Lucy 2: The girls talk over recent developments while Lucy redresses

Sophie slammed the door behind herself and told the girls, “Mrs. PeesGood was just watching me, man. You were right, she’s scary!”

Sophie looked down to see Lucy breathing hard with two pinchable little tent poles holding up her shirt.

“Why do you think I was hiding?” said Mia, who finally looked down at her leg. “Ack! What the heck!” She assessed the damage and stood up, showing the rest of them. “My leggings have become legging!” Sure enough, the article had one completely undamaged leg, and the waist was still connected somewhere under her short shorts, but the left leg had been reduced to what was basically a very long loincloth.

Sophie could tell that Lucy needed either a helping hand or a moment to calm down, and as much as Sophie would enjoy getting a little pinchy, she settled for the latter to keep things PG. Not to mention the fact that Mia and Faith were RIGHT there, so it’d be unbelievably embarrassing to act on any of Lucy or Sophie’s thoughts. Further non-mention to the fact that they met each other today. Going from meeting someone to complimentary exhibitionistic nipple tweaking them to a climax in a matter of hours was certainly- Man, Sophie needed to stop her mind from wandering!

Faith had tiptoed into the kitchen and was snacking on another small piece of Mia’s cake. She took a kitty cat apron that was hung on the side of the fridge and tossed it to Mia. “Want some more layers? Here,” she said.

Mia tossed it right back. She was mad about the ruined leggings, not her revealed skin at the moment, and she told Faith as such. Her outfit was still almost entirely intact and besides her now bare leg and the one quick flash earlier, Mia had dodged a lot of the exposure that had been caused by the game up to this point.

Faith put on the apron and mocked Mia, reminding her who got it for her and when. The duo argued a bit back and forth. Mia was just upset at her destroyed clothing and needed a place to vent. Sophie finally read the insanely suggestive apron that Faith had supposedly got Mia last year for her birthday.

Sophie purred the cat-themed apron’s slogan into Mia from behind, making Mia step across to the corner of the room in a fit of one-year-delayed humiliation. Sophie read the apron aloud, “One Taste And You’ll Crave My Pussycat Platter… Where’d you even get something like that? Holy moly.” Sophie exaggeratedly fanned herself to feign her craving for Mia's ‘pussycat platter’. The apron depicted a large cat chef holding a platter of several baked desserts.

Faith responded, “Oh, I got it online somewhere. The real question is why doesn’t Mia have it hanging in its proper place?” Mia had it hanging in a tiny crack between the counter and the fridge. Only the straps and ‘One Taste’ were visible in that spot. Faith took the magnetized hook that it hung on and placed it in the center of the front of the fridge. She took the apron off and hung it up for all to see. “Much better. Helps with the room’s feng shui,” said Faith, who was happy with her handiwork.

Sophie giggled, then a figurative light bulb lit above her head. “I can’t believe we forgot!” she said as she frantically ran over to her luggage. Sophie bent over and rummaged through it, then her jeans dropped to her ankles. Sophie barely managed to catch Lucy’s tiny panties before they followed suit.

Sophie held up one side of the panties as the other drooped a couple inches below where she wanted them. In her other hand she held a small decorated box and shuffled across the living room to Mia. Two dozen restrained-ankle baby steps later, and Mia was holding her gift. As soon as Sophie had both hands, she bent at the waist and yanked her tight pants back onto her body.

Faith was surprised that they had forgotten as well, and called herself several obscenities as she repeated Sophie’s trip, but on tiptoes. A few seconds of tossing half of her clothes into the corner, and Faith produced a birthday bag. She quickly teetered across the room, and suddenly Mia had another gift in her hands.

Sophie circled the couch to check on Lucy, who was sitting up with her knees to her chest. She was just about to run into her room when Sophie approached.

Lucy had enough time to calm down from her highly-aroused state. Her nipples were still tingling and doing their best to poke through both her shirt and her knees, but at least she was no longer tempted to start going to town on herself.

Sophie helped Lucy up with one hand, and gave her a knowing nod and a wink as they locked eyes. Lucy kept her blouse loosely draped over her torso as she rose to her feet.

Lucy nervously just whispered a thank you and ran into her room. She shut the door and sighed loudly.

Placing her blouse on the bed, she looked down at her still rock hard nipples. They begged for some attention, but Lucy knew that was a slippery slope. She also knew they’d be hard for nearly forever. That was a perk of her minor X-Men nipple play powers, although at the moment that was certainly a downside. The all day buzz was normally kinda fun, but it would certainly come back to bite her during this hours long game.

Luckily, they’d be hidden by her… Lucy looked around, realized she forgot something important, then snuck back into the living room. The three others didn’t immediately notice her and were doing their usual constant banter while sitting on the couch. She kept her arms crossed over her chest and quietly slinked behind the couch to grab her bra.

“C’mon Mia, you gotta open ‘em!” said Faith, “If you’re not gonna open our wonderful thoughtful incredible presents that we put a loooot of love and thought into, then you gotta tell us about the boy next door.”

Sophie chimed in with “Yeah, what she said!”

“Guys, I’m not in the mood for gifts at the moment… And he’s not a boy,” said Mia.

Faith interrupted her with, “Ohhhh, is he a man already? Tell us more.” He did look a bit older than the quartet. They were all within a year or so of Mia’s 25 years of age, and he had looked like a hot thirty-year-old or something.

Mia pushed the gifts into Sophie’s hands. Sophie stood and walked over to place them on the kitchen counter, but her walk quickly turned into a waddle as her full hands didn’t allow her to hold up her pants. The journey was short, though, so she yanked them up in short order and zipped right back to the couch without looking up or making eye contact with anyone.

“Can you at least tell us your true love’s name?” asked Faith, elbowing Mia as she did so.

“Speaking of crushes,” said Mia with a smirk, “Do you have anyone you met recently that you want to tell us about?” She turned to Sophie as she spoke, trying to change the subject off of herself.

Mia meant the jogger lady that Sophie had encountered twice today. Faith and Lucy figured the same. Sophie had another person in mind, and her face turned bright pink as Mia suddenly used Uno Reverse on the whole situation.

Lucy saw Sophie get flustered over the jogger lady, and felt a knot in her stomach that she couldn’t explain. She snatched up the bra and crouch walked back toward her room.

Mia said, “Yeah, doesn’t feel good to get grilled, huh? Can we just move on with the game now? Is Lucy ready yet?” As she said this, she turned to look at Lucy, who stopped in her tracks.

Lucy wasn’t entirely sure why she stopped. It’s just a natural thing to do when you’re nervous and feel like you’re caught doing something you’re not supposed to be doing. Mia’s gaze quickly became everyone’s gaze.

Mia looked so impatient that Lucy was scared for a second that she’d make Lucy continue playing topless. Lucy knew that even Mia wouldn’t make her do that and the other two definitely wouldn’t go along with it, but standing topless with three people staring at you is pretty intense!

Mia asked her, “What are you waiting for?”

Just as Lucy took one more step backwards, unexpected by all, the all-too-familiar noise struck.

P’TIING!

It felt like a million years since that sound happened, even though Lucy’s challenge actually took less than ten total minutes. No one was ready for it.

Like fresh pieces of toast, three cards popped out of the board, and four women popped into the sky.

Sophie jumped halfway out of her pants, but she was quick to yank them back up. Fixing her fallen pants had almost become second nature at this point, since she had probably pulled them up what felt like two hundred times at this point.

Faith was lucky to be fully seated, so her toes weren’t in danger of landing heel-first, but her feet and butt did spring a few inches off the couch. Her legs were spread most of the way open as she did this, and she accidentally did the perfect jump shimmy flop motion to flip her bunched skirt up and then sit right back down on Mia’s comfy white panties. Her skirt just so happened to become a bunched up belt.

Mia was tensely sitting almost in a squat on the edge of the couch with her bare leg crossed over the other. She jumped one-footed with just her clothed leg, but that foot was standing directly on the long ruined legging hanging from the other side. A loud shriiiiip sound could be heard as something happened under her shorts while she jumped. The stretched fabric ripped some more, but no one could tell how much until Mia investigated under her short shorts. Mia wanted to gracefully land, but ended up almost falling off the couch as she “tried” to right herself midair. Her magical clumsiness was getting on her nerves.

Lucy squeaked in surprise and unintentionally threw her bra into the kitchen. She scrambled in there, scooped it up, and scampered into her room while everyone else was dealing with their own problems.

Lucy dressed herself in high gear. No more taking her time. Her hard nipples were hidden by her strapless bra. Her bra was then covered by her white blouse. She buttoned it up, and shifted it under the black bodice. Lucy’s modesty returned to normalcy as she returned to the living room. She was still lacing up her bodice, her dress had less volume to it, and it was still damp from the short shower earlier, but she felt a million times more clothed than a few seconds before.

Faith and Sophie were still dogging Mia over the guy next door as Lucy entered, but they quieted down as they saw her.

An ominous hush fell over the room as Lucy entered. Sophie was sprawled across the ottoman again, so Lucy took her spot on the couch, with a womanspreading Faith in the center, and Mia on the right side. All three of them were so quiet, that Lucy feared the worst. She didn’t dare look, but after a few moments of scrunching her eyes closed, she couldn’t take it anymore.

Lucy opened her eyes and saw… Three bonus cards.

Faith put a hand on Lucy’s shoulder and shouted, “You won!”

Sophie joined in on the celebration with some woo’s and throwing her arms up, although up for her was sideways while laying in her anti-pants-gravity position.

Lucy smiled and said, “I can’t believe you guys did that to me! I thought I lost!”

Even Mia joined in on the celebration a little bit by clapping as three out of four of them laughed and celebrated for a bit. Lucy knew Mia still wasn’t totally on board, but she felt so accepted by the other two girls pranking her like that as one of their own.

Lucy finished fastening her bodice. It normally cinched over her bust, but because it now sat a few inches lower, she pulled it tight around her abs. This accentuated her breasts as they perkily sat just above the edge of the tight black garment. Lucy cringed at this new evolution of her outfit, but she needed to tighten it for dramatic effect, so she couldn’t awkwardly loosen it now.

Lucy dramatically pulled the final strings and tied them together, then said, “Alright. Game face, activate.” She leaned forward and read her three cards aloud to the others.

The three bonus cards were titled ‘Go Fish’, ‘Grace Period’, and ‘Total Turnabout’.