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Chapter 8

What's different in the morning?

Revealing Revelations!

Kara tossed and turned in her sleep. Her breath was shaky, and her movement restless. She was having the most terrible dream. Though she would never have let her friends see it, she couldn't get the game (and it's dreadful implication) out of her head.

"Look away...." Kara mumbled under her breath.

It was obvious enough what she was afraid of. But luckily, the world of fantasy and reality are usually separated by a thick barrier, and so Kara was far from afraid when she opened her eyes that morning.

Covered in cold sweat, Kara's beautiful eyes slowly opened. Her hair fell around her shoulders, tickling her clavicle a little. She brushed it off and stretched her lithe form. In her sleepy state, Kara took little notice of her unpainted toes sticking out from the end of the blanket, or of the true entirety of the cold that permeated the revealed cavernous interior.

The full length mirror beside her bed made quick work of her illusions.

As Kara rolled over, she spied a pretty, drowsy young woman wrapped in a blanket. Her hair barely touched her exposed pale shoulders and her bare legs did their best to hide inside the relative warmth of her blanket. Kara frowned and pulled the blanket down a little too quickly and

TWO GENEROUS BARE BREASTS popped out above a slender and soft looking tummy,

capped with rosy pink NIPPLES that stiffened at the cool air of the bedroom.

Kara screamed and pulled the blanket up, rolling around to face away from the surely deceitful appearance of her mirror.

Peering over her shoulder, she caught sight of a cute round white BOTTOM, creamy thighs, and lithe legs, the feet small and dainty, the toenails void of polish....

Kara looked at her fingers, then under the blanket which she could not seem to get to cover her body, as she so desperately wished it might.

She pulled it this way and that, but either her toes or her shoulders would come free.

She closed her eyes. Then opened them. Closed. Opened them...

and began to cry.

Do we follow the bare Kara? Or catch up with the others?

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