Molly first, Natasha last

This is like really damn awful. Telling your best friend about your penis... She won't take it well, how could she really? You are starting to have second thought about this whole idea and decide to go ask details from Molly.

She's still dancing where you left her - you think that she looks actually really cute, althought she's planing on having a foursome with you...

"S...sorry for that... I wanted to ask you one other thing real quick." You tell her and she turns around looking really happy like she usually does.

"Do you know about my... special thing?" You are nervous to bring this up, but think that maybe this whole plan will crumble if she gets really disgusted from your male parts.

"What? Are you pulling my leg? Are you making excuses now? It's going to fun, I promise!" She smiles sweetly and you look away embarrased. This is the worst.

The party is on full bloom, but you feel like crawling in a hole. You've never reveled your secret to anyone after getting bullied in elementary school because of it, not even Pearl

"I... I need to ask you something about the... plan." You are not thinking straight and words keep slipping out of your mouth. Molly looks a bit concerned and eases the dancing for a bit. "Hey March. You can tell me, I was nervous on my first time too, come on let's go somewhere."

You go searching and find a rather dull room with a partly open window and a hint of cigarette smoke in the air. "I understand if you do not want to do it. I mean, I don't expect you to go full lez here..." She starts and looks at you begging with her eyes.

You are very unfamiliar with talk like this, but just say it: "Molly, I have a... penis." You shut up quickly and wait for an answer trying to control your face from turning bright red. She looks up away from you and opens her mouth smiling - her eyes look blank, you gulp.

"Aha, ok... Really?" She says with a weird shocked, but happy expression. You are very unconfortable and your chest hurts. "Y..yeah, I w...was born like this, I'm sorry..." You look at her carefully and see that her gaze is really all empty.

"So, a futanari, huh? No fricking way. I...I don't believe it, you can't be serious." She shakes her head still having her lips strangely parted and a cold sweat starts to form on your forehead - you are starting to regret ever going along with this. "Wh... what... I don't know about a futanari, but I r...really have a penis..." You mumble and hug yourself for safety.

"Oh, well. Show me, I won't belive you otherwise. You have to show me March, this is special to me, do it." Her voice has turned into an almost robotic one and a thin string of drool escapes her lips - her eyes are still blank.

You shake and can hardly say a word, it looks almost like she feels very strongly about intersex people, you don't know which way though and you feel terrified. "Eeek, d...don't make me d..do that! I'm n..not confortable w...with it, I..."

Like something out of a horror film Molly jumps on you and you fall back on a wall. She looks at you closely hands gripping your shoulders. Her hair smells really nice, but you can only focus on her face which is basically at kissing distance.

"M...March, if you are telling the truth then you... I want you to go with this. You don't even know how I feel right now. You have to accept this, you have to damnit!" Suddenly her eyes get their color back and she starts crying. You tend to be the one who hugs these crying miserable girls, and makes them feel better, but right now you think that there's only one way to make this work.

"Molly, y...you are scaring me. I'm just a girl with a penis, that's it... I...I can show it to you, I can really..." Molly is shaking and sits down her glossy eyes attracted on yours as she breaths heavily. You look away embarrased and lift your skirt up.

She gasps and covers her mouth with both hands as she sees your buldge. You keep the hem up for a bit and bite your index finger. She stares at it even redder than you and asks dead serious: "Will you be my girlfriend? Y...you are just like in all my dreams. This is... can I touch myself?"

Suddenly she starts rubbing her panties while starting at your buldge. You squeak, but keep the hem up as Molly starts to pant and while her dreamy eyes stare at your hardening penis - you try not to get hard but can't. "I..it's so perfect... I'm cumming, oh my god, March I love you, aaah!" She has a sweet little orgasm and sighs deeply.

You are just about to run out, but watch as Molly smiles up at you and then gets up. "I know that this is weird, but I'm honestly crazy for you. I want you so bad that you would never understand. Your penis, your breasts, your face, your personality. I'd ask you to marry me, but being your girlfriend will do for now. I won't act in a way that makes you unconfrontable anymore, I just really want spend so much time with you."

She was wrong there, you are not weirded out anymore, you are honestly terrified. There is something seriously wrong with this girl and you feel like she might do something dangerous soon. For now you just smile at her and nod. She nods back and you leave feeling just scared. The way she took that, she thought you were the perfect human or something, you are not, and her obsession seems to be serious. For now you go upstairs where some others are already waiting.

Now when everyone is finally up on the third floor the two sisters helding the party give a 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 a 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 things, 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 don't feel like voting for now, but getting away from Molly sounds the best call of action. You'll vote Molly, so you might get a breather. You can't really have someone after you like this, you can't.