Forget The Police, you’re a detective!

“Give her a nice tight hug and a quick kiss on the cheek.”

Dc: 15

1d100: 25+2=27

Success!

+1 corruption

Nancy’s Corruption = 3

Without all her baby accouchement, Beth looked as Nancy remembered her. A beautiful young woman with a bright future. She smiled slightly and wrapped her friend up in a hug. Relief flooded her body, a relief so divine she couldn’t help but cry. “I was so worried about you!”

Beth broke into tears too, and the two shared a wet embrace for a few minutes.

Nancy broke it off with a kiss on Beth’s cheek. “I’m going to call the police. I’m going to call your parents. I’m going to get you some help, okay.”

“No.” Beth whined. “They can’t help me, they might even arrest me, I’ve done some bad things Nance.”

“_She's clearly had some kind of mental breakdown. Calling the police would be useless. You need to soap her down yourself, and then start potty training her.“_

Dc: 50

Roll 1d100: 52+3=55

Success!

Corruption +1

Nancy’s Corruption: 4

Nancy’s hand grabbed the bar of soap out of the corral, and dipped it into the warm water. “You’re right. I don’t want you to get in trouble, but you need help…” Not calling the police seemed wrong. She shouldn’t even have undressed her! She should have walked right to the station so the police could gather as much evidence as possible. A bath would actively destroy that, what was she thinking?

She began to brush the slippery bar over Beth’s arm. The black hair girl squirmed against her friend’s touch. “You’re bathing me now?”

Nancy grimaced and used her free hand to hold her friend still. “I need to soap you down, and after that we’re going to need to start potty training you.”

“I’m potty trained!” Beth gruffed and tried slapping Nancy’s soapy hands away from her. “I’m just not allowed to wear big girl panties because I wouldn’t give them you.”

”Beth has obviously gone through a lot weird things. While she’s bathing study her body for any changes or oddities. It might give you a clue.”

Dc 30

1d100: 79+4 = 83

Success!

Corruption +1

Nancy’s corruption: 5

“Hold still.” Nancy was leaned over the tub now, to get a better grip on her friend. Now she began washing her in earnest. Running the soap along her neck, back and chest. Once Nancy had a good grip on Beth she seemed to return to a more docile state. “You’ve been talking like someone is after me, am I in trouble Beth?”

The woman just scrunched her face up and sobbed.

“Come on Bethy, I need to know if we’re in trouble. When you were gone, were you with anyone?”

‘Her skin is tan.’ Nancy observed as she bathed her friend. ‘She’s gotten sun but she’s been missing all winter.’ The students at Emerson hadn’t seen the sun since Halloween. ‘She couldn’t have been in New England.’

“I was with a lot of people, practically everyone that I saw.” Beth sobbed.

‘Under her fingernails… red clay.’ That made Nancy think out west, New Mexico, Arizona, Utah, maybe even Oklahoma.

“Did you leave the state?”

Beth nodded. “I got as far away from you as I could.”

“What state?”

“I don’t know.”

“Why did you get your clit pierced?”

“It’s sexy. People should know when they see my sex that I’m not actually a sweet little girl.” She suddenly grabbed Nancy’s hand and **** it between her legs. “I’m a disgusting slut!”

“Ah!” Nancy was almost pulled into the tub with her. “Beth let go.”

“Clean my dirty Cunny Nancy! It’s so gross you have to clean it!”

“Beth let go!” Nancy braced herself on the tub. She didn’t want to hurt the girl, but she was stronger than she looked. Hysterical strength. And she wasn’t just going to let her friend **** her hand just because she was cracking up.

How could she get out of this?