.

“Why not?” Brian asked. “You… you want to get dressed?”

Josy laughed. “I don’t think that’s it. She just doesn’t want to go to my room.”

“I don’t get it,” Sophia said.

Josy hesitated, carefully watching Melanie. “It’s not important. Sophia, your room okay?”

“Sure! You guys refill the drinks and bring some chairs.”

Shortly thereafter they were all in Sophia’s room. It had the strangest mix of pink and dark motifs Melanie had ever seen, yet somehow it worked. Sophia was closing the curtains. “Mel, you can take the bed. Is it okay if I also call you Mel?” She looked towards Josy.

Melanie also looked at Josy before answering, “I… I guess so.” She sat on the edge of the bed, while the other three each had a chair.

“So, we can do more?” Sophia asked, holding up the phone. They all looked at Melanie, who gave a minute nod. Sophia continued, “’cause was thinking we can take turns suggesting.”

Thinking about it, the idea of following their suggestions to the letter triggered a wave of tingles throughout Melanie’s body. Still, she couldn’t throw caution to the wind. “What about my turn? And can I refuse a suggestion?”

Sophia thought for a moment. “Hmm, how about this? For each suggestion you go along with, the one who requests it has to take off something of your choosing.” She paused, and seeing the look of shock on Josy and Brian’s faces, she continued, “Only you can’t choose any kind of underwear unless they’re the only items left. And, if you refuse, you have to give something back.”

“No way,” Melanie said after thinking for a moment. “You’d just give me outrageous suggestions.”

Josy laughed. “That’s true! Okay, no penalty for refusing.”

Brian still seemed uncomfortable with the whole idea but agreed to go along after some prodding.

“I go first since it was my idea,” Sophia grinned. “Kneeling while facing us.”

Since they were all watching her, Melanie carefully got into position, while trying not to flash them. In the end, she thought she’d managed it. After the picture, she said, “Okay, your skirt.”

“Wow, going big right off the bat?” Sophia unclipped her red and black checkered skirt and folded it onto the bed. Her panties were visible through sheer black tights, and Melanie could tell they were violet and on the skimpy side.

“You can’t go easy on her, Sophia,” Josy said. “My turn? Same position, but knees wide.”

There was no way Melanie could do that without flashing them. “No.”

Refusing to admit defeat, Josy suggested, “How about, we turn around so you can try it out and then decide?”

The thought of trying the pose behind their backs excited Melanie, although she didn’t want to admit it. She nodded and waited for them to turn around. She spread her legs wide, resting her butt on the bed. It was the only way she could hope to be covered. That hope was in vain: her pussy was on full display. If they turned around now… Melanie suppressed the urge of giving the okay. Arching her back a little, she pushed out her butt. That worked. Though the wrapping proved useless, the half dress acted like a veil. At least from their viewpoint, they wouldn’t be able to see.

“Okay,” Melanie said, and they turned back to her. She blushed under the intensity of the stares, momentarily confused as Sophia was trying to give the phone to Brian.

“Brian,” Sophia said, trying to get his attention.

He broke from his staring and finally noticed the phone. “Oh, thanks.” He grinned and began to take photos.

After Melanie recovered, she said to Josy, “Your under-armor thing, whatever it’s called.”

Josy pulled at the vest underneath the chest armor pieces. “This? I didn’t think this through,” she laughed. “Alright, fine.” She needed a little help from Sophia removing the outer armor, and after removing the vest, she was momentarily sitting there in her bra, before putting the chest piece back on. She’d apparently decided it was too much trouble to don the other pieces. “Okay, Brian, you’re next.”

They all looked at Brian, wondering what he’d suggest. After a moment, he said, “Sit against the headrest, legs out.”

“Yawn,” Josy complained. “Wimp.”

Sophia giggled. “It might be more interesting than either of you think.”

“Turn around?” Melanie asked, but Josy shook her head. She should’ve just told them…

There was only one way to properly do this. Resigning herself, she slipped her left hand under the dress and placed it on her pussy. Embarrassed at feeling her own wetness as she lifted herself up, she paused to see how the others reacted. What must this look like? She knew perfectly well, feeling the heat spreading across her chest.

“Behave,” Josy said, adding to Melanie’s embarrassment.

Sophia took another picture, and Melanie wanted to object. This wasn’t the pose, after all. She shuffled back on the bed, putting her legs together and making sure the dress covered her before removing her hand. She tried to move the cloth wrap back in place, but it was up around her waist, pushing against the dress belt. Since it wouldn’t help anyway, and it would be difficult to fix without flashing them, she left it where it was.

“You should just remove it,” Josy suggested.

Melanie ignored her, instead watching Sophia as more pictures were taken. Even as Sophia stood up to take some profile pictures, she let it happen.

Since Brian had gone easy on her, she returned the favor. “Your shirt.”

Brian nodded, and although it seemed he was gaining some color in his face, he appeared calm.

“Aww, another layer?” Sophia asked as Brian’s tank top came into view, but then apologized. “It’s fine, and good that you stay in shape.”

Though not beefy by any standards, Brian’s well defined upper body was apparent. He mumbled something akin to ‘thanks’.

Melanie waited for Sophia’s second suggestion, but apparently it was time for a bathroom break. When it was Brian’s turn, she scooted up the bed, ignoring Josy’s grins.

“Enjoying yourself, Mel?” Josy pinched Melanie’s still exposed nipple when it came into range.

A giggle let them know Sophia had come back and overheard. “Don’t worry about the bedding. I’ll change it.”

Melanie burned red hot at that.

“Any of the others home yet?” Josy asked Sophia.

“Don’t know.”

Arriving at the door, Melanie hesitated. Using her fingers to hide her erect nipple, she cupped her left breast, and then waited until Brian came back, before hurrying to the toilet. After relieving herself, she made sure to wipe diligently. She could fix the waist wrap now, she thought. Undoing Josy’s neat flower knot, she tried to loop it around herself, but it was difficult while holding up the dress. Josy’s words echoed in her mind. ‘You should just remove it.’ Her knees went weak at the thought, but she lifted the dress to remove the wrapping.

She looked down at herself. Except for the wrist braces and shin guards, her left half was completely nude. At least the dress still covered her pussy, if only just. Besides, the wrapping never did much to begin with, did it?

Inching open the door, she peered out into the hallway. All quiet. Now or never, she thought, almost giddy at her own daring. Pausing at Sophia’s door, she tried to settle her emotions before going back in.

No one said anything.

Seeing Josy holding up a hand, Melanie handed over the wrap, before moving back to the bed. How to get back on the bed? She absolutely couldn’t crawl! After sitting down, she carefully shuffled back, keeping her legs straight and knees together, until she was leaning against Sophia’s pillows.

While the others talked, Melanie was distracted by her own thoughts. The frequent glances her way kept the butterflies churning, and she wondered what Sophia’s suggestion would be. She wanted to be dared, a real challenge. Sophia might not satisfy her, but Josy surely would. She wouldn’t ask them to turn around, she decided. She’d brave the exposure. Only Brian hadn’t seen that much of her yet. He wouldn’t judge her, would he? So far, he hadn’t given her any indication that he would.

What were they waiting for, why weren’t they suggesting poses? Melanie wanted to know. She fiddled with the belt. The way she was sitting, it wasn’t needed, was it? There. It’s loose. Why weren’t they reacting?

They were talking about classes. Seriously? Melanie pulled the belt out from under her and set it aside. The dress lightly resting on her right breast, tummy and leg felt like feathers tickling her skin. She shuffled her right shoulder and felt the bodice slip to the side. They weren’t even acknowledging her freshly bared right breast, except Sophia, who took another picture before continuing the conversation.

Melanie put her hand on the exposed part of her tummy, lightly caressing her skin. Where was the challenge? Why were they ignoring her? Her finger pushed against the dress until she touched her belly button. She circled it and then ran her hand up and over her chest.

How was Brian staying that calm, watching her doing all this? What was Josy thinking? The sound of a door opening and closing brought Melanie back to reality. She put her hand back on her tummy and squirmed her legs together, releasing some of the tension that had built up.

“Where do you live?” Sophia’s question was aimed at Brian.

“About ten minutes from here. By bus, I mean.”

“Well, if you need to catch the last bus…” Sophia began.

Uncharacteristically quick to respond, Brian said, “I can walk back, I’ve done that before.”

“Ah, to be a guy, nothing to worry about,” Josy said. “Are you sure you don’t want to go now?”

They all looked at Melanie, who started melting under the sudden attention. She again squirmed her legs, feeling the dress slipping a little. She checked to make sure she was still covered. Only just. ‘Oh God,’ she thought. Why had she removed the belt?

“More drinks?” Brian asked.

Josy grinned. “Mel, your turn.”

“Please no, someone else?” Melanie didn’t want to move from her spot. Others were home, after all. She looked at the belt, considering whether to put it back on.

“Okay, I’ll get the drinks,” Josy said, picking up the belt, and took their orders.

Melanie noted that only she and Josy remained virgin that round, though it seemed that none of them had the intention to get drunk. She still felt the alcohol, though not as much as before.

Sophia waited for Josy to leave the room before asking Brian, “So, what do you think of this year’s Halloween?”

“Huh?” Brian was staring at Melanie’s exposed chest.

“Or should I ask, what do you think of our resident goddess?”

“She’s awesome. More than.”

“And you’re fine with all this, knowing that she’s with Josy?”

“Uhm,” Melanie objected.

Sophia held up her hands. “I know, I know, not officially. Yet.” She winked.

Melanie sighed as she was anxious to know what Brian was thinking. All the attention had her blood boiling with desire to take it further. If only they would challenge her.

“Well, what honest, red-blooded guy would object? Seriously?” Brian asked, letting his eyes explore the half-naked beauty in front of him.

Unable to take much more, Melanie squirmed again, this time moving her entire body. She had just enough restraint to hold her dress in place at her waist as she slipped her right arm out. Despite her efforts, she noticed that the dress had slipped further, and part of her left lip was uncovered. With her legs together, she hoped they couldn’t see much underneath.

Sophia smiled. “I know, I’m straight as a ray of sunshine, but I can’t say I’m unaffected by that sight.”

The door opened and Josy pranced back in with the tray. “Gone for a minute and what did I miss?” she asked as Melanie squirmed again. “Mel, since you’re not wearing it anymore, can you hand me the dress? I’ll put it up in my room.”

Melanie froze. There it was: the challenge she had been waiting for. She gauged the reactions of Sophia and Brian and though she wanted to do it, she knew she shouldn’t. There was no doubt that they’d see the glistening of her feminine dew, and she trembled at the thought. Her nipples were aching, and she realized it was already too late, her willpower had been eroded. Feeling her shame at being caught in her own web brought her eyes down. Down to her naked breasts, bare tummy, and as she shifted sideways to slip out of the dress, her bare pussy as well. She felt the weight of the bracers and shin guards, contrasting with her nudity.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Josy pick up the dress and drape it over her arm. However, she couldn’t shake her attention away from her main audience, despite the fact that her last chance of hiding her nudity was about to be taken from her.

Her primary worry was Brian. He was staring at her pussy. He’d never seen so much of her. What was he thinking? Was he attracted to her small b-cup breasts? What did he think of her pussy now that he was seeing her for the first time? Please, just say something.

Josy waved a hand in front of his face.

“Wow,” Brian said, blinking once, as if trying to snap out of it. He momentarily turned to Sophia before returning to his staring. “Are you taking more pictures?”

Sophia giggled, picking up Melanie’s phone again.

Suddenly feeling self-conscious about her erect nipples, Melanie’s hands moved as if they had a mind of their own, and the tips of her index fingers hid the pointy nubs from view.

However, she felt that the mood was light, and everyone seemed to be in an upbeat frame of mind. She let go of her nipples and leaned back on her elbows, stretching out her legs. She embraced the role of nude model for her friends, and feeling it would look more elegant, she straightened her upper body. As a bonus it lifted her chest, pushing her boobs up and out. Though she felt her core muscles at work, it was a position she could easily hold for a lengthy period. She was confident she could even lift her butt off the bed, but decided against it, since it would shift much of the attention to her pussy. Maybe if they asked…

A chaos of emotions was swirling around inside her. She was the only one naked, and had done it to herself. Should she feel ashamed? Throughout the evening, her excitement had been ramping up. She’d already felt her own wetness, and her erect nipples were straining toward the ceiling.

Despite all that, she felt accepted, free from judgment, and she was thankful for that. There was also the feeling of surprised amazement at how casually Brian was handling the situation. She’d expected him to be timid and restrained, and not just blatantly stare at her pussy like he was doing right that moment!

Oh God, she thought, biting her lip and pressing her legs firmly together. A bolt of lightning struck her clit and ran up her body. She closed her eyes, trying to remain still.

As the sparks cleared from her mind, she felt the weight of three pairs of eyes watching her burning hot face. She closed her eyes again, willing the earth to swallow her whole. Her dry throat was begging for relief, so she relaxed her body and sat up. After emptying her glass, she managed to ask, “Are you going to suggest more poses?”

“How about we play never have I ever?” Josy asked, a mischievous glint in her eye.

Sophia grinned. “That sounds like fun. So we say never have I ever, and something we haven’t done, and whoever has done it, has to do a forfeit? But… since we’re not doing shots, what are the stakes?”

“Well, for Mel it’s clear. Her forfeit is that we think of a pose for her.” After a smile from Melanie she continued, “But… she can’t refuse.”

Melanie’s eyes went wide. She’d been begging for a challenge, to let them direct her, but a suggestion she can’t refuse? She locked eyes with Josy. How far would she have to go, how outrageous would the poses be? The uncertainty and risk of having to show them everything was dominating her mind, threatening to drown out the part of her that knew she needed to put a stop to it. She opened her mouth. “I…” The little voice inside her head held her back for just a moment.

“Well, she can refuse, but it would end the game,” Josy added.

The others agreed, but Melanie lay there frozen – almost in a state of shock. She’d been about to surrender herself to their wills.

“As for us, I think it’s only fair if we continue what we started earlier. Right, Mel? Our forfeit is we remove something, but we can choose for ourselves.”

Sophia agreed. “That’s fair, but you’re wearing way more than I am. Better lose all that armor, girl.”

With some help, Josy took off all the armor pieces and accessories of her costume. “How much are you wearing? Panties, top, bra and pantyhose?”

Sophia nodded.

Josy continued, “We’ll count socks or pantyhose as one, so four each. I got socks, panties, bra and pants. Curiously, Melanie is also wearing four items.” That was true. She was still wearing both bracers and shin pieces.

Brian hadn’t said a word since Sophia proposed the game. “Can I sit out?”

“Wimp factor!” Sophia laughed. “No way. We’d have to think of something else.”

After a slight hesitation, he listed, “Socks, boxers, shorts and shirt.”

“I’ll go first!” Sophia piped, “Never have I ever… ate an entire pizza by myself.”

Brian was the only one to raise his hand, and he removed his socks. “My turn,” he said. “Never have I ever stood up a date.” Seeing no hands raised, his face fell.

“Never have I ever sent a sext,” Josy said.

Thinking back to the carefully edited picture she’d once sent Josy, Melanie raised her pinky finger, feeling the heat in her face. “I… I think I have… Josy?”

Josy grinned. “Yes, pretty sure that counted as a sext. Okay, a pose. What should we ask?”

The three of them stepped away from the bed, whispering so that Melanie couldn’t overhear. When they were ready, Josy pushed Brian forward.

“What, me?” He looked thoroughly uncomfortable.

“Yup, you. Tell her how to pose.”

He scratched his head, looking anywhere but at Melanie, and said, “You… you’re supposed to lay on your back with your legs aimed at the ceiling.”

“Whaa…?” Melanie gasped. Had she heard that right? The only thing worse would be to spread her legs for them.

Josy laughed. “You forgot one little detail.”

“Oh, right,” Brian said. “With your head towards us.”

Simultaneously feeling relieved and a little disappointed, Melanie spun on her bum, laying back such that her feet were pointed away from her audience. As instructed, she lifted her legs up at the ceiling. Unable to see them in this position, she waited for them to speak. The clicks from her phone told her Sophia was moving around at different angles. How long would she have to keep this pose? Her fingers glided over her hips and up her outer thighs, and she let her legs slowly fall outwards.

Ignoring the whispers behind her, she let gravity do the work, and wondered how much of her yoga flexibility she could show off to them. As she achieved the middle split, she smiled to herself, holding the position with her hands on her inner thighs.

“As much as we enjoy watching you do yoga,” Josy said, clearly amused, “it’s your turn.”

Oh. Melanie tried to think of something while she moved back to a normal sitting position. “Never have I ever… had a one-night stand.” No hands went up, and she smiled timidly. “We’re a boring bunch, aren’t we?”

“Hardly boring,” Brian said, smiling at her.

“My turn,” Sophia said. “Skinny-dipping!”

Melanie giggled but didn’t raise her hand. To everyone’s surprise, Josy had her hand up.

“And never will I share that story,” she said, as she removed her socks.

It was Brian’s turn again. “Kissed more than one person in twenty-four hours.”

Sophia raised her hand and then carefully peeled off her sheer pantyhose.

“Gone viral,” Josy said.

No one raised their hand, but Brian spoke up. “Well, technically…”

“You went viral?” Melanie asked.

“No, but you did.”

“No, I didn’t. What do you mean?”

“Your picture got well over ten thousand likes. That counts as viral, doesn’t it?”

“Ten thousand‽ No way,” Melanie said.

“Mel’s picture? You mean on that website?” Josy asked. After a nod from Brian, she continued, “Only one way to confirm. Show us the evidence.”

Melanie felt like objecting, but that would probably mean a forfeit on her part, so she kept quiet as Brian showed the others something on his phone.

“Twenty-three K,” Josy said, frowning. “That’s viral, and not funny in any way.” She cursed under her breath. “It means another pose, but I vote that your yoga exercise gives you a freebie.”

The other two agreed.

“It’s super serious – and disturbing – but you now have three people looking out for you. Right?” Josy asked.

More agreement, and a warmth blossomed in Melanie’s heart feeling their support for her.

“Your turn, Mel.”

She thought for a moment, trying to come up with a good one. “Uhm. Kissed someone in public.” Seeing the other three all raising a hand, she was radiant.

Brian only needed a second to pull off his undershirt, baring his chest and leaving him in just shorts and underwear.

Sophia and Josy needed more time. The former removed her black sleeveless button up top, leaving her in just her matching violet bra and panties. The latter struggled to get out of her tight pants, revealing her rose colored lace panties.

Melanie giggled. All three of them were now down to two items each. Though she wanted to see Josy remove her bra, she wasn’t sure if this was how she ‘d want to get her first good look at Josy’s breasts.

It was Sophia’s turn again. “Never have I ever gone streaking,” she said, looking at Melanie, who was forced to raise her hand.

“So,” Brian laughed, “that really was you.”

Melanie nodded, unable to look him in the eyes.

After another brief whispered discussion, Josy said, “We want you to sit with your knees to your left. Scoot up a little bit on the bed. Yes, knees to the side. A bit further. Pull your legs up to make a right angle.”

This isn’t too bad, Melanie thought as she sat sideways, with her feet up against her butt.

Sophia and Josy whispered among themselves, and Josy continued, “Keep your knees together, but aim your right foot towards us.”

Melanie couldn’t twist her leg like that. “I can’t.”

“Then you’ll have to lean over a little bit.”

“Lean…” That meant aiming her butt towards them. They’d be able to see between her legs, perhaps even her most private place. She blushed furiously, suspecting that that was the whole purpose of the pose. They were watching her, waiting, as she contemplated whether she could do it without showing too much.

Placing her left hand on the bed, she paused. She didn’t have to do it. She could just end the game. Refuse the pose and that’s it.

Knees don’t bend that way. How much would she have to lean over? Moving her hand up towards the headrest, she could move her foot a little, but it wasn’t comfortable. A bit further, along with twisting her hips, she felt more and more of her butt come free off the bed. The strain on her arm was becoming too much, however, and she shifted to lean on her elbow.

That was a mistake. Only her right foot pressed up between her cheeks was hiding her shame. The problem was, she had to stretch that out for the pose…

She heard their whispers and waited, wondering what they were talking about.

“We didn’t tell you to lay down,” Josy said.

Melanie shook her head. “But… I can’t twist my leg like that when I’m sitting, and I can’t hold myself up on my arm that long.”

“Hmm, we thought it would be an elegant pose, but I guess it doesn’t work. How about you try… uh… relaxing your knees?” Josy asked, grinning.

Melanie lifted herself back to a sitting position. Allowing her knees to separate, she stretched out her leg, pointing her foot at them. Though in essence she was opening her legs for them, in her sitting position, she was sure they wouldn’t be able to see much. “You mean like this?” she asked.

The other three nodded. Sophia gave the phone to Brian, who thanked her and set about to capture the moment.

After he had moved through several positions, Melanie began to feel the strain of holding the pose. She pulled her leg back in and cautiously turned forward, legs together, before letting herself fall backwards onto the bed.

“Okay, Brian,” Sophia said. “Your turn.”

“Never had I ever… had a threesome.”

Still resting on her back, Melanie couldn’t see if anyone reacted, but they were all quiet.

Josy hummed. “Been blackout drunk.”

Melanie raised herself back on her elbows to see Brian’s hand up.

They all watched him release the drawstring of his shorts, but then stood up and turned away from them.

“Oh no you’re not,” Josy and Sophia said in chorus.

After a moment of hesitation, he turned back to them, his face red. All three girls watched as he pulled the waistband over the erection that was straining against his boxers. The shorts dropped to the floor, and he kicked them off, quickly sitting down and adjusting himself.

Sophia clapped appreciatively.

Laughing, Josy asked, “I guess we shouldn’t tell your boyfriend about this?”

Sophia huffed and rolled her eyes.

It was Melanie’s turn. Still in dubio about whether she wanted to get Josy to remove her bra, she opted for something a bit more out there. “Had sex on a beach.” She wasn’t all that surprised when no one raised a hand.

“Given or received a lap dance,” Sophia managed with a straight face, pointedly looking towards Brian. However, he wasn’t budging.

“Mel,” Josy began. “That’s you.”

“What?” Melanie objected. That wasn’t a lap dance!”

“Yes it was, but since you don’t think so, how about we put it up for an honest vote?”

“How would the vote be honest?” Melanie asked, staring hard at Josy.

“We have the video.”

Melanie felt the heat in her face. The video… it’s on her phone. Was Josy suggesting showing it to Sophia and Brian? Before that evening, she would’ve outright laughed at the idea of them even knowing such a video existed, but now… She could just forfeit and do a pose, but she’d been as good as naked around them for the better part of an hour. The video would show she was right that it wasn’t a lap dance.

She stood up off the bed to grab her phone. Going through the secure folder she was amazed at how many pictures and videos were stored in there. Finding the video in question, she sat back down and showed it to them.

The video began halfway through her striptease (not a lap dance!) and Melanie had already been topless. They watched with rapt attention as she danced her way out of her panties. Oh God. She’d forgotten how she’d touched herself before removing them. Even worse, they were quite obviously wet in the crotch.

The video ended in stunned silence.

Sophia giggled. “Well, that was clearly a lap dance. It doesn’t have to involve grinding, you know.”

Everyone looked to Brian for his vote. “I don’t know. I don’t think so.”

A look of annoyance passed over Josy’s face, but then she smiled. “Fine, two versus two. Shame I don’t have the first half, it would’ve been obvious. Mel, are you okay?”

Melanie was on the edge of the bed, leaning sideways, hiding her face while leaving a little gap to see their reactions.

Sophia was the first to speak up, her tone serious. “It’s okay, Mel. We all have a moment of weakness sometimes, it’s what makes us human. We’re your friends here, and we’re not judging you. In fact, I thought it was really hot.”

“It was,” Brian added.

Sophia continued, “See? Truth be told, I’m pretty sure my panties are soaked, and while I won’t speak for Josy, Brian’s been tenting those boxers for a while now.” She laughed. “Brian, don’t hide it.”

Melanie kept quiet. She didn’t want them to know how aroused it made her, knowing that they’d seen her touch herself, as well as her wet panties in that video. It would be better if they thought she was embarrassed. She felt a hand on her shoulder.

“Are you okay? Do you want to keep going?” Josy asked.

Steeling herself, Melanie nodded. After taking another moment, she raised herself back up, and sat sideways in the same knees-up and one foot out position she’d posed in earlier.

Brian stood up and went to the door. “I gotta take a leak.”

“Josy, can you hand me the mask?” Melanie asked, and Josy helped her put it back on.

“Oh my God, now that’s a great costume,” Sophia said as she reached for Melanie’s phone. “Bracers, shins, mask, and nothing else,” she laughed.

Between her partially shielded face and the comfort of sitting against Josy, Melanie felt protected, safe. She thought back to the dress and wraps. Those made the costume complete, but she was still Artemis without them.

She felt Josy’s hand on her waist, caressing her skin, gliding down to tease her right butt cheek. Just as she was wondering how far that hand would go with Sophia there photographically capturing the evidence, it started going up. Josy whispered something she couldn’t make out, and the hand pushed against her upper body ever so lightly.

“Lay down for me,” Josy whispered a little louder.

Melanie allowed that hand to guide her until she lay on her side. Between all of her butt being on display and her nether lips that no doubt showed the evidence of her arousal, would Sophia give her a moment of privacy? No, she could hear the familiar clicks of her phone’s camera. Her confidence wavered, but at least Brian wasn’t there to see her in this exposed position.

“Good girl,” Josy whispered in her ear, as she played her fingers over Melanie’s skin, from neck on downwards.

Tingles running along her spine, Melanie let go of her worries. Guided by a touch to her shoulder, she turned onto her back, stretching out her legs so that her feet touched the floor.

While one hand’s fingers played with her belly button, the other caressed her upper chest before moving towards her right breast, massaging the soft tissue, while avoiding her nipple.

She was vaguely aware of the door opening and closing, but the wonderful sensations of Josy’s dancing fingers claimed center stage. Fully enjoying the experience, she gasped, “Ah,” as the fingers teased and pinched her nipple, but then they went away. She opened her eyes to look at Josy. “Why stop?”

“It’s time to continue the game,” Josy breathed, shining.

“Oh.” Melanie raised her head and noticed Brian.

He was staring at the place between her slightly opened legs, his boxers tenting.

“Hey,” she said sheepishly, closing her legs and using one hand to hide her pussy. She dragged her eyes back up to his face, but was unable to keep eye contact.

Brian sat down, and though he tried hiding it, it was obvious he was readjusting himself.

With him and the girls momentarily distracted, Melanie snuck her middle finger down between her moist lips, confirming her suspicions. She had just enough willpower to stop from going further and pulled her hand away. Rather than wipe her finger on Sophia’s blankets – something she really didn’t want to do – she quickly used her mouth before putting her hand back at her side. Already regretting her actions, she hoped the others hadn’t noticed.

“Okay, Brian, your turn,” Sophia said after a few seconds of silence.

Brian needed a moment to think of something, and then said, “Fallen in love.”

Giggling, Sophia took off her bra, deftly using her arm to hide her breasts.

Melanie looked at Josy and thought she saw the concern on her face. She took off her mask and said, “I think I’ve had enough.”

Everyone was quietly watching Melanie, perhaps waiting for her to say more.

“I think it’s time to go home,” Brian said, breaking the silence.

Melanie casually observed along as the others got dressed. Her clothes were all in Josy’s room, so instead she started taking off her accessories. By the time she was done, she noticed Brian watching. She removed the elastic band from her bun and shook out her hair.

“Never thought I’d see you like this.”

“Naked?” Melanie hummed. “Is it that much different without these?” She turned away, bending over slightly to pick up one of the accessories.

“It’s the idea, maybe.”

Melanie looked back over her shoulder and saw him staring at her butt, while Sophia was busy capturing the moment. Her old insecurities about that part of her reared its head, and she turned to face him. She clasped her hands behind her back, though her eyes were aimed at his shoes.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said.

“Yes, she is,” Josy agreed.

“Josy, I’m so sorry!” he hurried to say.

Josy was smiling, much to Melanie’s relief. “Please don’t be. I don’t mind you looking, and she wants you to, even if she’ll never admit it.”

Her heart pounding, Melanie smiled at them. Tentatively, she put a hand on her hip and struck a pose. Seeing Josy making a twirling motion with her finger, she very slowly made a full turn, pausing for effect several times, while looking back at them over her shoulder. By the time she was again facing them, Josy was handing Brian his coat.

Sophia went to her door, “I’ll see Brian out.”

“You don’t need to,” Brian remarked.

“I do. These two need a moment,” Sophia giggled as they left, closing the door.

Josy walked over and wrapped her arms around Melanie, hugging her, bra tickling her skin and reminding her of her nudity. Josy lightly blew on her earlobe before whispering, “You went far beyond amazing today. You know I never planned for you to strip.”

“I know. Well, at least not until bedtime,” Melanie giggled.

“That last question…”

“Josy…” She didn’t want to think about it.

“I was glad you ended the game,” Josy whispered. Her warm hand found Melanie’s slender neck, while she nuzzled her just below the ear. The blissful touches held any other thoughts at bay. “I wasn’t sure. And scared. I’m still not sure, but there is something…”

Melanie tried to pull away, but Josy held her. “Whu…”

“When Brian asked his question… Sophia was so sure… A Valkyrie needs to be brave.”

Confused, Melanie held still, but as Josy gave her a little distance she turned her head towards her friend. What was that look?

“You see?” Josy whispered, her gentle smile inching closer. “I’m falling.”

Melanie’s mind went blank, her heart pounding. She couldn’t think anymore. She blinked, but her eyes stayed closed. She felt a brush against her lips, followed by a warm breath that tickled her, and then the unmistakable feeling of Josy’s lips meeting her own. She briefly opened her eyes and saw that Josy’s were closed. Wrapping her arms around her girlfriend, she melted into the kiss – their first kiss, her mind ablaze.

The thought of using her tongue crossed her mind, but only briefly. That could come later. Knees gave way and they fell onto the bed. They both tried and puckered their lips, but the fall had separated them. Seeing each other’s faces, giggles emerged. Besides the smile, Melanie saw something else in that beautiful face. Worry. ‘Scared’, Josy had said, despite being in the comfort and safety of her own room. A room with an odd mix of black and pink motifs.

Wait.

“Sophia!” Melanie exclaimed, sitting up.

“What?”

“How long has it been? Why isn’t she back?” She stood up and walked over to the door, hearing Josy follow her.

Walking through the hallway towards the front door, Josy stopped her. “Mel, I’ll go check on her. Wait in my room.”

She looked down at her still nude body. “Okay.” She waited in the doorway of Josy’s bedroom to see her girlfriend out, but just as Josy reached for the front door, it was opened from outside. Afraid to be seen by whoever it was, she quickly stepped inside to close the door, listening.

She heard voices, Josy’s and… Sophia’s? A moment later, Josy came into the room.

“Sophia’s back?” Melanie asked.

“Yes. Let’s go clean up and brush our teeth,” Josy said as she grabbed their toothbrushes. She took Melanie’s hand and together they went to the bathroom.

Giddy to be led along, Melanie forgot about all her questions, but she hurried her step upon hearing low voices from the common room.

Brushing their teeth, they kept making eye contact, eyes smiling. Just as they were rinsing, there was a knock. “It’s me,” Sophia’s voice sounded.

Josy opened the door for Sophia, but to Melanie’s surprise, someone followed behind and she quickly put her free arm over her breasts until she saw who it was. “Brian?”

“This goofball wanted to walk home in his shorts,” Sophia said as she put toothpaste on her brush.

“It’s fine, I do it all the time,” Brian insisted.

“Dude, it’s freezing out. I told you, you can sleep here.” She handed the toothpaste to Brian.

“In your bed?” Josy asked with a grin.

Sophia spit out her brush. “On the couch!” she exclaimed a little too loudly.

“Uhm,” Brian stood there, looking silly holding the toothpaste.

“Oh right. Josy, do you have a new toothbrush?” Sophia asked.

“I think so.”

In the middle of brushing her teeth, Sophia followed Josy out the bathroom, leaving Brian and Melanie by themselves.

“Uh,” Melanie began, awkwardly.

Watching him as he unreservedly took in and enjoyed her nudity, she didn’t know what to do with herself. She resisted the impulse to use her arms to cover herself. Looking down at the floor, her toes playing with the ruffles of the bathroom rug, she could only think of a single thing to ask. “Enjoy Halloween?”

“Best Halloween ever.”

Melanie raised her head, smiling dreamily. “Totally.”

 

 

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