No, she won't be ok

After what happened in the battle room most of the girls of the party have been panicking and depressed. You are sad and scared - the way Iris was just now put a heavy weight on your conscience. Now you are rubbing the paint off her skinny body crying and hands shaking.

The paint is all over her tan anorectic body and every time some touch your hands your penis twitches. This is just awful. You are in the first floor showers and there Chelsie and Kruya try to wash Ulla, who is moaning and has cum a dozen times already. "It's too fucking much! AAAH!" She cums again, from the two girls washing her and her legs shake. Iris hasn't came once and you are kinda glad.

You try to get every spot and wash her which finally makes her all clean. "Nhg... aigh..." Iris pants and opens her black eye. One other unfortunate thing with this is that her beautiful facepaint got washed off and now her make-upless face shows.

"Iris?! Are you ok?" You ask cheerfully. She grunts and opens her eyes and sees you. "M-March, wh-what happened, I feel so...." She turns bright red and covers her chest and crotch. "Aaagh! D-don't you dare do it! I'm going to fucking sue you, if you touch me!" She backs away in her black underwear and shakes as the water must've made her cold. "I'm going to get you a towel, alright?" You say glad that Iris is back.

You go get one and Iris spots Ulla still moaning mindlessly and drooling on the floor. "Wh-what happened to her? Did I do that? I feel like shit..." Iris mumbbles and you throw the towel at her. She warms herself up and looks at you blushing. "M-March, d-did I pass out? Was it the paint that did this?" You nod and try to hug her as she got on her feet.

"Uh, no. I'm basically naked here. You could touch my bare back or something..." She says and looks at you moody as always. You smile at her and tell her: "You should know that I had to wash that paint off and... well your facepaint went along with it..." You feel terrified, but also excited to hear her reaction.

"Hey, wh- oh no. Oh shit..." She runs to a mirror and groans angrily. "Don't fucking look at me! Shit! You... why would you even... agh!" She's very frustrated and covers her face. You never judge peoples faces that much but it's obvious that Iris has a very beautiful face. She has sharp features with a small, but longer nose. Her lips are plump in the middle and her eyebrows are kinda bushy. Her eyes are intense and her chin is sharp and delicate.

"I-I didn't mean to! It just kinda happened... I know you used a lot of time on it, but... It was so scary to see you passed out and I just..." You start to regret not using more caution and tear up. Iris looks at you and turns around. She removes her large contacts and turns back her pretty light brown eyes making her look compleatly different. Her hair is no longer up on that tower thing she had and it's now just all over and wet - she looks very pretty, you must say.

"You are a dumbass, do you know that? A cute big tittie dumbass." She folds her arms and looks at you judgingly. "Now, do I have to beg for you to bring me my clothes? I can't do it so just... please?" She pleads and your eyes meet for the first time for real. She blushes and looks away obviously frustrated. You never thought that Iris would be such a cute latina girl - you are willing to hug her and do every fun thing with her the first chance you get!