Setting the cake down in front of you the two nude women give you a kiss on each of your cheeks before taking a step back to stand behind you. "Telina, if you would." Your father said looking over to a slender Elf girl who sat on lady Revan's lap.
With a flick of her wrist she shot a small fireball over your cake, lighting the candles. Your guests marveled at the small demonstration of magic. Not surprising since many of them were clearly inebriated. Too much champagne and too little ability to control themselves. You admit that you are a bit buzzed as well, though you know how to handle yourself far better than most of the other part goers.
"Happy Birthday Andrean!" Spoke a brunette with hair almost as long as Camalias. She was the daughter of one of your fathers friends. You weren't sure what they did, or at least couldn't remember at the moment with all the cheering and alcohol in your system, but you knew her rather well. Katlin Krouse.
Your fiancé.
You and hers engagement was decided back when you were ten years old and your parents wanted to merge their company's. You silently accepted this as you had no one else you wanted to marry. Plus Katlin was rather good looking. Her slender frame was reminiscent of Camalias. though she had an advantage when it come to her proportions.
Katlin was rather well endowed, sporting D cups that almost spilled out of her dress. And you had more than once enjoyed the feeling of her plump rear in your hands. She gazed at you with her bright green eyes before pulling you in for a kiss. And what a kiss it was.
Katlin's tough danced in your mouth for but a moment before pulling herself away, a small trail of saliva letting those around you know how good of a kiss it was. "Make a wish and it might just come true tonight." She teased. Your hand, which was currently massaging Camalias thigh, tightened at the thought of what you fiancé had in mind. Camalia had been leaning into your body, still mostly asleep, but squirmed a bit as the firm hold on her thigh sent a wave of pleasure through her body.
That, as well as all the noise everyone had been making, was enough to finally begin too bring Camalia to full awareness. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, confused as to why everyone was being so noisy. And who these people were in the first place. "W-what? What is going on?
Where am I?" Camalia questioned softly. Looking in front of her she saw the lavish cake that had happy birthday written across it. A small smile graces her lips. "It was....a dream?
Oh thank the Great ones." Camalia tried to adjust herself only to find her seat felt quit strange but also something was poking her rear. She felt the tickle of your hot breath on her neck before she turned her head, hoping desperately that the source was not what she feared. A hope that was shattered as she saw your smug grin. "Good morning puppy."
Camalias face went pale as she realized everything she had experienced was very real. Slowly she looked around the room. Camalia was appalled to see all the nude women being groped and played with. "This is.....vile." Camalia said trembling. Looking back towards you she questions; "Don't you have any decency!?
Parading all these harlots in their birthday suits!" Camalia flips her body around as to face you. She now straddles your lap, you faces mere inches apart, her hands held on your thighs in order to support herself. Your grin grows wider as her scowl deepens. Moving you right hand to the lower part of her back, under hear hair, and your left hand up to massage her thigh once more you decide to break the news to her.
"You know your one of those harlots right?" Camalias scowl disappears, replaced by shock and confusion. Slowly she looked down at her body to see her bare chest free for the room to see. Letting out a rather cute squeal she quickly crossed her hands over her breasts. "Wh-Why am I.....I mean, what happened to my cloths!?"
The whole room began laughing at Camalias reaction. Camalia looked around at the people laughing at her, hoping this was some terrible nightmare.
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