Copius Company

Quickly noticing there are already people here, I stand still at the back of the Lift, looking over to see Zoe giggling softly next to me. Shooting her a glance, I find myself smirking at her, taking a moment to calm before asking, "What's so funny?:

Her smirk grows, and she has to look away for a moment, looking thoughtful, before looking back. "Nothing... well, it's just, we're in the lift, and yet you hide here... enjoy it! You did before, right?"

I let out a sigh, rolling my eyes, and open my mouth to protest, and... no words come out. I pause, finding myself actually in agreement with her. With a nod, "You have a point..." but then I trail off, feeling her once more being helpful and pushing me to the centre of the lift.

Smiling now, she shoots me a look before declaring, "Everyone, meet Bridget. She's your newest resident, and wants you to get a good look at her." I freeze at that, staring forward, shocked and yet surprisingly enjoying every moment of it. I see more than a few faces, even in my limited viewpoint, pointing, excited, as they scrutinise my curves, staring and whispering.

Zoe looks quite ecstatic with herself, and the lift goes up only a short distance, stopping, and a few get off, while even more get on. I felt Zoe's hands moving down my shoulders, and then my arms, before whispering, "Come on, enjoy yourself. By now, we both know you're having a blast."

I felt myself actually smiling at that, my shoulders dropping, and I move about a bit. Before the lift doors even close, I find myself posing before them, playing along. "That's the spirit!" she comments, as I find myself moving about. Not daring to speak up myself, as if worried about breaking the spell, I simply move into whatever position seems to work.

I hear a few cheers, and even a catcall, the voices largely too many and too frequent to pick apart... though one manages to stand out: "You're her friend, so why don't you join her, rather than simply?" Zoe looks aghast, at least at first, before freezing in place, and before I can act, she's actually stripping. "She whispers into your ear as she puts each item, in turn away, "What? You made it look like too much fun to pass up."

Amused, I find myself smiling as I spread my legs, accenting my curves. I almost freeze as I feel her shoulders bump into mine, and her rear smacking into mine. I fake to juggle, while she fakes to hold a gun or point. I move about, and we're having a blast... so much so, it's only when the lift starts to descend that I realise we missed our floor.

'Well, at least we're having a blast, right?' I think to myself ruefully, moving about, any hesitation long since left. The lift keeps moving along, letting some on and some off, each time giving a new burst of people to look over at us, amused and surprised all at once.

Before I know it, the lift's back down on the bottom again, and a voice joins in the mix, louder than the rest: "Bridget, fancy seeing you still here. I would have expected you to be back by now... Hey, can I join in too, or is this an exclusive thing?

"Zoe looks over her shoulder, somehow calling out before I can even open my mouth, "Have at it! I'm sure they won't mind." With that, I felt her moving next to me, and suddenly what little she had on seemed to evaporate, making it suddenly three of us.

Everyone around us seems to be exuberantly ecstatic at that, as the cries, along with catcalls and wolf whistles, increase, sending us encouragement from all sides. We're all posing, our shoulders touching, as we make the best of it.

I look over in time to see Mike snapping a photo of us, smiling as he watches from the sidelines. Without communicating, we all pose as though holding guns, smiling and showing off. Stop after stop, we're having a blast, and so are those nearby.

The lift is stopping more and more frequently. Eventually we make our way back to the top floor, though this time Tiffany declares, "We can get off next time, right?

Zoe bumps herself against us, whispering back. "Sure can! Or pass after that!", to which we all snicker back, moving about. Eventually we separate a bit, without a plan, as we make ourselves even more visible. It's not long before a few brave individuals step up, and the three of us are dancing around, and I'm thankful not to bump into anyone.

Moving about a bit, I felt a hand on my waist, another at my side as I was twirled about by a complete stranger, his hands deftly landing on me as we made a scene. He spins me about as I smile back, my high heels loudly announcing each step, my breasts bouncing gently, my ass shaking, my legs always seeming to be slightly spread apart; he gives me a kiss, stepping back.

... and just in time for someone else to take his place. I find myself pressing tightly against him as we move about, his right hand tightly pressing against my ass. Not that I mind, smiling as we seem to move in lockstep. I find several others switching places as the lift carries us along, men and women alike, placing about.

Eventually, the crowds slowly ebb away, and we manage to get off on the tight floor. Standing still a moment, I finally take a breath as Tiffany waves goodbye. "See ya tonight!" she calls back with a blown kiss.

Zoe calls after her, "Looking forward to it!" and she dashes to my... our unit. Smiling back at me, she waits patiently, her cheeks heated a bit. I rush to keep up, finding my own cheeks are likely the same colour, and unlock the door. She races in, "Here, since it's my suprise, I should pick out the outfit. "

I nod back, closing the door behind us, still unsure what she has planned, though I have to admit I've been enjoying the ride. The question is, shall I play along or...