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Chapter 6 by DenomZero DenomZero

Who should you go investigate?

Go interrogate Everleigh the mummy

After going through each and every party member here, you have your suspicions on Eve most acutely. Her whole body is wrapped tightly and thick in what looks like rags, making none of her features, except maybe her hight and overall bodytype a mystery. She could be the blacklisted, but the only way to know is either find a picture of her without the rags or remove them yourself.

You find Eve hanging out by herself in a corner of the party floor. She looks miserable and more like a decoration than a guest. "Hey Eve, mind talking with me about one thing?" She doesn't answer and you're pretty sure that she can't even if she wanted to. "Ok, so I'm March and I'm looking for a blacklisted. I have only seen their face so that's what I'm going on about. To know that you're not it, I'll have to see your face."

She doesn't react and you start feeling stupid. It seems that the mummy can't move, speak or see, so that'll make this a lot harder. You wouldn't want to start stripping her down either, cause... what if she's naked or something underneath that.

You think for a second and remember that there were two girls with her before. Someone who was dressed up like a clown and one with a revealing angel 'costume'. You think that you saw at least the mostly nude angel dancing earlier, so you go look for her embarrased.

It's not hard to find her since well... You gasp as her close to fully naked body and huge tits bounce as the miracleous strand of thin silk keeps them somehow togeather. You can't help but to get hard as diamonds.

"H..hey. D..do you know Eve?" It's actually impossible to talk to a girl like that, but maybe just by dumb luck you managed to mumble those words. "Speak louder, I can hardly hear you!" She shouts through the music. Her ass is so perfect and round... "Eve! You know her?!" You are feeling like passing out, but manage to barely stay up.

"Oh, yeah. What about her?" She looks at you, and propably catches you looking at her smooth stomach and crotch. "I...I...I need a pic...of her face." You can't hold it and moan under your breath in extasy as your face starts turning a bluer color.

"Hmm, I guess I might have a picture, but I don't have my phone on me. Hey, follow me." She turns around and teases you with her swaying wide delicious hips...

She walks up to the third floor and you stare up her crotch the whole time. The silk is so tight that even her pussy lips are visible through it. You moan under your breath and sweat cold sweat as your penis is hurting.

She opens a locked door and lets you in. It's proppably her bedroom. There's a lot of black in the room. The walls and celing are black and floor is some kind of glassy black stone - who has a bedroom floor like that? There's a black and white circular carpet and a heavy gunmetal table. Her bed is a queen size and it too has an ebony bedsheet on and a black and a white pillow. There's a pale light that makes Natasha the angel's skin shine dreamily.

She goes up to the gunmetal desk and takes her phone. You've never hoped more desperately to get sexually assaulted by a girl than here right now. You don't notice it but you're ever so slightly rubbing your boner on your hands through the skirt. You leak pre-cum and it drips on the cold stone floor. "Alright, I guess here's a good one." She holds up to you a picture of a taned girl with a douple braided dark brown hair and brown eyes. Her nose has kinda that bump on the bridge and her upper lips splits kinda like the letter 'M'. She looks really foreign and in the picture she has a lot of mascara and there's all kinds of fabrics and jewlery in her hair.

It's not the blacklisted girl, for sure. "Eh, do you need to use the bathroom? I think, oh no... did you, is that pee on my floor?" You feel like actually dying, it's not even funny. She looks at you shocked but then she squints her eyes and looks down to your crotch.

"Hey, March. Are you a girl, or maybe a boy?" She puts the phone back and crosses her arms in a way that her big boobs look even more prominant. You can't keep it up, you are going to nut any second. Her pressence, her body, the rubbing you were doing. This is the end.

How did you die?

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