Escape Part 2

Sarah found herself sitting on a cold stone floor, leaning against a wall. She pushed herself to her feet and looked around. She was in a circular room with stone walls. There was a door at one end and a table in the middle. A chess board sat on top of the table.

She noticed she was wearing a dress, really a ball gown, with no underwear. She saw Valerie dressed the same, slowly waking up across the room.

She went over and helped her to her feet. Before they could say anything to each other they heard a voice echoing through the Castle.

"Welcome to Isla's castle of magical delights. The arch mage sits in his study testing new transformation but will grow bored in about an hour and start looking for test subjects. Hurry up and flee!"

Sarah tried to talk to Valerie, but no words came out. Right, she had to wait for Valerie. Valerie said nothing as she looked around the room. Finally she noticed Sarah staring her down. "Ok, I'm lost already. What do we do?" She asked.

"Ok, let's look around. Try the door but I'm sure it's locked. There ought to be some clue or way of opening it. " Sarah said. Valerie did go over but couldn't see any handle or way of opening it. She pushed against it but it wouldn't budge.

Sarah examined the chess board. She tried to move a piece but couldn't. They were all glued down. She realized it was a recreation of the game she played with Isla, right before she had lost and Isla had stolen her clothes.

Valerie was walking when suddenly she heard a click and the door disappeared. "Look, it's gone. I must have stepped on the trigger." She went to leave but as soon as she moved the door closed. She went back to the same spot and click, the door opened.

"It must be a pressure plate. Let's try moving the table on to it." They both tried but the table wouldn't budge at all. Sarah walked over and stood on it. Sarah tried to tell Valerie to stand on the plate, but couldn't. So she went and stood on it herself. Valerie looked over at her and then said she'd try looking in the next room.

Valerie went into the other room as Sarah kept the door open. Inside the room was nearly identical. Another closed door, another immovable table and as she walked around the room, another pressure plate.

When Valerie stood on this one the door to the far room opened. "Try moving away Sarah, maybe this opens both doors."

As soon as Sarah stepped off, her door closed but Valerie's remained open. Sarah looked at the table again. Maybe Isla was giving her a clue after all. She stripped off her dress and tossed it onto the pressure plate. Sure enough the door opened. She went through into Valerie's room.

"Oh my God, why are you naked?" Valerie asked.

"Left my dress on the pressure plate. This time I'll go through the door and see if we can spare your dress, otherwise I think you'll have to do it too." Valerie nodded and Sarah entered the next chamber.

Inside there were no other doors. She saw nothing except smooth stone walls. She searched but found no pressure panel.

While Sarah was looking Valerie got bored and decided to just follow her lead. She took off her dress and left it on the pressure plate and joined Sarah in the room.

As soon as Valerie crossed the threshold they heard a loud bang and the floor started moving upwards. The ceiling seemed to rise at the same rate, like they were in a giant elevator.

When the floor stopped moving they saw an opening in the wall. Was just above their reach, but looked big enough for them to fit though.

"Well how do we get up there?" Valerie asked.

Sarah considered it, they would have to boost each other up to reach it. Then whoever climbed up would have to pull the other up with her. Unfortunately she considered it too long and her transformation didn't consider it to be a reply anymore. Instead of talking she pantomimed boosting Valerie up. Valerie nodded and Sarah put her hands out for Valerie to step into. Then she heaved with all her might and Valerie managed to grab the ledge. Sarah pushed and Valerie pulled until she managed to get up.

It took a few tries but Sarah managed to jump and grab Valerie's outstretched hand. Her poor boobs bounced as she jumped and scratched against the wall as she tried but eventually they were both on the ledge.

They were both sweating now, Sarah had to look away from Valerie's heaving bosun to try controlling her desires. Valerie wasn't gay, and wouldn't appreciate being ogled like that.

"Ok Sarah, what's next?" Valerie decided to follow Sarah, the older woman seemed much smarter than her, she was willing to stick by her and do as she said.

Jenny opened her eyes to see Alexandra sitting across from her. She looked around and saw they were seated in a train car that was traveling through a forest. She looked down, she was wearing a very plain brown dress. It was a bit itchy and was stretched across her chest.

In contrast Alexandra was wearing a gorgeous floral print dress and had diamond earrings and a pearl necklace.

"Ok so we're on a train. What now?" Jenny asked.

"I don't know. This is weird. Also I'm wearing flats. So I won't be able to walk." Alexandra replied.

Alexandra noticed Jenny was dressed rather plain in comparison. Looking around she saw other people in the train car, but something was off. Then she realized that everything looked old fashioned. This wasn't a modern setting, this was a steam engine, circa late 19th century.

Just then someone came by. It was a Two, dressed in a train conductor uniform.

"Good evening Madam. We hope you are having a pleasant journey. I regret to inform you that we are about one hour from London, and I've been informed that constables are waiting there to take you into custody. Your servant will be free to go of course, but I'm afraid you won't be allowed to leave. Now I've been assured you aren't a violent criminal, so we trust that you just stay put until we stop. Have a pleasant trip and enjoy your incarceration."

"Hey, who are you calling a servant?" Jenny complained.

The Two ignored her and continued to talk to Alexandra. "Really Madam, you know there is a servant's car. Why would you bring her here? Oh well." She shook her head and left.

The Two left. "Ok, so ignoring the blatant racism, we have to either get off the train before London, or get past the Constables once we are there." Jenny said.

"Ya, first thing though, do you think you could find me heels? I won't be able to escape easily without them."

"Right. I'm on it." Jenny says and gets up.

Jenny walks down the aisle looking at the women's shoes. She eventually sees a woman wearing heels and gets excited, but then notices the rest of the woman. She's staring daggers at Jenny.

"Move along girl. I don't believe you belong in this cabin."

Right, Jenny thought, they're probably all racist. This will make life real easy….

Ok, she thought, I probably can't just steal them. She'd stop me and then we'd both be doomed. She kept moving towards the back.

The next car was also full of white people. Maybe not as wealthy, but as she could tell by the dirty looks, just as racist. She hurried to the next car.

This car was much more diverse. Still lots of white people, but other Asians and black people too. All dressed as poorly as she was, or worse. No dirty looks this time, maybe just confusion that she'd been in the other car.

As she walked down the aisle she looked at the women's feet again. Unfortunately none of these women had heels. These were working class people, she wasn't going to find heels here.

"Excuse me, why are you looking at everyone's feet?" Someone asked.

Jenny looked up to see a young man standing over her. He'd spoken with a thick Irish accent and was dressed in ragged clothes.

"Uh well, you see my friend really needs some high heels. I was looking for some." She tried the honest approach.

"Heels? You won't find anyone wearing heels back here. Just how badly do you want them anyhow?" He asked.

"Uh, pretty bad. She can't walk without them."

"Can't walk? Very odd. Listen, you didn't hear it from me, but there's a luggage car at the back of the train. There is a guard, but past him all those rich buggers keep their stuff."

"Really? Thank you." Jenny eaved goodbye and headed off.

Sure enough there was a guard watching the luggage car. He saw her before she thought of a way past him.

"Excuse me, what are you doing there?" He called.

"Oh uh, well you see my employer asked me to retrieve some new boots from her luggage. She'll be awful cross if I don't." She tried, remembering that the Two had called her a servant.

"Oh, I understand. I am sympathetic, but if I let you in then my employer will be very cross."

"Please sir, can't you just make one exemption?" She tried, batting her eyelashes at him.

The man seemed to consider it. "Well, there might be something you could do to make me look the other way."

"Of course, what is it?"

"Well I believe you have the absolute largest breasts I've ever seen. I sure would like a better look. Let me see them and touch them and I will let you in."

Gross, thought Jenny, but is this guy ever real? She figured it didn't really matter. She pulled the dress over her head to reveal her naked body to him.

"Wowza." He said.

"Do you like my milkers?" Jenny asked. She cringed, of course when she tried to say breasts another word always came out.

"I sure do ma'am." He stepped forward and took one breast in each hand. "You've certainly made my day. Ok a deal's a deal. You go on in and grab the heels. I'm keeping this dress as insurance though. I'll give it back when you return with your employer's boots, and only her boots."

Jenny sighed but agreed. She stepped into the luggage car and started poking around. It took a few minutes but she did find a pair of boots with very high heels. The guard returned her dress as promised and she made it back to Alexandra with the boots.

"Thank you. Ok, now let's get out of here." Alexandra said.

"Well Eric, three more naked beauties for you. This competition is certainly delivering on the T&A. Too bad they don't get any VP for showing off here eh?"

"They're only naked because you rigged the competition that way."

"Not at all. Those tables weren't bolted down. They just happened to be a little too weak to move them. Maybe if they'd tried harder. And Jenny had other routes available, she just chose the easy path. Besides, tell me honestly you aren't enjoying the show?" She stared at him but he declined to answer. It didn't matter, she already knew the truth.