You said you're going to the party so that's where you're going

No! You’re going to fake it until you make it. No one has to know that you’re nervous about this party but you. You face forward, refusing to look into the woods until you’re safely out.

You emerge from the woods. There’s a pathway off the lagoon loop trail leading directly into the thick of the party. You hear deafening dance music and the bass shakes you. Security officers, fully dressed in proper uniforms with clubs clipped to their belts, are keeping watch over the whole scene from the outskirts. You can’t see the path anymore beneath the huge crowd milling around beyond the touch of the colored lights for which you still can’t identify a source. You realize the crowd is mostly women, and they’re naked save for their sneakers and brightly colored paint on their bodies. You can see some men talking with them, undressed and decorated in much the same way, and you realize that you look very out of place, still wearing your Breeder uniform.

Fighting the urge to turn around, you keep walking down the path. As you walk past a group of naked women huddled together under a lamp, one of them turns to look at you. She’s a full head taller than you, and two green fabric cat ears poke out of her dirty blond hair. She has a green cat nose and whiskers painted on her face, and green and purple spots painted all over her nude body. She looks rather thin with narrow hips even though she has big D-cup tits, and you can’t help but notice that she’s slightly pregnant with just a hint of rounded belly. The green and purple paint covers the black “PREGNANT” meter on her belly, so you can’t really tell how far along she is. The cat woman grins with lips painted bright green, and hurriedly turns back to her friends, waving for their attention.

The whole group, at least six of them, all turn and rush you. You freeze in place, unable to even scream. The woman surround you, interrupting each other as they all try to greet you at once.
“You look young, you must be new!” the green cat woman says.
“He’s so small and cute,” cheered another tall naked girl with rainbows painted on her cheeks.

“Are you here looking for a girlfriend?” a girl giggles behind you, as you feel a hand grab your ass. You spin around. The owner of the hand is the tallest of the bunch. She has the biggest tits out of all of them, big enough that one of them could cover your face. They’re hanging right at your eye level and covered with multicolored hand prints that spread out from her tits to decorate her chest and stomach.

“Hey, Jenny, you haven’t even asked his name!” Another girl laughs, accidentally finger-painting painting a jagged pink line over her nipple.

“Yeah, what’s your name?” The green cat echoes.

“It’s Eric!” You shout over the music.

“Eric!” she cries, “I’m Kelsey!” She steps forward and hugs you.

“Welcome to the Fort!” You can feel the rough texture of the spots painted on her body against your bare skin. Your chin is in her soft tits, and you wonder if the paint is smearing onto you. When Kelsey releases you, the other girls surge forward, their paint smeared hands all over your body.

“Call me Cammy!”

“Ashley!”

“I’m Jenny! Nice abs!”

“Jackie! You feel damp, did you fuck on the way here?”

You realize there’s no way you’re going to get all of their names as they continue introducing themselves. What you do get is painted tits rubbed in your face and countless hands feeling your arms and back as the girls talk over each other. You think one of them might be humping you from behind.

You squirm and cry out when someone cups your balls. All the girls shrink back, and you see them just standing around you, still babbling among themselves. You try to stay calm. Kelsey glances at a nearby security officer facing you all, keeping an eye on the scene. She leans toward you and says:

“Eric, we really don’t mean to do anything to make you feel uncomfortable. We all just want to have fun tonight, okay?”