Stay with Chelsie

You were supposed to get to know Chelsie, so that's what you're going to do. You've never seen a more hot and lucious girl in your life, just looking at her makes you want to think about dirty things.

"If nobody is saying anything, then I guess I'm the chosen one this year, huh?" Giuliana sighs and looks coldly at each three of you. Helena sighs in relief.

"So it's desided then, it's going to be..." Chelsie stops and raises her index finger up to her mouth. She chuckles evily and you get goosebumps. "Helena!"

You all look at the shocked witch girl confussed and Talia asks quickly: "How come? Didn't Ulla volunteer already?"

Helena is panicing and biting her fingernails, and you feel...no you will first listen to Chelsie. "Well, I'm supposed to be the devil after all, so the witch it is. Good luck..." Then she grabs Helena's cheek and squeezes it a little.

"Ow, you dirty skank! That's not fucking fair!" Helena outbursts and quickly covers her face in embarrasment. You are the only one confussed by her sudden character change, but it's not like you'd know why.

"Hey! Just...ok, I'm going with you Helena, ok?" Talia looks at Chelsie angrily and walks Helena out of the dance floor.

"What an awful reaction indeed. I got such a bad taste in mouth. You can find me close to the food table." Giuliana snaps and looks at you two with judgement in her eyes.

You kinda liked her bossy behaviour, but it seems to be the case that she's just a snob. "That was something, huh? Anyway, March, is everything alright?"

You nod and blush instantly. Her voice is pretty smokey, you could say. Not raspy, but smokey - sexy. You feel really coy just standing there with her big pressence: "I... Would like to... Yeah..," You laugh nervously: "Hang out maybe?"

Chelsie takes it well and answers: "Of course March, I mean all the others seem to hate me so let's see how long you last." You laugh, but she seems more serious. You are getting wet, it's true.

The next hour or so you just dance with her and ocationally push others and drink others drinks and do other mean things, you love it although people are starting to get annoyed.

Iris the skeleton girl is taking care of the music. She's a really good dj and you love the music. So does Chelsie and she just can't stop praising Iris. You start to see her as a very interesting girl too.

"Hey, why don't we go talk with her, March?" You agree gladly and go to the little DJ stage Iris is on. She has a small black leather coat and torn black jeans. Her face is nicely painted to look like a skull and her shirt has a ribcage on it.

"What's up. Is everything ok Chelsie?" She puts the music on a playlist loop and faces you two crossing her skinny arms. "Everythings fine! This is March, you seen her, she's a newbie." Chelsie intruduces you and you turn red again.

"Yeah, I think I remember her, I mean she has one of the biggest tits in the party, who couldn't remember her." Iris choughs and looks away. You shrug and don't mind the compliment that much - it's not from Chels, so it doesn't really count.

"That's true, her's are bigger than mine even. Hey, March you remember your cup size, mine is uhh, 35D." You feel very hot and lusty, but manage to contain yourself.

This situation is very odd, but fun. You feel like there's a mythical energy between you and Chels, like you two are connected on an unknown frequency. "I...I think it's 35 1/2 DD, but I'm not sure honestly." You wouldn't mind having smaller tits than Chesie, because, well...

"Wow, so you use double D's? I heard double D girls' tits make milk all the time, is that true?" Chels laughs but looks at you seriously.

You don't think that's true, breast size shouldn't effect milk production. "N..no? I don't... lactate..." You feel like a vain is about to pop, but there's no turning back.

"That's too bad, well anyway. What's up Iris, anyone compleated the photo hunt yet?" Iris was trying to considerate on something other than your talk, and she looks just a bit pink, or is that the lights?

"Ehh, no. Hardly anyone is participating anyway." Chelsie looks dissapointed and starts fidgeting with her tail. "That's too bad, our little red riding hood will be sad if noone finds her, actually eh, screw it, yeah."

Iris flinches but suddenly gets it and looks at you for a few seconds: "Why her? She looks like a scout girl. Shouldn't you try to hang out with the tougher girls, like Georgia and Berry?" You feel offended and uncontiously slide closer to Chels.

"They are not here, sheesh. What am I paying you for? You know, get back to the music you're better off doing that for now." Chelsie snaps and you expect an outburst from Iris who just turns and puts her headphones back on.

"Come on March, I need to use the toilet." Chelsie grabs your chin and gives a look in your eyes. Although her real eyes are covered by yellow contacts you still feel the conection and follow her trying to ease down your frustration.

You go to the bathroom and in the common fashion you both go in at the same time. She sits on the toilet and curses: "Damnit, why did I have to wear stockings. I guess, I'll just strip. March, uh... Do you mind if I take my clothes off?" She's wearing a full body lingere on top of her stockings, so she really has to remove her whole costume in order to pee. You feel like splitting in half, and this can only end in two ways. Either you watch her strip or you wait outside.