Mia 2: A package arrives with the game's first Item and Mia has her mind made up

The air in the room turned eerily cold and quiet. No further doorbells rang as everyone stood still.

“Should I just get it?” asked Lucy.

No one answered, so Lucy took action. She walked to the door to open it.

“Did you guys invite anyone else without asking me?” Mia asked, quiet enough that Lucy couldn’t hear. They both shook their heads.

Lucy opened the door, only to find… No one. The porch was devoid of any solicitors, guests, or delivery people. There was a large cardboard box sitting on their doormat. Lucy picked it up and brought it inside, struggling with the overly large, but not very heavy, box while she booty bumped the door closed.

Lucy would’ve put an ordinary package in her room or would’ve given it straight to Mia if it was her’s, but this was no ordinary package. She pushed the still open game board back, and placed the cardboard box on the coffee table.

“What the…” said Faith, as they all looked at the top of the box and didn’t know what to say.

No other identifiers were anywhere else. No recipient, no return address, or address of any kind for that matter. The only thing adorning any part of the blank cardboard package was an elaborately inked logo on top. An ENFANJI logo greeted all of their eyes.

Mia took matters into her own hands, and lifted the box, beelining around the right side of the couch, heading for the kitchen garbage can.

Faith knew what was about to happen, having just seen Mia trip several times in the past few minutes. Faith made her way the other way around the couch, making it just in time.

Mia made it halfway to the kitchen before the box slipped through her hands and she tumbled forward over the top of it. Faith caught her, or rather she would have. Mia caught herself first, on Faith’s shirt. Mia’s outstretched hands pawed at the redhead, merely clawing their way down her metal shirt before finding purchase at the fist-sized hole that was made earlier. Mia’s fingers hooked through it, and tore downward. The full weight of the blonde stretched the lower hem of the shirt out before ripping the hole into a big tear. Mia’s hands were freed from the shirt, then hooked into the waistband of Faith’s skirt. It didn’t budge, as it was held up with suspenders, and both women managed to lift Mia back on her feet.

“My shirt!” Faith cried, honestly mad about one of her favorite shirts getting ruined. A large stretched out triangular hole was missing from her shirt. From her sternum down to the sides of her abs, Faith’s pale, flat tummy was visible to the world. The sides of her shirt wistfully dangled, flanking her lower torso.

“Sorry, I think the wine might be getting to me, I'm a real klutz right now,” Mia said, as she picked back up the box and slam dunked it into the trash. The box was a bit too big for the can, and comically sat 90% sticking out of the garbage at an angle, but Mia’s message was sent. “C’mon, let’s go change,” she said, grabbing Faith’s hand and dragging her down the short hallway into Mia’s room.

This left Sophie and Lucy alone in the living room, looking down at the game, wondering what was going on.

Mia tore off her Mickey Mouse T-shirt and approached her dresser. She rummaged for options, and selected some tops for her and Faith, keeping her bare back to the redhead. They’ve been pals for years, and changed together on many occasions, so they were both comfortable with being topless in the same room as each other, but Mia always kept her back turned to not give too much of a show.

Mia offered several new T-shirts to Faith, tossing them onto the bed behind her. Then whipped on a plain white tank top and a pink long-sleeve shrug to cover her arms and shoulders.

None of the shirts were in dark colors nor cool enough for the edgy redhead at first glance.

Mia was bent over picking through her sock drawer. Faith saw Mia’s shorts-covered butt bent over in front of the pile, and gulped. Faith decided to back off and stick with her ruined metal T-shirt, opting to try salvaging her favorite shirt instead of risking getting a little grabby with Mia behind closed doors.

As Faith surveyed the damage on her shirt, she actually found that she could tie the left and right dangling sides together in the middle. While it didn’t cover any more of her midsection, it did stop it from fluttering about as she walked, and admittedly looked pretty cool to her. Her bra and boobs were totally contained within the makeshift crop top, and besides two vertical strips of flesh covered by her suspenders, her entire midsection was now bare.

Mia replaced her bunny slippers with standard white socks. She saw that Faith tied her shirt up and the pair exited Mia’s room after their short little cool-down changing session. Mia felt a little less ick-y now that she removed the T-shirt she so casually lifted to reveal her chest to the girls a few minutes ago. Her small shrug jacket provided an extra layer of security as she rubbed the fabric on her biceps, hugging both of her arms as they entered the living room.

Meanwhile, Lucy and Sophie sat awkwardly in the living room.

“Is this how the game normally plays?” Lucy asked after a long awkward silence.

“This is my first time playing, actually. New game, hehe,” Sophie replied.

“So how do you think it sent the package? Amazon drone style, maybe?” Lucy asked, trying to fill the time with some casual game talk.

“Huh… I guess that’s the only explainable way. The game must have GPS. Good thinkin’, Luce,” said Sophie, her interest in the weird game slightly renewed.

“It says here her item is: ‘The Towel of Temporary Tenacity’. No other description, just a picture of a towel and a stopwatch. What’s with the theme for this game? It’s not fantasy or sci fi or anything. What are they going for?” asked Lucy, genuinely curious about the odd motif for the game. She hadn’t experienced or heard about any of the challenges yet either, so the theming especially eluded her.

Sophie’s curiosity was piqued yet again, and she made her way to the garbage. She let go of her pants as she picked up the surprisingly light box.

Lucy was sitting in the leftmost spot on the couch, and Sophie had to sidle past her between the coffee table and Lucy’s legs to join her. Lucy watched Sophie sidestep by and bend over to put the box down. The same top half of Sophie’s buttcheeks peeked out from her waistline, her jeans sagging a bit as she moved. Lucy figured that her thong must be sagging as well, as that was nowhere to be seen.

Lucy blushed and cut off that train of thought, looking up at the ceiling to not ogle the giant booty waddling within grabbing distance.

Sophie was taking her time, because for some reason her pelvis felt like it was being squeezed by an anaconda. Something was digging into her, and she tried to hide this feeling in front of this relative stranger.

Sophie finally sat on the couch, and was just about to open the box when Lucy stopped her.

“Isn’t that Mia’s? She pulled the card, she should open it,” Lucy said.

Sophie agreed, and they both sat in silence for a few more awkward moments.

“So, you're a big board gamer?” Lucy asked, but before Sophie could answer, Mia and Faith returned.

“What are you doing with that?” asked Mia, baffled that they would just bring the box right back to the table.

Sophie tried to calm her down by explaining, “Oh, we were just talking and we think the game might use GPS and a drone system to deliver the game items. It may seem a little far fetched, but they could have a warehouse within a certain distance, and no matter where you live-”

Mia just sighed, and carefully sat down on the right side of the couch with Sophie in the middle. Faith took the ottoman seat.

“If we open the box will that sate your board game curiosity and we can finally quit?” asked Mia.

Sophie nodded, and Mia lifted the top off the box.