How I became an exhibitionist
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SLUTFEST
By Wyrdey
Bob was delighted by how well the party was shaping up.
The frat house was packed full of the hottest, horniest sluts that he
had ever seen. Wherever you looked, you could see their incredible
bodies spilling from their tiny, sexy outfits. Most of them were already
drunk, but even the more sober ones were going completely wild, dancing
and flaunting themselves wantonly.
He was so glad he'd thought up the idea of SlutFest.
Their fraternity had needed some way of getting people's attention, and
it had been left to Bob to work out how. Parties were old hat by now,
just more of the same old girls and drinks.
They needed something special.
Thinking it through, Bob had finally hit on an idea: a competition to
find the biggest slut on campus.
Money was no problem - many of their members had billionaire parents.
When the news had gotten around that the sluttiest girl would win a
$10,000 prize, more girls had lined up than Bob had even dared to hope.
The preliminaries had been going on for weeks now - a parade of wet t-
shirt contests, amateur strip-offs, and competitions to see which girl
could wear the least clothing everywhere for a whole week.
It had been wonderful. Their fraternity was soon the talk of the town.
Bob had only heard one complaint. That weird Goth girl, Annaliese, had
stormed up to him one day and spent fifteen minutes screaming at him
about how degrading to women it all was. Bob had just laughed and told
her that she could still win if she just put her mind to it.
She had eventually stalked off, but not before she had given him the
most chilling glare that he had ever seen.
But tonight all his plans had come to fruition. The top-rated girls had
all been invited to a party at the frat house - one girl to each member.
In the course of the evening, the fraternity members would cast votes
for who they thought the winner should be, which would then be announced
the following day.
The girls had known what was expected of them, and had really gone all
out. They would probably be arrested if they had worn those clothes
anywhere else.
The entire evening, each one had been desperately trying to out-slut the
others, parading around, exposing themselves, letting themselves be
groped, performing sexual favours for whoever would have them...
It had been a good evening.
Looking around, Bob could see that it would just get better. The last of
the girl's inhibitions were slipping away as the drinks had their
effect.
Garry was watching a girl doing a very sexy pole dance on one of the
tables provided just for that.
Marcus and Rod were cheering for two girls jelly wrestling in the
special arena.
Bob's eyes were suddenly drawn to a laughing girl running through the
room. She had obviously dived into one of the hot-tubs fully clothed and
was now prancing around, dripping wet, her clothes almost totally
transparent against her incredible body.
She came over too him, cooing sexily as she tried to stay upright.
She was obviously very drunk.
Bob smiled at her and was about to lead her into one of the empty rooms
when...
He saw a movement out of the corner of his eye.
Glancing out the window, he suddenly noticed Annaliese standing on the
front lawn.
She was dressed in a black cloak and had a peculiar gleam in her eye.
Reaching into her cloak, she suddenly pulled out a long staff with what
looked like a precious gem mounted on top of it. She lifted it high
above her head, her lips seeming to move, as if she was reciting
something...
Suddenly time froze.
In and around the frat house, nothing moved. Everyone stood stock still,
frozen.
Then their arms began to move, slowly, stiffly, as if their owners were
not aware of their movement.
While their faces remained as motionless as everything else, trapped in
that split second of time, their hands pulled at their clothes.
Mechanically, everyone began to undress: the girls passing their clothes
to the nearest guy, the guys passing their clothes to the nearest girl,
as they swapped.
The girls pulled up boxer shorts and Y-fronts.
The boys struggled into scanty lingerie, stretching lacy panties tightly
around the cheeks of their buttocks, tying up little g-strings,
fastening big padded push-up bras around their chests.
The girls slid comfortably into jeans.
The boys pulled fishnets and sheer pantihose up their legs, and wiggled
into tiny little skirts and cut-offs that left their asses bare and sexy
underwear visible.
The girls donned loose-fitting t-shirts and jackets.
The boys squeezed themselves into revealing little crop-tops, bikinis,
boob tubes and see-through blouses.
The girls slid their feet into sneakers.
The boys crammed their aching feet into six-inch heels.
The girls fastened big, expensive wristwatches onto their arms.
The boys hung dangly earrings from the holes that had suddenly appeared
in their ears, and slid piercings into their bellybuttons, tongues, and
other areas. They looped necklaces around their necks, pushed rings onto
their fingers and toes, and put bracelets around their arms and legs.
Some of the girls put on caps.
The boys primped up their hair with ribbons and clips.
The girls removed their makeup and passed the boys their handbags.
The boys drenched themselves in perfume, several forced tampons up their
asses, and they quickly and expertly smothered their faces with whorish
make-up.
And then, when all the boys were pretty, things suddenly began moving
again.
Garry leapt onto a table, giggling as did an expert pole-dance. He
blushed with pleasure at the whistles and catcalls that he got from the
girls, and finally just stood there, bending over, wiggling his ass
sexily.
He tittered to himself, loving the way that his cute little skirt flew
up and showed off his big pretty bum. He reached back and
enthusiastically spanked himself to roars of approval.
Marcus and Rod began madly kissing and squeezing at one another,
occasionally glancing over to make sure the girls had noticed. Faking
soft little moans, they fell back into the jelly and thrashed around,
purring in mock pleasure as they rubbed their hands sensuously up and
down one another's jelly-streaked bodies.
Their sounds of pleasure became more authentic as they began to fondle
the funny little soft mounds beginning to push up from beneath their
slutty little tops.
The girls laughed and whistled at the boys.
One whipped the tiny little skirt off a boy as he minced passed,
revealing his big round girlish ass cheeks bulging from his skanky
little panties. He cooed and demurely covered himself, his heavily made-
up eyes wide with coy surprise.
The girls took turns pinching and slapping his jiggling ass as he did a
pretty little dance for them, his painted lips still pushed into a sexy
little 'O' of fake shock.
Bob stood swaying and giggling in his tiny little wet clothes. He turned
as a girl grabbed his arm. Purring in expectation, he was lead up the
stairs and into a little room.
Without much in the way of preliminaries, the girl dropped her pants.
Bob murmured in delight and licked his lips at the huge, erect member
thrust out before him. It seemed to somehow get even bigger as he
watched.
He giggled and rubbed at his lacy little panties, loving the sudden
warm, shrinking feeling coming from inside them.
He dropped to his knees, moaning in anticipation, and enthusiastically
crammed the dick into his mouth. As he gave her an expert blow-job, his
lipstick being smeared along her shaft by his big, swollen lips, he
ripped open his revealing little crop-top and rubbed at his chest. The
big, soft things swelling there felt so nice when they were squeezed. He
looked meekly up and wondered if the big, juicy boy would like to have a
turn later.
No matter, he thought as he pulled his top off entirely, there were lots
and lots of other yummy boys downstairs.
He was very happy. Now that they had won that money and shown that their
sorority was full of the biggest sluts on campus, there would always be
lots of big, hard boys wanting to come over and play.
Bobbi was delighted by how well their party was going. She moaned in
ecstasy as she gulped down mouthful after mouthful of delicious cum.
This yummy boy was so juicy!
She giggled to herself.
They'd have to have another party tomorrow!
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