Starting their hunt at the mall

“Seriously, what the fuck was that stuff?” Lacey breathily asked as they exited the car. “I feel so sensitive…. well, everywhere.” She slammed the door with one hand as the other vaguely gestured to her hourglass figure.

Jennifer nodded. “Yeah, I feel it too. I guess Pastel wants to get us really on edge today.”

Probably due to the constant vibrations her body was used to fighting against, Angela was clearly the best at holding herself together of the four. The only sign she showed of her massively spiked arousal and heightened sensitivity was a flush of red to her cheeks. Even her gait was unaffected as she confidently made her way out of the car and towards the mall. Mary and Jennifer did not look anywhere near as composed. Both were breathing deeper than usual, and Mary especially was struggling to walk in the high heels due to the extra bounce they added to the girls’ increasingly overstimulated bodies. Poor Lacey was obviously struggling. Practically her whole body was flushing, her nipples were hard behind her pasties, and her pussy seemed to be working overtime to make enough fluids to keep her g-string constantly damp. The four looked picture perfect entering the mall—assuming the picture was of four unbelievable, shameless sluts looking to be incarcerated for the now-abolished crime of public indecency.

“Where should we start?” Mary asked timidly.

The instructions provided to them, to find three victory medallions, were not specific. None of them had any idea where to look, or if there was any optimal strategies they should be following.

“No clue. But, should we really be buddy-buddy on this?” Jennifer asked, placing her hands on her hips. “One of us is getting punished, so do we want to put ourselves in a situation where we have to decide who takes the hit?”

“We don’t even know what it is. We should work as a team to get through this as quickly as possible.” Angela interjected.

“I agree.” Mary rejoined, “At least once we’ve found two then we can figure out what to do. I think—”

Jennifer cut her off angrily, crossing her arms, “You think we’ll feel bad for you again and make sure you’re on of the ones with a medallion.”

Mary’s lip twitched as she fought to keep a straight face and not crumple under Jennifer’s stare. Her eyes grew misty for a moment, but she blinked the tears out. Before she could respond, Lacey stormed towards Jennifer with a stony expression.

“How fucking dare you, Jennifer.”

“Look, I’m sorry, I’m not trying to—”

“You better be. If you don’t apologize to Mary right now, then both of you get your wish: Mary gets to play on a team of three and you can fight for yourself.” Lacey coldly stated.

Angela didn’t step in between them or take either side. This medallion hunt was already going to be hard enough. The minute they ran into other people, they would all be subject to their whims anyway. In her mind, getting her and her friends all on the same page—establishing the basic conditions to preserve the friendship—was more important than settling on either a basic team strategy or adopting the lone wolf approach to victory.

Jennifer sighed and dropped her arms. “I am sorry, Mary.” She said genuinely. “Look, I think that if we play this as a team then we set ourselves up to fight later if the price for losing is higher to pay than the loser can bear.” She paused for a moment, not able to look the others in the eye. “And I don’t want us to wreck our friendship over something like that.”

Mary walked over to Jennifer and pulled her in for a hug. “I know, Jen.”

Jennifer hugged Mary back, and after a few more moments of the two drawing comfort from each other the tension passed. Mary pulled back and looked Jen in the eye as she continued “So we’ll do it your way. Every girl for herself.”

“Alright then.” Lacey nodded.

“Good luck then, ladies.” Angela said with a slight smile as she sprinted away into the heart of the mall.