Do it up here

The faster you unravel her the better. You think there's a bathroom on the second floor, which will do just nicely. You tell her your plan and start moving her big frame through the party's bodymass.

She's heavy because of all the rags, but after a few minutes you reach the restroom and close the door which effectively muffles the happy sounds of the lively party.

You sigh and find some scissors inside of a first aid kit and start snipping the rags off. It's honestly hard work but soon her tan skin starts to peek out.

You remove the rags off her hands and she relaxes. Eve seems to have some nice golden bracelets on. You start to unwrap the rags off if her chest, where they are tightly pushing her breasts down.

As you go on her white dress gets mostly uncovered, but as you are about to move onto her lower abdomen she stops you and waves away, telling you to stop it.

The party is still going and thankfully nobody has came knocking. Eve unravels her headstraps and her thick black hair pops out. Judging from her face she's most likely middle-eastern decend. The big brown eyes, the aquiline nose and rounded jawline kind of speak for themselves.

"N...Nice to see you... Eve..." You feel coy because of her beautiful face and nice bodyshape. She smiles and closes her thickly eyelined eyes. She makes a heart with her fingers and points at you and then presses her chest.

You blush, because she just thanked you and it appears as if she's actually mute. "I kinda thought the rags kept you from talking, but... Yeah, that sucks..." She frowns and rubs her eye, but puts her palms up and shakes her head.

You feel bad, while you watch her free her free her legs and now you can safely say that she's supposed to be a pharao. She has all kinds of valuable looking gold ornaments on her costume - even that weird big colorful collar thing pharaos have.

She stretches and fixes her hair and costume. You feel kind of akward - the same akward you feel when you speak with someone, but neither of you share the same language. Suddenly the music stops.

Eve puts a hand on her mouth and raises her eyebrows. You go out and see people moving upstairs. You go along with them - thinking back you would've had to have lifted Eve up step by step, if she didn't want out. Now the robot girl Nick and the weird horse duo Perri and Dakota are gaving a hard time on the stairs. However, when everyone are finally up Iris as well as Chelsie and Natasha do a little speech.

"Everyone, everyone! It's time for the glow show, hiyaaa!"

"Like last year we'll be making a big mess with glow fluids. It's fantastic."

"Yes, everyone new listen closely, 'cause I'll go through the general idea."

Iris is as cool as always as she takes the lead: "It's pretty much like last year, but now we have two guns. So we get two victims. Anyway, for all newbies: everyone writes a name on a paper slip and our hosts take out two names from the bunch. Last year it was one, this year it's two guests and they will try to pretty much paint the other person from head to toe in the colours. The cartirage is not that big, it's about two desiliters so we go about ten rounds. The one with the less coverage wins and gets the ugh... 'prize' ."

Iris stops suddenly and takes the goth fan out of pocket. She fans herself a bit and continues: "The sisters have the prizes all figured out so, fuck it's hot in here, have fun I guess..." She leaves looking irretated and goes outside on the balcony.

"Hmm'm, we have a 'prize' for the victorious attendee. I hope everyone here has an open mind and is ok with trying out new thing, hmm?"

"Yeah, all that, and you'll be either on my team or hers, so keep that in mind too."

For now you don't really think how dumb this sounds, I mean it is pretty sketchy. You gulp and start thinking about the 'prize'. People are already talking loudly and you are all given a small piece of paper and a pencil. You can think of two people that you'd really want to see at odds in there. It's you and Eve, that's it. You just want to get along with her better and this sounds perfect. You can vote for just one person, so is it yourself or her?