I saw the blonde approach and started screaming, as did the maid and the Queen. There was nothing we could do. Against all odds, the informant fell right atop us. Her tablecloth slipped to the ground outside. We all squealed. Now there were four naked women pressed against each other inside the drying machine. To make matter worse, the girl fell with such **** that the opening of the machine swung back and closed on itself. Now we were truly trapped inside.
Needless to say, I was very uncomfortable. Space was at a premium. I was actually really surprised that the girl managed to fit in. She did not fell as “neatly” as the maid. Her bottom was smashed against the crystal. One of her breasts was pressed against my cheeks and I’m pretty sure her feet were enveloped against the Queen’s face. We all grumbled, squirmed and pushed against the “door” to try and get free. Unfortunately, it was latched shut.
“Nice going dumbass. No wonder you got caught so easily.” The Queen said. The blonde didn’t bother with a reply.
We all stayed silent for a couple of minutes. I tried to think about anything else, doing my best to not feel the three naked bodies pressed against my own. The lips precariously squeezed against my face. The thighs that tickled my own lower body. I started sweating. I could tell the other girls did so too. It got really hot in there. I tried to think of anywhere else, like my of-
“Hey Laura, you smell nice. Like soap.” The blonde tried to break the ice for some reason. I glared at her.
“And you smell like mayonnaise.”
“That’s not my fault now, is it?” She began kicking at the Queen.
“Hey, stop it!” The Queen reached for the blonde’s nipple and pinched it. She shrieked and began kicking with more ****.
“All right, both of you, stop.” The maid interrupted, her tongue softly caressing my lips as she talked. “We are all stuck here together, let’s not make this more unpleasant than it has to be.” Both the Queen and the blonde reluctantly stopped. “That’s better, let’s try to err, enjoy each other company, at least until someone arrives and frees us.”
“And when will that happen?” I asked.
“Well, I told the other girls to not interfere with my ****. Sooooo ...until the morning shift.”
“WHAT?” we all yelled.
“Sorry-ouch! Stop that!” Now the maid was the one getting kicked and pinched. “Seriously stop!”
We did …eventually. There was no point in fighting, at least for the time being. We stayed silent for another moment.
“…Could have been worse, I guess.” The Queen said.
“How?”
“My prank could have fully activated. If that happened, we would be spinning right now.”
“Thank goodness that didn’t happen … Oh no.” I looked outside the dryer and saw a familiar face. The kid. He was staring at us and smiling.
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