Some Unexpected Fun

You take the flower in hand and walk across the hall to Sephora's room. When she comes up to the door, her cheeks flushed, you tell her, "We need to have a meeting right now. I found some things, let's all meet up in the living room." Before she can respond, you're off.

Down to Olivia and Erica's room. "We need to have a meeting." After a bit, Olivia comes to the door, and you see her look at you, suspiciously. As you see above the short woman, you see Erica is not inside. "Where is Erica?" Olivia with a look of utter exasperation puts up her hands, "She's cleaning."

A knock on the door at the end of the hall, on Rebecca's door. "We're having a meeting in the living room, come as soon as you can." You walk off. She's probably still drying off, getting her hair dry. You don't want to make it awkward by talking to her alone right now, so soon after having seen her naked.

You walk toward the living room, toward the table where you all eat dinner. You place the flower on the table, before going to the kitchen. Erica is not there. You'd seen in everybody's rooms but Rebecca's but there was no way she was in there. You guess that just means that she must be in someplace beyond the door.

First, you go to the black room. It had been how long since her... well since her milking. 4 hours, 5? She might be down there. You have to check, if only to tell the others. You go down there and you don't see her. But something does catch your eye.

In front of the milking machine is a bunch of scrap. Curious, you walk over to the pile, only to see that it is a phone. The screen is cracked, the motherboard has been pulled out slightly and the battery and sim card are completely removed. An easy explanation. Erica had simply followed through with her threat. Although that only leaves the gym or...

You run up the stairs, wondering if the curse might've been angry that she broke her phone. Maybe she was trapped somewhere, maybe she was in danger. You enter the gym, the mist changing you back into your exercise uniform. "Erica, are you here?! Are you ok?!" You shout in a blind panic, afraid for her.****

You hear a startled eep from the corner. Erica is in the corner, a bucket in front of her, a towel in hand. As she moves her hands up off the floor, you see that she is not in an outfit like Rebecca or Sephora had been in. Instead of the spandex sports bra and shorts, she is wearing something that could charitably be called a latex bikini. Or more accurately, latex lingerie. And not ordinary ones either.

Her breasts are lifted by the material which crisscrosses for support to her shoulders. But the cups aren't full, instead having a cut out for her nipples, which have started to bead with moisture again. The latex is made of white and black, probably to evoke a maid, but on her hands and knees, it only brings to mind a cow. Her panties are similar, black and white, and there is a hole cut down the front of it, exposing her pussy and you can guess it extends all the way to her ass.

But the view isn't there for long, as her hands go to her breasts and her legs close in a flash. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE, GET OUT BEFORE I KILL YOU, MOTHER FUCKER!!!!!"

You turn around, your mind not thinking of the fact that technically you could say that the rules say you could be here, as you were the stronger of the two. No, in the moment, with your shock deadening your mind, you run as fast as you can, almost tripping down the stairs.