Faith and Sophie celebrate Mia's Birthday

Mia placed her glass on the coffee table. With a swift motion, she snatched a couch pillow and began her attack on the duo that she hadn’t seen in months. “What are you bitches doing here!?” she howled as she rained down cushiony blows.

Faith and Sophie have been Mia’s best friends ever since they were teens. They used to hang out everyday for the better part of a decade even into college and their twenties, and always lived within a short drive of each other, until Mia scored her new job and moved several hours away.

The girls all howled with laughter as Mia interrogated them. “I thought you were going on a camping trip?! Were all the pictures and posts fake??” she asked.

“Hehehe, we camped last weekend!” giggled Sophie with a mischievous grin.

“We waited to post them today to trick you on the way up here!” said Faith, grabbing a stray pillow to defend herself.

Sophie had nothing to protect herself, and took the brunt of Mia’s ****. “It was her idea!” she accused Faith with a pointed finger before using the distraction to arm herself and make the pillowfight a two-on-one. The lopsided battle quickly turned into a free-for-all as Faith turned on the tattletale and then all three were trading blows.

“So Mia, dressed for a big night out on the town, ey? Mickey’s gonna score you all the studs with that ensemble!” taunted Faith.

Mia could’ve shot a verbal attack back, but let her pillow do the talking. Faith’s focus on taunting let her guard down, and Mia capitalized with the world’s biggest wind-up followed by the world’s cushiest slam right to the side of Faith’s head.

Faith tumbled over the ottoman, landing softly with her feet in the air. Her black knee-length skirt flopped down due to gravity and she gave the girls a momentary show all the way up her stockings, past her exposed creamy thighs, and to her purple panties. She was quick to right herself and push down her skirt while the other two absolutely pounded her into the ground with the couch pillows.

Faith grunted, “You know, I just finished a traffic-filled seven hour drive and I’m starting to not feel appreciated!” She supplemented her emphasized final word by grabbing two ankles and tripping both Mia and Sophie. All three collapsed on top of each other by the couch in a heap of heavy breathing flesh, giggling all the way down.

“You didn’t tell me it was your birthday,” said Lucy, crossing her arms and smirking while leaning on her door frame.

The trio spent an awkward moment untangling themselves with palpable contempt in the air. They all brushed themselves off, caught their breath, and stood up.

Lucy just stared at the three of them, while eating a piece of candy.

Mia was the tallest of the three at just slightly above average height. She had a fit build and long wavy blonde hair that reached a few inches below her shoulders, still slightly damp from her bathtime. She wore a white vintage Mickey Mouse T-shirt, salmon-colored short shorts with a drawstring, cream-colored leggings, and stereotypical bunny slippers.

Faith was a couple inches shorter than Mia. She had fair skin, thin dark eyeliner, and shoulder-length red hair styled in sharp, choppy layers with bangs.She wore a black T-shirt with an unintelligible red & white metal band logo on it that left her tight midriff uncovered, a black skirt that reached just above her knees, suspenders that loop under her shirt, and black semi-sheer stockings. She also had a choker and a few black bracelets on. Her heavy-duty black lace-up boots were kicked off by the door.

Sophie was just a smidge shorter than Faith. Freckles dotted her cheeks and she had a pair of glasses on her face. Her brown hair was pulled back in a loose medium-length ponytail. She wore tight-fitting jeans that hugged her shapely figure, a delicate spaghetti-strap pink camisole with floral print, and a small unbuttoned beige cardigan. Her feet were bare and her sandals were kicked off by the door next to Faith’s boots.

Lucy was a petite woman with a new hair color every month. Right now she was sporting short, pastel pink hair that fell just above her shoulders. Just before her dramatic moment, she had removed and tossed aside her comfy stay-at-home zip-up hoodie with a Balatro logo on it. Lucy often dresses in trendy dresses, even at home, and this day was no different. She wore a black dress with a fitted bodice that covered her stomach and lower back, paired with a white button-up blouse underneath. Her dress flares into a pleated, knee-length skirt, complemented by white thigh-high socks.

Just as Mia was going to explain herself, Sophie broke the silence by changing the subject. She pulled out a bag of party supplies in the corner and said “We would’ve put these up before if we knew you’d take so long in there.” She handed one end of a HAPPY BIRTHDAY banner to Faith, and they taped it as high as they could reach right above the TV.

“What were you doing in there anyways? Having a little ‘Birthday Me-Time’?” Faith added while miming nipple tweaks over her shirt and sporting an exaggerated ‘O’ face. Mia was quick to deny, but Sophie interrupted her by shoving several snack bags in her face, volunteering the Birthday Girl for snack preparation duties. The duo started decorating the room with streamers and balloons.

“Nah, I know what this girl gets up to alone in her roooOOoom,” Sophie sang, using the TV remote as a mock microphone and striking a pose in front of the living room window as if it were a mirror.

The neighborhood outside was an empty late-afternoon suburb, a big contrast to the chaos of the last couple minutes inside the house.

Mia was glad she had such good friends to know her so well, but blushed at the guess being so close to the truth.

Faith circled Mia. “Twenty-five’s a big milestone,” Faith said to Lucy while elbowing Mia in the side. “She’s over the hump, I’m not sure she’s got long left…” she added while snatching a bowl of chips from the Birthday Girl.

Mia booty bumped her back as Lucy just gave out a lukewarm laugh and faded back into her room. Lucy rolled onto her bed and whipped out her Nintendo Switch.

‘Not going well?’ Faith mouthed to Mia while searching the cabinets for more wine glasses and filling them up.

Mia just nodded in response. She had shared some of her roommate woes with her besties, but not necessarily all the dirty details. The last time her friends were here was a couple weeks after Mia moved in, several months ago, and things weren’t nearly as hostile back then.

With a ‘what can you do’ shrug, Faith ushered Mia toward the couch.

“If you want a girls’ night in, that’s fine by us after that drive!” said Sophie.

Faith butted in. “Besides, we’ve got a whole three day weekend to score all of those Disney-enthusiast Studs!” Faith teased. She poked Mia right in Mickey’s nose, squishing into the soft flesh of her right boob. Mia swatted Faith’s hand away and turned on the TV.

So, the trio sat on the couch with three glasses of wine, a couple bowls of snacks, a cake sitting in the fridge, some simple decorations strewn about, and proceeded to catch up while watching the latest episode of Chasing Cupid.

Half an hour of real-life gossip and on-screen drama later, and the episode ended on a cliffhanger. Will Thomas pick Sarah or Tabitha??

“Oh, come on! That’s where it ends??” Faith asked as all three girls bounced and giggled with agreement.

Sophie pulled the cake out of the fridge and started arranging candles. Mia refilled their glasses while telling her that all this hullabaloo wasn’t necessary, to which Sophie mimed her zipping her yap.

“This is happening and you’re gonna like it!” Sophie assured the Birthday Girl. She checked her pockets for a lighter while Mia rejoined Faith on the couch.

Faith was scouring streaming services and finally found one she liked. The menu sat awaiting a selection on Hearts Laid Bare, what looked to be a Bachelor-style show involving one naked guy and a dozen naked ladies, all posing with the logo barely covering their important bits. He was the most exposed of all, right in the middle, with just the ‘i’ in ‘Laid’ covering between his legs.

“Faith! What are you making us watch!?” blurted Mia. She blushed and looked over her shoulder through Lucy’s door. Her roommate was still curled up playing her Switch. Mia could swear she saw Lucy’s eyes dart away at the last second.

Mia reached for the remote, but Faith dodged her lunge and pressed the select button.

“Oh, it’s just a British show, they’re all about the nudity over there,” Faith said, holding the remote away from the Birthday Girl and using her body to block Mia’s reach.

With an over-the-top accent, Faith added, “Right-o ol’ chap, what’ve we got ‘ere ‘ey? Blimey! Looks to be a dozen Hearts Laid Bare contestants lookin’ for love, charging across a bloody beach like a herd of startled gazelles with that bloke’s bollocks on the mind!”

Exactly as she described, a recap of the last episode was playing and it involved all twelve naked ladies running around a beach doing some sort of physical challenge that’d give them a leg up in the game. They were running every which way and wrestling volleyballs from each other before sprinting back to the fully naked man’s throne shaped like a giant pair of testicles and slam dunking them through a hole.

The women jiggled every which way, and while some of them tried to keep themselves covered and only jog lightly to avoid any injury, others were treating this like a full contact sport and clearly had no fear of getting sand anywhere they shouldn’t. With over half of the ladies and the man letting it all hang out, and only the host of the show wearing any clothing at all, there was a LOT of bare skin on screen.

“C’mon Faaaith!” Mia grunted, finally grazing the remote but not quite snatching it from Faith’s grasp. Her heart raced as she thought about the silent judgement coming from Lucy later if Mia let this continue.

“Oh bugger! Those two lasses just got a whole metric gigalitre of sand up their fannies! Pip pip cheerio!” Faith continued teasing as a particularly nasty collision happened between two women heading for the same ball. The announcer narrated along with her, and his words were remarkably similar.

“Enough of that,” Sophie said, snatching the remote and hitting the mute button. “Give me your lighter, mine’s out of fluid.” Faith rolled her eyes and looked for her jacket balled up in a corner.

Mia blushed at the TV and looked over her shoulder, feeling like she was caught watching something naughty by her parents, but Lucy again wasn’t looking. Mia wasn’t sure if Lucy just looked away as she turned around, but ultimately turned back around to find the remote to destroy the evidence once and for all.

Sophie whispered something to Faith, who scurried into the kitchen to light the candles. “Damn! Did you really have to do 25 of them?” Faith grumbled loudly to herself as she started her little task. Before Mia could stop her, Sophie was leaning into Lucy’s room and inviting Mia’s mortal enemy toward the festivities. In her right hand sat the dreaded remote.

Mia just gulped as the scene unfolded. A few moments later, all three were gathering around her in the living room.

Faith carried a small raging inferno atop a tiramisu birthday cake. Sophie seemed to be worried that Faith might burn the house down so she started the singing to speed this along. Lucy was hard for Mia to read, bouncing her eyes between the TV screen and the cake as she sang. She stood slightly further back than the others.

Mia blushed and covered her face as the center of attention. On the screen, the recap continued, showing the man handing out large heart-shaped leaves to the naked ladies to denote who gets to stay this week. He was sticking them onto their crotches like they were Eve. The winner of the testicle slam dunk challenge seemed to be safe, and it sped through the results to get to the final two ladies.

Mia tried to ignore the TV, but with the man agonizing between choosing a brazen athletic warrior woman letting it all hang out and a cute, shy woman trying and mostly succeeding at covering her important bits with her hands, it was hard to fully block it out. Not to mention all three other ladies stood half-facing the TV themselves.

Lucy was mumbling the words to Happy Birthday a bit quieter than the others, and they finished singing to Mia just as the man was prying away the lower hand of the shy woman so he could stick the leaf to her. Mia was surprised he picked the shy girl, and was actually intrigued a bit by the show. But there’s no way she’d watch it in the living room! This was the kind of show you watch on your phone in the confines of your room without anyone looking over your shoulder.

Mia realized that everyone was waiting on her. She painfully **** her eyes away from the TV and thought up a wish. She wished for world peace and that TV remote! Everyone clapped at her blowing out the candles, all of them a bit impressed with her lung capacity. Sophie snatched the cake and brought it into the kitchen to cut. Mia managed to do a Looney Tunes switcheroo with her for the remote. Her wish had come true! She quickly backed out of this show and started perusing the menus.

Lucy stuck around long enough to get a piece of cake, giving Sophie a seemingly genuine thanks and returning to her open bedroom. The living room was filled with three ladies, two of which were gorging on the delicious tiramisu. The Birthday Girl frantically looked for something to watch other than the British nudist show.

“Ennuwff schhffwws, I'ff acfu'ly gffft a grrraa 'dea!” garbled Sophie with her mouth full. The other two just looked at her weird.

Sophie chewed, finished swallowing, and let out a sigh of satisfaction before repeating herself. “Enough shows, I’ve actually got a great idea!” she pranced across the room and pulled out her backpack.

Mia went along with it immediately and took this opportunity to shut the TV off. Anything to not have Lucy watch her watch all the British genitals flopping around.

Sophie told them to finish their cake. Mia and Faith didn’t have to be told twice. Tiramisu was Mia’s favorite, after all. Sophie took her last bite and then reached into her backpack. With a little showmanship and pizzazz she whipped out an old ornate wooden box. “Tada!” she said.

“A board game? Yawn! I should’ve known. Gimme that remote!” said Faith. She repeated her and Mia’s earlier scuffle with the roles reversed. Mia held the remote away from her and used her body to block Faith’s reach.

Sophie was a bit of a board game nerd, and would constantly **** the other two to play some new complicated game with her, and she almost always won. Both Mia and Faith knew this, and tried to avoid it at all costs because it usually cost them an entire evening and always had the same conclusion.

But this time around, Mia had something worse to avoid. Mia knew this was the only way to avoid embarrassment tonight, and she was gonna take it. She swallowed her last bite of delicious cake, shoved Faith off of her, and excitedly said, “What game are we playing this time?”