Investigate

You walk over to the cloakroom, pushing the door open with one solid move, stepping into the darkness. A set of colorful outfits including a Godzilla costume, a lot of Arabic garb and some shitty Halloween costumes lay scattered around the room and hanging up on racks. Walking back through the rows of old superhero costumes from a no doubt legally dubious former play, you note the ones you recognize. Homelander, Batman, a particularly impressive looking Cliff Steele costume...

You push aside the next row, nearly jumping out of your skin as you seen a brown-skinned girl, completely naked, lying on the ground. She moans gently, as your eyes as drawn to a chunk of baby blue plastic modelled in a familiar shape.

"Holy fucking shit!" you laugh, the girl shrieking in return. "Oh, this is fucking hilarious!"

Frantically pulling a bad-looking Mr Nobody costume over herself is Gali. Her smooth, long, caramel legs are split to reveal a fat-lipped pussy, a diamond of dark, fuzzy hair topping the slit. Having **** out the slickened dildo from her pussy in surprise, you take a moment to appreciate that its not exactly what you expected. It's a dildo, definitely, but its shape and texture looks more akin to some alien tongue, some eldritch tentacle, some...

"Is that supposed to be a dragon's dick?"

"Fuck off, Jack!"

"No seriously, I'm curious now. Is that supposed to be a dildo? Is it supposed to be human shaped? Is this a weird new fetish?"

Gali continues shrieking at you in a mixture of English and Arabic, while fumbling to pull a Roman toga over her body to hide herself. You do get a nice look at her wide, thick nipples, wondering what it would feel like to give them a sharp tug.

"Get out! You're not supposed to be here!" Gali screams at you. "You're a fucking cockroach with a little dick!"

"Getting louder isn't going to help you, sweetheart," you say. "You don't want to drag the entire goddamn drama club in here!"

"Fuck you, you're not the boss of me! You're just a dumb cunt with syphilis dick and mangy fucking balls!"

What seemed like such a promising start is now just manifesting itself as a headache. Jesus Fuck, how high can the human voice get?

"Jesus, if you're going to..."

You hear the noise before you even feel it, but you're left stumbling back with a red smack mark on the side of your face. It doesn't hurt much, but it gets you by surprise and it sure as shit feels humiliating.

"What the fuck, you bitch? Why'd you hit me?" you snarl.

Gali spits at you in response. You dodge under, before stepping up to Gali as the height difference becomes known and how physically intimidating you are is pretty apparent.

"I asked why the fuck you hit me," you ask, voice menacing.

Although fear floods through her for a moment, her haughty, better-than-thou demeanor quickly returns.

"You won't lay a fucking hand on me, you understand? I bruise easily, and I'll tell the Headmistress everything! My dad's super rich, he'll get you put away for decades!"

Your eyes flash to the side, noticing the cam-corder on the ground, light still flashing.