Star Venturers (closed – PM before joining)

[Wolk]

Steve

OOC: Sorry this is a bit short. There simply isn't much for my character to do right now. :OOC

Steve fumbled with the sabers and the computers for a while. The ancient interfaces were weird, and he barely rememberd when he last used anything like a Spectrum, let alone how exactly they worked. Still, it was coming back to him slowly.

His attention was brought back by the footsteps as someone else entered the room. He turned to see, finding a pretty asian girl. Well, he figured that later, anyway, because being a man, his gaze started scanning her from bottom to top, following the beautiful legs. Naturally, he got stuck for a while at her pelvis, where the tiny skirt teased to reveal her sex, stopping just below it. If he lowered his head a bit, he could see it, but that would be pathetic. He didn't.

Steve's eyes finished following her, stopping at the pretty face. He smiled, looking into her eyes and nodded. Then, he turned away and went back to playing with the hardware.

 

[Veryknowing]

“Mike” Stryker - maximum geekiness

As he led Trey, Andy, and Andy’s Asian girlfriend through the house to the loungeroom, Mike kept glancing back at the Asian girl. She was too pretty to be ignored, small, and cute as a doll.

How the fuck did Andy score a chic like her???

Mike wanted to perve on her more, but didn’t want to be obvious about it. He led them into the loungeroom, and watched as Trey immediately set himself up with his grinder and “stuff”.

"Man, you've got a great set up for watching TV, man."


Mike simply shook his head, and was amazed at the practiced speed as Trey started preparing his fun. Then he saw that Peter had been working still on trying to connect the light-poles to the Spectrum. Mike went over and plonked down the big old computer that he was carrying and the bag of cables.

“Hey, dude”, Mike commented, “You got it wired up fast! This is the PC with the emulator software on it that I told you about. Believe it or not, this an Osborne portable PC. See”, Mike added, opening the top up, “It has a built-in handle, keyboard, and a little phosphor screen.”

"This is going to be great", he heard Trey say behind him, “I can't wait till we get to the part where the guy in Black tells the Jedi guy that he's really his father. "

Mike glanced back in surprise as Trey was making a big puff of smoke.

"Oh, are we watching Star Wars then?" , Andy’s Asian girlfriend asked out loud.

No wonder she’s with Andy, Mike thought.

“Uh, no, not quite”, he said, putting one hand over his eyes and shaking his head.

Mike felt that he just wasn’t upto making a big deal of explaining about the show to people like that.

“Um, yeah, anyway, if any of you want a drink there’s plenty of beer in the fridge, a wine cask, and soft drinks as well”, Mike said, “And, uh, I’ve already ordered lots of pizza. Oh yeah, there’s also some Thai food on the table in the kitchen as well.”

Mike then started helping Peter out with the cables, and got the Osborne running the emulator as well. There wasn’t much more to do, and soon everything was plugged in. Then he noticed that a couple of cables that he had could also link the Osborne to the Spectrum, and a couple more could link the Osborne to the Betamax VCR. Cooool!

Wonder what will happen with that then?

Well, if it’s not going to do anything, no problem, but it’ll still look as if it’s doing something, Mike figured.

“You want to do the honors?”, Mike asked Peter, indicating the VCR and TV with a nod of his head, "I've got the first videotape already loaded."

He happened to glance over at Andy’s Asian girlfriend again, and swore that he could almost see up her short mini.

 

[Tanuki]

Amy Stryker

Amy watched in awe as her friend Angie pried open the bars over her window to squeeze through. Angie was a slender girl, but she was so strong. What made the sight even stranger to see was Angie's long-skirted dress - something her grandmother picked out, no doubt. Then Amy cried out as Angie suddenly slipped through, and almost lost her balance, grabbing hold of the drainpipe. Quickly, like a cat, Angie scrambled down the pipe to her side on the ground.

"Nice outfit," Amy heard her friend say as they both looked up at the window, "We better run....My Mom was trying to get into my room."

Amy's marveled at how fast her friend could run in the long skirt, and she took off at a run to keep up. Angie didn't slow down until they were all the way to Amy's front door. Then she turned and said, "Thanks for coming to get me." Amy didn't respond, she just reached out and gave her friend a big hug.

"Missed you while I was away at school," she said with a warm smile. "Nobody understands me like you do . . . the girls there all think I'm a stuck-up bitch!" Amy looked pained for just a moment, then with an embarrassed look, she shrugged and turned to open the door with her key and let Angie go in. As they passed by the kitchen she retrieved her hair brush. She had to brush out her damp hair before it got too tangled. As she struggled with her hair, she turned to look at Angie again. Her friend had grown even more beautiful since she saw her last, but her hair and the way she carried herself gave her a tomboyish look. Amy wrinkled her nose at her friend's dress.

"Angie! What are you wearing?" she said with an exaggerated sigh. "You want to borrow something?"

Then the girls heard some chatter from the TV room and she gestured, "My stupid brother and his friends are having a party to watch some sci-fi show, they're really excited. Wanna go see what they're up to? You can change first if you want to . . . "

She tried to act nonchalant, but inside Amy was worried she might miss the beginning of the show.

 

[MaidenHeart]

Marianne Serurier

It had been a long time since Marianne had seen her friend, Amy. Months at least, but they kept in touch by phone sometimes and kept promising to meet when their schedules coincided, but in four months, they never did. So, when Marianne was sitting in the bus on her way home and spotted Amy and another girl running all out down the street, Marianne was very tempted to get off the bus at the next stop and discover what the big deal was about.

Maybe, she thought, Amy and the other girl were in trouble.

Until the next stop, Marianne debated with herself, not sure what to do, but when the bus pulled to a halt at the next bustop, Marianne got off on impulse. As the bus pulled away, she decided to dial up Amy on her cellphone and ask whether everthing was okay.

"Hi, Amy?", Marianne asked as soon as Amy answered the phone, "I just saw you running like you had a ghost on your tail. Is everything okay? I haven't seen you for ages but I'm in the neighbourhood."

 

[Drinking Cap]

Trey

Trey leaned back on the couch, the once long blunt in his hand now little more than a nub. He was really feeling it now. He leaned over to his right and began talking.

"No, you see, what I'm saying, right, is that the universe is big. Right? And I don't mean big like, you know, Los Angeles is really big but I mean like 'big' big. Right? So I mean, like there are galaxies and galaxies and galaxies and, sure, like in our galaxy we've got like nothing really cool and no spaceships and no lightsabres and we've got republicans and stuff but in other galaxies, I bet this shit is all real, right?"

Trey thought about this for a second before resuming his conversation.

"And maybe there, right, in between their crazy space fighter battles they watch, you know, shows about places like earth. You know, their life is so crazy and cool that to, you know, chill out they watch like earth-fiction where like people buy groceries and make out with their girlfriends and go drinking."

"Of course, mind you, I guess you'd probably want to watch exciting stuff too. So maybe their science-fiction is even, like, crazier than ours with, like, huge Godzilla monsters having, like, crazy lightsabre battles but, like, instead of just having sword fights they're throwing them at each other and doing crazy tricks and stuff." Trey said this as he was cracking up. Expecting the vague, fuzzy shape of the person he was talking with to crack up as well. It wasn't until he got over his fits of the giggles that he realized the person he was talking to had, in fact, been the large potted houseplant next to the couch.

At first Trey was slightly embarrassed but then, you know, he started thinking. Didn't they say it was good to talk to plants? They live, right? Maybe this plant likes science fiction, Trey thought. Wait a second, what if the plant hated Trey for smoking some of his friends?

This thought bothered Trey immensely as he relaxed on the couch. He really hoped the pizza would show up soon.

 

[ImpWizard]

"Andy" Peterson

"Yeah, man, but like I was reading this book and it was saying that, like, Time is all relative, right?"

The words by Trey were easily ignored by Andy at the time that the doper was saying them, but for some reason they kept coming back to Andy during the playing of the video of the first episode of the Star Venturers third season. He sat down on a sofa for awhile with Mei at his side, her skirt creeping up shorter and revealing a lot of thigh, hinting at revealing glimpses of more than just that.

It is the dawn of the 21st Century... the opening intro of the TV show went, and it occurred to Andy that right now, they were all living in the dawn of the 21st Century.

....We have reached for the stars and found that we are not alone. Out there among the stars are wondrous mysteries and ancient alien civilizations, strange exotic creatures and fantastic worlds of adventure....

"There probably are some fantastic things out in space", Andy commented to Mei, "While we ruin things for ourselves here on Earth."

Somebody said, "shhh" and Andy was quiet for a bit.

...and going further than anyone has ever dared before….

Yeah, Andy thought, noticing the innuendo and thinking as he saw the skimpy little skirts of the female crew on the fictional starship, Maybe I should be more daring too...

He put a hand on Mei's bare thigh.

 

[Iced_Cherry]

Mei Lau

After the video was started by one of the geeky guys (the less geeky one who had almost glimpsed up her skirt before), Mei realised with embarrassment that she must've sounded like a total bimbo when fell for the comment about Star Wars. At first she thought that the TV show that was being played was one of the ripoffs of Star Trek, but the quality was lot higher than that. The space scenery was dramatic, using real photos of nebulae and some very well done artwork. At first glance the show was tacky, but as Mei watched, she began to notice that the props and costumes looked very well made, almost real.

She'd never seen or even heard of this "Star Venturers" before, but became quite engrossed in the very first episode she'd ever seen. Somebody, one of the geeks, had mentioned that it was part of the show's "lost" third season that had never been broadcast on television. The skirts worn by the female crew members were very seventies SF looking, very short skimpy things, and their tops bounced and moved as if their breasts were unconfined by any bras underneath the thin fabric. Mei felt an odd stirring of interest watching them, and the feeling surprised her.

She'd never been interested in girls that way before. Well, there was one girl in high school that she had a crush on, but nothing ever happened of it. She noticed there was an odd flicker out of the corner of her eye, and glanced at the dimmed light poles that were placed in corners of the room as if ready for a disco later on. They were wired to some old looking computers and to the huge old style video-player, but didn't seemed to be turned on.

Then the flicker in the corner of her eye happened again, and a warmth suddenly tingled through her pussy and deep inside her. It was so strong that Mei bit her lip and closed her eyes for a long moment with a quiet whimper. Suddenly she was feeling very randy. When she opened her eyes, Mei noticed that her new friend, Andy, had placed one hand on her thigh - a little too high.

She glanced down at her drink then with suspicion. Andy had handed it to her before, and now Mei worried if he'd spiked it with something. Would Andy do such a thing? He seemed like a nice guy, but she'd only known him for a week.

Nervous suddenly, and embarrassed by the tingling heat inside her, Mei lifted Andy's hand off her thigh and stood up.

"I'm just going to the kitchen", she said in excuse, "Do you want anything? A snack maybe?"

She nodded and then hurried out of the room, as the odd flicker occurred again. Her pussy tightened and throbbed then, her panties suddenly moistened with the flood of juices at her crotch. She'd seen the light-poles glow softly for a fraction of a moment that time, but it was too brief to be sure. It never occurred to her that there might be any kind of connection with how she was feeling.

In the kitchen, Mei tipped her drink down the sink and poured herself a couple of glasses of water.

Oh gawd, I'm wet down there, she thought, noticing how her panties squelched as if soaked already.

She could still easily hear the TV show playing in the loungeroom.

"...Yes, Captain.."
"Plot a course for the trailing trojan point, Ms Yoo"
"Aye, aye, Captain"
"We'll make our jump from there...."
"All hands, prepare for jump, Ladies, let's hope we don't lose our panties this time..."
"What was that, Captain?"
"Nothing, just a saying....and a sincere prayer"

Panties? Mei repeated in her mind, Mine are soaked enough as it is!

She drank her glass of water as she leaned against the doorway between the kitchen and the loungeroom, and kept her thighs closed together tightly.

There was another flicker, this time brighter, and pussy juice literally flooded her panties then, squeezed out as her internal muscles spasmed in the sudden flaring of lustful need. It was too much, and Mei very nearly dropped her glass. A little bit of wetness trickled past the edge of her panties, which were already too wet to cope, to dribble ever so slowly down the topmost part of her inner thighs.

 

[Tanuki]

Amy Stryker

Amy was just entering the TV room with Angie when her cell phone buzzed. "Angie," she whispered, "I got a call, if you want to change, just go up to my room and help yourself, k?" Seeing Angie nod, she smiled and then turned back toward the kitchen and answered the phone.

"Hi, Amy?", said a voice that Amy instantly recognized. "I just saw you running like you had a ghost on your tail. Is everything okay? I haven't seen you for ages but I'm in the neighbourhood."

"Marianne?? Hey!!" squealed Amy. She hadn't seen her friend in months, since the last school break. "How are you? Wait, you're close by? Come over, right away! We're having a little party!" Then she leaned in close and said in a low voice, "There are all these hot guys here, wow!" Amy stiffled a laugh at her trick as she heard Marianne gasp on the other end. "You gotta come over, there's too many for me to handle!" She covered the phone this time as she giggled out loud. She and Marianne always played tricks on each other, and they usually worked, since they were both so gullible. "Ok, gotta go, just come in when you get here. I can't wait to see you!" Amy hung up the phone, and almost skipped into the other room. All her girlfriends were going to be here, she was so excited.

The TV was already on, the jerks had started the show without her. Of course her brother didn't know she cared about Star Venturers, she reminded herself. Arrayed around the room were Mike and his friends: the cute one Steve (she scowled at his back); the Pothead, whatever his name was, over there talking to her mom's plant, and then . . . Oh my god! thought Amy, as she saw the Save the World geek Andy, sitting on the couch with his hand on the bare thigh of the cutest Asian girl. She looked Chinese, and Amy felt a twinge of jealousy . . . she thought Chinese women were so beautiful. Then the girl suddenly got up to walk to the kitchen. She had a nice body. And she was dressed really sexy and stylish, making Amy look down at her own much longer skirt in despair.

And what in the world is that girl doing with skinny little Geek Boy over there? she thought, shaking her head. She'd have to talk to the girl and get the story. She headed for the kitchen.

On the way, she walked past some weird blue light pole, and it flashed at her. Amy jumped, as she felt something funny in her belly, like a tingling. Oh god, is that thing like a microwave? she thought, taking a wide path around it. She didn't want her insides scrambled by one of her brother's weird toys.

 

[Lovelynice]

“Angie” Momoiro

Angie enjoyed the big hug that Amy gave her, and hugged back tightly, liking the shape of her friend’s curvaceous body and the feel of the nice fabrics of Amy’s clothes.

"Missed you while I was away at school", Amy said to her with a warm smile. "Nobody understands me like you do . . . the girls there all think I'm a stuck-up bitch!

“They’re just jealous that you’re better at being bitchy than they are!”, Angie replied jokingly, “Besides, I don’t think that you’re stuck up at all!”

Entering the Stryker family’s house was always a thrill to Angie, as the house was so beautiful inside. The crystal chandeliers were gorgeous, and the house was larger by double that of where Angie lived with her mother and grandparents. She heard the TV going as they passed by the kitchen, and could hear the occasional noises of many people in the TV room beyond. When Amy quickly stepped into the kitchen to retrieve her hairbrush, Angie blushed a little in embarrassment. She’d been in such a rush, Angie hadn’t had the chance to even brush her own hair before getting out of the house. It was probably wild looking, although someone once said that she looked good that way.

“Fae like a faerie’s”, the boy had said, Angie remembered the boy who had said he was into fairy tales and talked a lot about old Celtic legends of the Other World.

A strange chill went down her spine…like a premonition, but Angie was unsure as to why.

"Angie! What are you wearing?" Amy said with an exaggerated sigh, and wrinkling her nose with a big act, "You want to borrow something?"

Angie glanced down at the long frumpy skirt, and noticed that she’d torn her top a little too. The clothes weren’t her choice at all, and looked as if they were from another era.

“I think you’re right”, she agreed, “Lucky we’re close to the same size…”

The noise of the TV and some guys cheering about something that had just happened suddenly grew loud enough to be distracting. Angie raised one eyebrow in curiosity.

"My stupid brother and his friends are having a party to watch some sci-fi show, they're really excited. Wanna go see what they're up to? You can change first if you want to . . . " , Amy said.

“Oh…I think that maybe I should take you up on the clothing offer”, Angie answered, “Even just some jeans and a T would be nice to wear…but let’s check out what they’re upto in there first.”

Angie followed her very pretty friend into the kitchen and through to the TV room from the rear of the room, and was surprised at all the pizzas and Thai food that was on the kitchen table. On the widescreen TV there was a science-fiction show, somehow familiar, but Angie couldn’t remember where she’d seen it before. The costumes and set were very stylish, and the girls were all very sexy in their surprisingly short mini-mini skirts. The men looked tough, capable, and so unlike the soft sensitive politically-correct male characters that were on TV these days. Angie guessed that the TV show was an old one, from the sixties or seventies. The music and the space scenes were very well done.

Angie was surprised while watching the TV show, when she overheard the female captain of the starship being addressed by one of the show's characters as “Captain Angel Momoiro…”

That’s really spooky, Angie thought, She has almost the same name as me….what a strange coincidence!

"Angie", Amy whispered when her cellphone buzzed, "I got a call, if you want to change, just go up to my room and help yourself, k?"

“Oh!...Okay then”, Angie replied with a nod, “I’ll go upstairs now then…See ya in a minute, hey!”

Angie left the TV room and went out the other door back to the hallway, being careful to avoid the weird guy who was talking to a pot plant. He wasn’t bad looking though…for a nutter. She glanced back and was surprised to see a very cute, exotically beautiful Asian girl sitting on the couch next to one of Amy’s geeky brother’s friends. Her eyes were caught long enough by the girl’s beauty that Angie nearly bumped into the corner of the door as she left the room.

Much later, after having changed into one of Amy’s tight jeans and wearing one of the few tops that Amy owned that didn’t look too girly-girly for Angie’s tastes (she was always embarrassed when she wore very feminine and too sexy clothes), Angie returned to the TV room and then wandered through to look for Amy.

There was a faint flicker of light from somewhere, and suddenly Angie felt a little tingle inside her. She felt warmer somehow, but didn’t pay much heed to it. She found Amy was still in the kitchen, chatting with the Chinese girl and another girl that Angie didn’t know. Then another tingling warmth shot through her inside, and Angie gasped as heat and wetness seemed to melt within her. The sensation was like being turned on like a switch, and she felt…wanting something…

There was another flicker of light somewhere just as Angie entered the kitchen, but she barely noticed it as the very distracting feeling of hot, burning, tingling, and swelling emptiness inside made Angie crave she knew not what exactly. She needed something or somebody, and her panties were becoming very wet. Too wet. She clenched her thighs close together, rubbing them against each other as she paused in the doorway to the kitchen and made a soft little noise under her breath.

Trying to distract herself from the intense feeling, Angie greeted the other girls in the kitchen.

“Hi…um…Has the girls club meeting started without me then?”, she asked jokingly, and nodding at the introductions.

Everyone chatted a bit, while Angie poured herself a glass of orange juice from the refrigerator (which was packed with cola and beer). The hot wetness at the crotch of her panties was becoming more distracting though. She occassionally squirmed and rubbed her thighs together in frustration, but tried to act normal. Her nipples poked out swollen and visibly displaying their positions through the T-shirt even in spite of her bra.

Funny how Amy and the other two girls are all looking…well…flushed, embarrassed…I wonder why?, Angie thought.

There was that odd flickering light again, from behind her, and Angie bit her lip to hold back her impulsive whimper. Her pussy was unmistakeably flooding with the wetness of her arousal. Hot wet trickles soaked her panties right through in moments and started dribbling down both her inner thighs. Her panties were sodden at the crotch, and Angie almost moved her hands to clutch at herself as if trying to hold the lustful heat in check.

Worried that the other girls would think she was acting too bizarre, Angie glanced around at the other girls’ reactions and then realised that they were acting as embarrassed as she was. Everyone was blushing and panting. They were all moving in similarly nervous ways too.

Nobody said a thing about it though, as if they were all too embarrassed to admit it. They just sort of shared a look. Mostly confusion. Angie decided to say nothing about it as well. It was too embarrassing anyway. Maybe it was just coincidence, she tried to tell herself, not really believing the explanation.

“So, um, can somebody tell me what that TV show is about?”, Angie asked, pretending nonchalance as a trickle ran down her left inner thigh.

I’m going to have to change my panties, Angie worried, blushing hotly.

.

 

[Wolk]

Steve

Steve finished hooking everything up, and soon the whole elaborate system of old an VCR, TV, ancient computers and weird pole toys, not to mention a good hundred feet of cables, was ready to function as one. Or so he hoped.

The tapes were poped in and much to his delight and tinkerer's satisfaction the picture appeared on the screen. It looked conspiciously like the introductions to the season two episodes he had seen some time before.

But his attention was immediately dragged back to the poles, that came alive, just barely, as the intros started flowing. Steve emitted a soft "hmm" and turned his attention to those. At least while the credits were going, he wasn't sacrificing anything by not watching. Perhaps those might excite the most hardcore fans who'd watch if their favorite star made it to the third season. Personally, Steve didn't know almost any actor by name. Space travel was cool, skimpy clothes and free, bouncy boobs on gorgeous women were even more cool. That was the extent of his interest in the show. But, of course, Star Venturers had it all in prodigious quantities, and Steve grew somewhat attached to the show.

He punched in a few keystrokes into the computer, trying to see if they do anything. There was no interface to the poles - that remained on whatever computer was originally used. So, Steve had to figure it the hard, old-fashioned way. He moved to the emulator - the newer computer offered more ease of use. It only took a few minutes to throw together a simple program that would send signals to whatever pins in the Spectrum port he wanted. Steve quickly tested it and transferred it to the ancient computer. By hand.

By then the show has started going, but it would take a tractor-trailer to pull Steve away from an unfinished program. He just glanced at the screen once in a while and grinned as both elements he looked for were there.

Playing with the signals, Steve soon figured out some controls to the poles. He could make them glow a little more or a little less, could make them pulsate - lightly or strongly, could change the color by manipulating three signals he determined to be red, green and blue.

Satisfied for the time being, Steve settled the poles to glow a very dim shade of aqua, making the room look beautifully soft, like the inside of an aquarium tunnel. Leaving it so, he got up, thirsty.

The action on the TV screen was flowing little by little, but Steve hoped he could figure out whatever he missed. If not, he'd have to bug someone when they take a break. He went to the kitchen.

"Oh, hi, girls."

He just noticed the trio that has taken refuge there. His eyes were drawn to Angie's chest. Nicely outlined by the fabric with big, beautiful nipples poking out unmistakably, it was no wonder his eyes stayed there a little longer than was decent. But Steve regained himself, even as he felt his cock stir slightly at the sight. The scent! He smelled something unmistakably pleasant and arousing, but couldn't quite tell what it was. Suddenly, he found himself wanting to fuck and fuck hard. Maybe bend these girls one after another over the kitchen counter and...

Yeah, right! Like that was ever going to happen.

He grabbed himself a cold soda from the fridge and looked at the three girls again. All were flushed and looked... strange.

"You guys alright?"

He wondered if there was some gas in the air. How could the three be flushed at the same time. Unless they were about to go for some hot lesbo fun when he came it. But that, again, is to be filed under the "yeah, right!" category.

Nonetheless, he gently pushed his way past Angie and Amy, eyes lighting as their chests brushed his front and back at the same time. Reaching out, he opened the window and stepped back, feeling much to his surprise the girls' bodies rub against him again. He'd think they'd get out of the way for the second time, even if they didn't think of it the first time. They couldn't want to be touching so with him, after all. Right?

He looked at them, slightly puzzled, with a light smile.

 

[MaidenHeart]

Marianne Serurier

After hanging up, Marianne put her cellphone back in her handbag and started walking to Amy Stryker's house. She was so looking forward to seeing Amy again; it had been literally ages since they could last spend any time together! Her highheels clicked on the pavement, and she worried for a moment about appearing too formal for the party that Amy had mentioned.

Hot guys, huh? Maybe Amy was pulling her leg, but just in case, Marianne unbuttoned the top three buttons of her creamy blouse and opened her navy blue jacket. When she reached the front door of the Stryker family's house, Marianne was happy to learn it was unlocked as Amy had promised. She pushed the door open and walked straight in, closing the door behind her.

For a moment, she felt a warm tingling between her thighs that was kind of nice. It didn't full go away, but Marianne dismissed it as just anticipation.

Party? Where was the music? Marianne shook her head and made a mirthful little smile; Amy had been pulling her leg afterall. There probably weren't any hot guys either. Once she reached the doorways to the TV room and the kitchen, the sounds of a loud TV show with very dramatic music grabbed her attention. She opened the door to the TV room and peeked in, spotting a few guys lounging around and watching some kind of Star Trek style show on the big TV.

There was flickering light for a moment from the strange poles set up in the corners of the room, but before Marianne had a chance to think much about how weird the poles looked, there was an explosion of heat and need in her womb. Her lovehoney flowed as the warm tingling spread and tickled. She rubbed her thighs together and clutched tightly at the doorhandle to stop from falling.

Not really thinking that there was a connection to how she felt, Marianne tried to look around for Amy and spotted her friend standing just inside the doorway to the kitchen, talking to a very pretty Chinese girl who was wearing a very interesting outfit with lots of zippers.

Marianne strolled over while trying to pretend that the heat between her thighs was only a temporary thing. There was no way that she was going to admit to it. Her knickers were sodden already. It was embarrassing, and she wished that she'd brought a spare.

"Hi Amy", Marianne greeted her friend, "Thanks for the invite."

She also greeted the beautiful Chinese girl and found out her name was Mei. The three girls made small talk, and then another girl entered the kitchen.

“Hi…um…Has the girls club meeting started without me then?”, the new girl greeted them.

She was introduced as Angie, and Marianne was surprised at her beauty. Looking around, she noticed that all four of them were what others would call either very pretty or beautiful. All were exotic too in some way.

There was another flicker of light, and Marianne squirmed and tried hard to not wriggle too obviously. Her knickers were suddenly as wet as if her pussy had released a flash flood of her arousal.

“So, um, can somebody tell me what that TV show is about?”, the half-Japanese girl has asked.

Marianne shook her head, and replied, "Oh, I don't know. Just that it's a seventies sci-fi series."

The TV room was now suddenly lit by the constant aqua-shade glow of the poles in the corners of the room.

Oh God, she felt like jelly legs just then. The heat inside continued to increase, warming up, making her wetter inside as she watched the poles glow a constant aqua shade. One of Amy's brother's friends entered the kitchen and greeted them with a simple "Oh, hi, girls."

He wasn't that bad looking, but Marianne still thought it odd that with the way she was feeling right then how she caught herself perving on his tight buns as went to the refrigerator to get a drink.

"You guys alright?", the guy asked as he was about to leave.

"Yeah, we're - um - fine, girl talk", Marianne said, hoping he'd hurry along back to watching his silly TV series.

She watched as he squeezed past Angie and Amy who both appeared - distracted.

 

[Veryknowing]

“Mike” Stryker - geek ultima

After Steve did the honors of starting the video, Mike sat back in his fave armchair and chilled on the good vibes. It was a real kick to have so many other people watching the beginning of the "lost" third season of Star Venturers, and Mike just soaked in the atmosphere for awhile. He'd already seen this first episode when he found out what he'd scored earlier that day, so Mike was a little easier distracted than he usually would've been. His eyes tended to wander, taking in how others in the room were reacting to the show. He was disappointed that all the girls had left for the kitchen before the episode was half way through. He noticed that Steve was still fiddling with the programming on the PCs, and that Steve had found a way to make the lightpoles work. Mostly they just flickered, but after awhile, Steve got them to glow a constant aqua.

The shade was very familar to Mike. It was the same exact shade of aqua as the CX-drive in the UNSS Pathfinder's engine room used to glow on the TV show. Cool!

Hey, maybe those poles were props from the Engineering set!

Mike stood up, and walked over to one of the poles. As he walked, there seemed to be a weird tension in the air, the faint smell of ozone. The hairs on his arms and the back of his neck tingled as a static electricity charge grew in the air. Mike thought about mentioning this to Steve, but his friend had gone to the kitchen and was out of sight.

Mike felt a stirring in his pants too, and frowned.

On the TV behind him, Captain Angel Momoiro was announcing preparations for the next "jump". As always, little glowing balls of light and sparkles appeared in the air, drifting around as the Pathfinder's CX-drive charged up. Mike thought it was a cool SFX trick, because the little lightballs shone light on the set props and actors as well. They weren't just an overlay on the image in a normal way. He'd always wondered how they did that, and like other Star Venturers fans, Mike was convinced that the show’s chief SFX technician, “Dr James McGinley” had been a true genius.

A little glowing sparkle floated past his right arm, and made Mike jump back in surprise.

Where'd that come from?

Then he glanced around and saw that there were more. Increasing numbers of strange glowing balls of light and little sparkles in the air. The room was filled with them. They were swirling around and drifting and floated into and out of the kitchen. Mike looked around and stared, marvelling at the scene.

"Wow!", he exclaimed, "Hey, Steve! You must've found out how to turn those poles on properly!"

There was a very familiar sound too, but it could've been only the TV show. It was just like that sound when the CX-drive was being activated.

On the TV, the tough XO, Mick Stryker made the announcement, "Attention...Jump commencing in T-minus 5 minutes, this is going to be a big one."

Mike glanced at the TV then looked back towards the kitchen just in time to see one of his sister's friends, Angie, lose all her clothes.

Literally. There was an aqua glow around her, then suddenly she was nude from top to toe - not even wearing shoes or jewellery. Her clothing had disappeared. It was instant. Too fast for her to immediately realise what had happened. She looked way better than Mike had even dreamed in his fantasies.

There was an explosion in the kitchen then, smoke poured out. Girls squealing. They all came running out, and they were all naked. They also looked way better than Mike had ever seen girls look before. Maybe they'd all lost their clothes at the same time, or maybe Angie was the first one and the others seconds later (?). They also acted as if they couldn't cover themselves properly, not even with their hands. Mike was surprised to see that his sister and all of her friends had no pussy hair, and they were all huge breasted (double-Ds at least...wow!) with incredibly long legs, rounded prominent ass-cheeks, and narrow waists. They all had such exotically beautiful faces too, with full lips, sparkling eyes with "come hither" looks, and waist-length luxurious long hair. They ran on tip-toe, on the balls of their feet, with heels high off the ground.

Mike had the very strong urge to grab them, molest them, fuck them if he could. His dick swelled to iron hardness in moments.

The girls acted as if they could feel soft invisible touches in private places, and made lots of funny sounds.

I must be dreaming this. Gotta be.

But it seemed to be a perfectly good thing that the girls were completely naked. Not normal. Just a good thing that was right and as it should be. Yet at the same time, Mike knew that it was very strange. It was as if two contradictory facts were struggling for dominance in his mind.

With great difficulty, Mike pulled his thoughts away from wanting to chase the naked girls as they ran out of the TV room, and remembered the explosion and smoke in the kitchen. He rushed into the kitchen to find out what was the cause, and saw that the fridge was open and everytime a cola bottle was touched by one of the glowing balls of light, the bottles puffed and popped. The smoke was steam from boiled softdrinks. The girls' clothing was nowhere in sight, it had completely disappeared - even their shoes!

On the TV, the tough XO of the UNSS Pathfinder, Mick Stryker made the announcement, "Jump commencing in T-minus two minutes...."

By this time, the girls were discovering that they couldn't put on anything that covered them at all - and neither could they hide their nakedness with even a cushion or a towel or a magazine.

Swirling galaxies of glowing balls and sparkling little lights now floated through the entire house, but were less visible in the more brightly lit rooms. They did very little at all to the males in the house, passing through flesh unfelt, but whenever the sparkles touched the girls, the girls grew wetter inside, increasingly hotter with lustful desire. While the thoughts of the men seemed to be felt as touches and caresses and other things by the girls, though the girls themselves didn't yet know the source of the ghostly sensations that they sometimes felt as too real.

 

[ImpWizard]

"Andy" Peterson

Andy was starting to feel rather encouraged while he was watching the silly TV show, as Mei didn't bother to move his hand from her thigh. He moved up a little higher, very slowly, and for a long time she did nothing to stop him.

Then suddenly she moved Andy's hand away and stood up.

"I'm just going to the kitchen", she said in excuse, "Do you want anything? A snack maybe?"

Disappointed, but expecting worse, Andy only nodded and replied, "Huh? Oh, okay. No, I don't need anything."

"Damn", he swore under his breath as Mei walked away to the kitchen.

She acted as if angry at him about something. Had he gone too far too soon? He didn't know much about girls. Had he done something else wrong?

Andy glanced over his shoulder and frowned, then went back to watching the crazy sci-fi series. He had to admit, it wasn't that bad in a way. The female crew members revealed plenty of thigh in their short skirts, and their breasts bounced very much like they weren't wearing bras.

Mei seemed to be taking her sweet time in the kitchen, Andy thought a few minutes later. He wondered what she was upto, and decided to get up and have a look. He noticed that Steve finally got the weird pole things to glow in adreamy aqua colour. It was kind of relaxing to look at.

As Andy approached the doorway to the kitchen, he saw Mike's sister, "Amy" and her friend, "Angie" standing on either side of the doorway just inside the kitchen. They were chatting in an oddly stilted way, as they panted and blushed. Something about their appearance made Andy's cock stir and swell to attention, and he thought about how hot looking the two girls were, in a really sexy "Let's do it and I'm needing it" kind of way. Like women in a porn video.

He dismissed the idea that it was anything other than appearance. He'd that both of them were stuck up virgins, and acted like bitches to any guy that annoyed them even slightly. When Steve came out of the kitchen, the two girls didn't even have the politeness to move aside more to let him past. Like he wasn't worth it.

"Hi, Steve", Andy commented, "Good trick with those lights. I couldn't fix those things - I'm awful with all that technical stuff."

Andy heard Mike yelling out something similar, "Wow!...Hey, Steve! You must've found out how to turn those poles on properly!"

Annoyed at the yelling, Andy turned to look in Mike's direction to tell him to keep it down because others wanted to watch the TV -

- and paused with his mouth open in amazement.

"What the hell is that?!", Andy asked out loud to nobody in particular.

The whole room was filled with a fantastic light show with balls of light and sparks going around and floating and wobbling and - Geez, there were SO MANY of them!

There was rising wooshing sort of hum as well, maybe from the TV, but it seemed connected to the lights.

Andy looked back at Steve and the two girls standing in the doorway behind him, just to see what their reaction was, and saw that they were as astonished as he was. That was when he noticed the peculiar aqua glow surrounding "Angie". Andy barely had a chance to frown at this strangeness when without a sound, all of Angie's clothes instantaneously disappeared. He blinked. The half-Japanese girl was still utterly nude with not a scrap of clothing on. Nothing. Nada. Zip.

I'm going nuts, Andy thought, This is impossible!

He had a long moment to admire Angie's incredible beauty, like a wet dream girl come to life. It was hard to believe that this girl had been hiding huge-DD breasts under that T-shirt she'd been wearing, but they bounced so realistically that he couldn't deny his eyes. Andy looked down at her magnificent and otherwise compact sex-bomb body with wide flaring hips, a flat tummy, and not a trace of hair covering her smooth hairless pussy-slit. Her legs were unbelievably long for her height too.

Then something in the kitchen went BANG!

From where Andy was standing, he couldn't see what it was, but whitish smoke or vapour filled the kitchen in seconds. The girls started squealing as there were more loud pops and bangs, or maybe they were screaming because suddenly they all naked, not just Angie.

Andy found himself in a stampede of beautiful naked girls running past him, all four of them huge busted and with fantastic bodies that were so very, very, very fuckable. That's what he wanted to do, just seeing them. The explosions in the kitchen caught his attention away from what his cock wanted, and Andy charged in the kitchen belatedly after Mike (who had run past him while Andy stood staring at lots of naked young womanhood).

In the kitchen, the door to the refrigerator was open, and a mess of burst plastic bottles of boiling softdrink lay over the floor. Sweet, pungent steam made a layer of low cloud near the ceiling.

There was no sign of any clothes on the floor though. Andy could still hear the rapidly retreating bare feet of the fleeing naked girls.

"What happened to the girls clothes?", Andy asked, "Was I imagining that or were they really all nude???"

Just then as if in answer, they all heard from the TV;

Captain? We just found all these clothes scattered around Engineering, sir. I think they're women's clothes!

A chill went up Andy's spine, with echoes of the Twilight Zone. He could practically hear the "doo-da-doo-da-doo-da" of the theme music as his hair stood on end at the nape of his neck.

He looked back through the doorway at the TV and saw that in the show, the Chief Engineer was holding up a T-shirt that looked uncannily like the one that Angie had been wearing. At the engineer's feet was a small pile of strangely familar clothing.

"This is getting super freaky, guys...", Andy commented with rising worry.

 

[Wolk]

Steve

"Yeah, we're - um - fine, girl talk", Marianne said.

Steve shrugged. Whatever. He wasn't going to pry. Walking out of the kitchen, his back to the girls, he just noticed the lights flying about the room. Steve stopped dead in his tracks, gazing at it in awe for a while.

"Wow..." He drew slowly.

It seemed almost as if he was in a science fiction movie. If they were special effects from some of the equipment Mike had bought - could it be the rods he played with? - Steve definitely never saw anything effects like this in his life. Not even in the cutting edge computer graphics and video effects course he had just finished back at the university.

Suddenly there were strange sounds behind him, as if electricity flowed through a lamp. The light did come, too, from behind him, in the same gentle aqua as the rods emitted. It flickered lightly and Steve slowly turned around. His heart was racing at the unknown and he didn't know what to expect. It wouldn't have surprised him much if he found a gaping open door of bright light when he turned with an alien figure's outline standing at it. Like they liked to show in the X-Files. That didn't happen, but what he saw was just as amazing.

"Holy..." He gazed, grinning in surprise and disbelief as he gawked at the girls he just passed by. Fully naked. They were somehow transformed as well, because it was simply impossible they had melons so massive when he just saw them a minute ago.

A small part of his mind wondered what the hell was going on. Only a small, even tiny, one. The vast majority of his cognitive abilities were devoted to drinking in and remembering the sight of two gorgeous girls with bodies of porn stars, standing naked before him.

It took a good several minutes until he finally managed to regain his sences and remember the rules of basic decensy. Whatever happened, it must have felt horribly embarrasing for the girls to have ended up like this. Steve hastily pulled off his T-shirt revealing his chest covered with hair that traveled down in a narrow trail to his belly button and below up to the waistband of his shorts. He turned his face away and held the T-shirt out to the nearest of the girls.

"Here..." He was too embarassed to say much more.

 

[Drinking Cap]

The show had started, but Trey was far more interested in the joint he was currently rolling. In fact, it wasn't even until he caught sight of a blue flash of light that he looked up from his weed.

"Woah" Trey said as he stared, mouth agape at the shimmering light blue balls and sparkles of light that were filling the room. the effect was like a lava lamp but, like times a million. His hands kept rolling the joint though and soon he had it in his mouth.

"Okay, guys, I'm telling you, you really have to try some of this ganj. I swear to god, man, I'm seeing all sorts of crazy lights." Trey said. He was surprised at how this got absolutely no response though, as all of his friends seemed to be staring in the direction of the doorway.

"Didn't you guys hear me, I'm offering....." Trey stopped his words as he turned his head in the direction of the doorway. There was Mike's sister standing next to a girl, a frigging gorgeous girl. Naked. She looked like she'd been drawn for a comic book but had come to life. "Woah."

"Man, you guys really, really, need to try the weed."

 

[Iced_Cherry]

Mei Lau

Unsteadily, and feeling veeeery wet and distracted by the heat inside her, her panties soaked through as well, Mei put the empty glass onto the kitchen counter then rubbed her thighs with small clenched fists. Trickling lubricant was already making her upper thighs damp between her legs, and Mei could barely tolerate how randy she was feeling. Though Mei had never had real sex yet, previous boyfriends loved to finger her pussy on dates while they were making out in cars or in the back of a cinema. Right then, Mei was wishing that one of her old boyfriends was around to put his thick rough fingers inside her, or more than that. She rubbed her thighs together and squirmed, biting her lip.

That bastard Andy, he must've spiked my drink - Gawd, what was that stuff? I thought aphrodisiacs weren't supposed to work! Was it viagra?

When the other girls started coming into the kitchen, Mei tried even harder not show what she was feeling, and worried that with her short skirt that somebody might notice the wetness running down her legs. She half-debated with herself about sneaking off to the toilet to "do something" about it, but was worried about the chance of being caught in the act.

Mostly, Mei didn't join much in the girl chat, but it was beginning to sound stilted and everyone behaved distracted anyway. Like the other girls were talking only to stop themselves thinking about or doing something naughty. They couldn't all be feeling like this, could they? At least Mei had a chance to make friends of a sort.

The other three girls did most of the talking, having apparently known each other for a long time, but Mei mostly just listened and watched. She didn't know any of the others, but pretty-pretty Amy and the bimbo-ish Marianne seemed the friendly ones, and the tomboyish (but beautiful) Angie was, well, different. It was hard to explain Angie, and she didn't speak as much as the other two, but she was very attractive and somehow fascinating. Mei kept studying Angie's reactions to things, trying to work her out, and confused by her own feelings.

Another wave of lust flooded though her, stronger still, and Mei noticed this time that the other girls reacted at the same time that she did. The licking of lips and dreamy eyes, and the tightness of sexual frustration was all too visible from then on. Nobody said anything about it, perhaps they were as embarrassed as Mei was. Instead of fading a little before the next sudden increase in desire, this time the need to be touched, and filled, continued to build and build.

Mei finally summoned the nerve to bring the subject up, and was about to ask the others about it when one of the guys entered the kitchen. Her words were forgotten as she didn't dare say anything about being crazy with unnatural randiness in front a guy. He wasn't too bad looking, but a little nerdy, Mei thought. She couldn't help glancing at his crotch as if checking him out, and he did have nice firm buns.

Just as the guy was leaving, Mei noticed a faintly glowing tiny ball of light drift in the air over the kitchen table. Before she'd opened her mouth to mention it, she saw other glowing little light-balls and tiny sparkles. She wasn't the only one who noticed them, as the other girls began glancing around too.

"What are those things? Bubbles?", Mei asked, but she was already certain that they weren't bubbles.

She reached out and touched one. It felt warm, and the warmth flowed down her arm and made her pussy clench in a little way inside, then a second wave of lust started to build and build and build, and the heat in her womb flared and suddenly Mei knew that she was wetter than she'd ever been. She wanted to be touched right then, screwed silly is what she wanted. Images of being fucked on the kitchen floor with her legs spread wide apart. Images of a thick angry cock plunging deep inside again and again. Licking over her nipples and in other places.

Mei clutched at the kitchen counter for support as waves of the most obscene and lustful images and feelings flowed into her. She stared around almost unseeing, but came to shocking realisation that she was completely naked. Her chest felt heavy and she reached up in wonder and disbelief to find that her breasts were HUGE. Her pussy was flooding with sexual juices, her uppermost inner thighs now awash with her own lubricant.

"What happened to my breasts? Oh my gawd! Why am I naked?", she gasped out and panted.

By sheer willpower, struggling to keep a sane grasp on the situation, and feeling growing panic, Mei looked around and saw that Angie, Amy, and Marianne were as naked as she was. No shoes, socks, not even jewellery and their bodies had definitely been changed. Not only their bodies, but their faces too were now unearthly beautiful, like dream girls from an airbrushed porn fantasy.

BANG!

The fridge door burst open, and then there were more explosions. Foam and hot softdrink were being sprayed everywhere! The fridge was between her and the kitchen door to the hallway. The repeated explosions were dangerously violent and meant that the only way out of the kitchen was through the lounge room. Mei followed the other girls as they rushed out to escape, only afterwards panicking further as the four guys in the TV room openly stared at the running naked girls. She grabbed a cushion to hide herself, but couldn't bring it to cover herself. She tossed it aside, and saw that one of the guys was holding out his yucky T-shirt. Mei already knew that she wasn't allowed to put it on, or even cover herself with it.

She didn't know how she knew, just that it was true.

Mei knew that she wasn't allowed to wear clothes. She tried to resist this, and deny it, but it was futile. It was impossible for Mei and the other girls to wear clothes. They weren't allowed to put them on. They weren't able to even try. Being naked always was right, and it was always extremely embarrassing, but being embarrassed made her horny, and being horny made her embarrassed. Everyone knew that Mei and the other girls always had to be naked.

It was a fact of reality. A truth of the universe. It was meant to humiliate and embarrass her, because it only affected Mei and Angie and Marianne and Amy, and girls like them.

She began to run more to run away from this truth. But it was unavoidable. It was the way the world was for Mei, Angie, Amy, and Marianne.

Her pussy was drenching her thighs with understanding of the sexual submission hinted in this knowledge. She tried to resist it, but Mei already knew that nobody would ever let her wear any clothes ever again. Each time she accepted this, her pussy throbbed and pleasure shot through her with the ever hotter need to be quenched.

Unknown to Mei, she and the other girls were psychically broadcasting this powerful belief: it is impossible and forbidden for girls like them to wear anything at all, not even jewellery and shoes, and this is "a good thing", and they were to be molested at will.


OOC
The psychic broadcast is VK's idea, it's a lead in for other things later on. I'm assuming that the girls have been fully changed into the sex fantasy girls that they are on the starship.

 

[Wolk]

Steve

Deleted, as requested.

 

[Wolk]

Steve

Tapping of feet brought him out from his temporary transe. Holding his shirt in his hand, he eyed the 'enchanced' girls as they ran through the room. Their big tits bounced, sending blood rushing to his cock until it was quite uncomfortable for it to remain in his pants. Whatever was the cause of this transformation, it had most pleasant effects.

Ah, how he wanted to jump on and grab himself a handful of that delightful flesh. Pull the nipples until their owner was moaning in pleasure and begging for more. She wouldn't have to beg for long! Oh, he would bend her over and ram her so hard. Any of them. He needed it badly now. The abundance of visual stimulations nearly drove Steve nuts with lust.

And best of all, she didn't take the shirt. Steve realized that belatedly. The hottie Andy brought was right before him. He offered her his tee to cover up and she didn't take it. That means she doesn't want to cover up. Come to think of it, none of them do. There were plenty of things around they could've picked up and held against their body, to shield it from the guys' gaze, even partially. Not one did!

His eyes lit up at the real possibility of getting laid so unexpextantly. Steve grinned to others in the room.

"Now, that's a wild party!"

"Come on, guys, don't just stand there."

He turned back and ran out of the room as well.

 

[Lovelynice]

double post -deleted. (stupid PC/internet connection )

 

[Lovelynice]

“Angie” Momoiro

"Oh, I don't know. Just that it's a seventies sci-fi series." the French-Vietnamese girl had answered about the TV series that the guys were all watching.

There was suddenly a weird aqua blue-green light shining in the doorway of the kitchen from the TV room. Amy said something about it being those strange pole things covered with lights. The warm glow seemed to warm her inside too. Angie and Amy had moved to the doorway to spy on the guys, and Amy seemed to be watching the TV more than half the time too.

“Do you like that old show?”, Angie asked, “Um…oh…”

The heat surged between her thighs, tickling inside, the fabric of her panties started to rub at her in a far too distracting way.

With an effort of will, she pretended nonchalance, and said, “The sets look almost real. Uh…I never noticed that…before….mmm….ah…What do you think?”

Angie had begun panting in short, shallow breaths, and perspiring a little as well. The eighteen-year-old teenage girl suddenly felt hot all over, her face flushed, but she tried hard to not let on too much how she was feeling between her thighs. Angie suspected that her feigned nonchalance was probably a complete failure and that her best friend, Amy, knew that Angie’s panties were sodden with her own arousal. But, Angie also suspected that Amy was feeling very antsy as well, as were the other two girls.

Antsy was a good description. Angie couldn’t help squirming, rubbing her thighs close together. Her chest was feeling tight, as if the pretty cream-coloured top with the silvery lace that Angie had borrowed from Amy was a size too small….or maybe two sizes. Even her bra felt increasingly tight and uncomfortable.

The wetness from her overwhelmingly soaked panties had trickled and dribbled half way down the inside of Angie’s thighs, and with her rubbing had slickly smeared around. The smell of sex was quite noticeable by now, but it wasn’t her usual smell, but very pleasant and soft.

One of Amy’s brother’s friends came into the kitchen to get a drink, and kept looking at the girls in a funny way. He smiled, but there was something about him that made Angie uneasy. As if he suspected some secret, and was having little fantasies about them. She was also disturbed when her eyes followed the guy around the room.

Get a hold of yourself, girl….he’s one of Mike Stryker’s geeky friends! , Angie told herself mentally.

"You guys alright?", he asked before pushing between her and Amy to open the kitchen window that was near the kitchen doorway.

The nerve of the guy! , Angie thought, with a sharp intake of breath as the brushing on her nipples and breasts sent a jolt between her thighs.

"Yeah, we're - um - fine, girl talk" , the French-Vietnamese girl, Marianne said in a dismissive way, in answer to Steve’s question, but Angie could hear the distracted sound in her voice.

She feels it too! , Angie realised and then it dawned on her that all of the girls affected the same way.

Steve once more pushed between Amy and Angie as he left the kitchen, and Angie was surprised at how her breasts rubbed against him as if they were bigger.

"What are those things? Bubbles?" , the Chinese girl, Mei, asked suddenly.

“Hmm?”, Angie said questioningly as she looked around to see what Mei was talking about.

Tiny glowing balls of ghostly blue light were floating through the kitchen, through the walls, and through the doorways. There were also thousands of sparkles like glittering dust-motes floating through the air.

“Un…what is that stuff?”, Angie asked, as the little things floated around and suddenly she had to gasp out loud.

She clenched her hands into tight fists, and stuck out her chest as intolerable heat, need, and a soaring hunger to be filled inside hit her like a bomb going off. Angie closed her eyes as she sought to cope, a flash of wetness seemed to squirt from her young cunt, and she could feel the air swirl around her. Her nipples burned and her love-button throbbed in tune with her heart beat, sending wave after wave of too much sensation out from her pussy to her nipples and breasts, warming her everywhere. She could feel the touch of the air on her wet pussy-lips and all over her skin, but Angie still hadn’t yet noticed that she was now utterly nude without a stitch of clothing on.

She opened her eyes to see that in front of her, there was a stunningly over-the-top sexy and utterly completely nude girl with a really beautiful exotic Asian face that Angie didn’t recognize at first.

“Amy?”, she asked, then looked down at Amy’s transformed body, and back up again.

It was only then, as Angie self-consciously touched her own breasts with her hands that she noticed her own nakedness and that her breasts had instantly grown to hugeness as well. She weighed them in curiosity and knew they were real; she could feel them. Angie knew her whole body had been transformed into an absurd sexual fantasy girl. The shock inspired disbelief, but there was a pounding, hammering sense of absolute reality and “no questions asked” acceptance pushing past all her denials.

Rules were laid down like the laws of the universe into her mind, and with diamond-hard certainty that Angie tried desperately to resist, but failed miserably, she knew that from now on it was IMPOSSIBLE for her to wear anything; no clothes, no jewellery, not even socks or shoes. Her pussy was hammered with pleasurable shocks of acceptance that Angie would ALWAYS be completely nude. She also knew as if it was the Word of God that everyone KNEW and agreed with these certainties. She knew that Amy, Mei, and Marianne were just like her, forbidden from wearing any clothing at all, and none of them could even cover themselves or hide their nudity. Pussy-juice flowed down her inner thighs with this certainty, the trickles reaching her knees, her ankles, dripping pat-pat-pat-patter-pat onto the floor, and likewise the other girls were equally as wet and horny.

Images assailed her mind, of being fucked for hours and days, with huge cocks, tentacles, machines wielding vibrating dildoes, and by women and men. Of being screwed and molested with no way of resisting once she was touched. Then in seconds, the erotic nightmare images and seeming memories were gone, leaving behind new rules and prohibitions layered in unbreakable subconscious barriers.

It was the sudden explosions of the softdrink bottles blowing up that woke Angie out of her stunned daze.

BANG, BOOM, POP!

Again and again.

Angie grabbed Amy’s hand and yelled to the others, “Let’s get out of the kitchen, it’s too dangerous!”

She ran out, pulling Amy’s beautiful nakedness along with her, and wishing that she could put something on. Angie saw Mei grab a cushion from the lounge, but dropping it again when she remembered that it was impossible for her to cover herself anyway. She ran past Amy’s brother’s friend, “Steve”, who held out his yucky t-shirt to the Chinese girl, but Angie ignored him. He seemed too dazed to react, but stared for a long time instead.

Invisible ghostly fingers pinched her nipples and groped Angie’s breasts. Angie couldn’t see the cause because there was nobody nearby. Amy’s brother and all his nerdy friends were staring and leering and perving at her and the other girls. She felt a thick solid pole suddenly pushing into her pussy and stumbled as she looked for the source. There was nobody near her, but the thickness and solidity of the pole was now shoving in and out of her wet pussy as if something was really inside her. She could feel skin on skin, and stopped to look down. It felt too real, and too good. Then the feeling faded but never quite went away.

From the TV, Angie heard a voice say, Captain? We just found all these clothes scattered around Engineering, sir. I think they're women's clothes!

She stared at the TV in horror as one of the men on the show held up the very same white top that Angie had borrowed from Amy. At the man’s booted feet were the jeans that she’d been wearing, Amy’s skirt and top, and Mei’s zippered skirt and jacket. A chill went up Angie’s spine and she pointed at the TV.

“They took our clothes!”, she exclaimed, “Un…but how?”

"Jump commencing in T-minus two minutes...." said another voice on the TV.

The Chinese girl, Mei, ran past her as Angie watched the TV in astonishment. Remembering that she was naked in front of all those guys, though it sent hot waves through her pussy, Angie started to run again. She fled the lounge/TV room with the other girls, and headed upstairs to Amy’s bedroom.

Behind her, Angie could hear at least one of the guys running after them. Her big bouncing breasts slowed her down, but Angie reached the bedroom well ahead of their pursuer. After letting the other girls in after her, she closed the door and leaned against it with her thighs spread in a sexy upside-down “V” and standing on the balls of her feet. Angie wasn’t sure that the door could be locked. She tried to stand more normally, but it seemed that it was impossible to do as well; every position had to be overtly sexual. When she tried to put the soles of her feet down, there was resistance, like an invisible cushion keeping her heels high off the ground. The other girls had the same strange thing too.

There was a soft pat-pat-pat-patter of her honey of arousal dripping from her pussy onto the carpeted floor between her wide-parted bare feet.

For a long moment, Angie continued to lean against the door while still in shock at what had happened, but otherwise calm and accepting no matter how unwillingly. She found herself staring at Amy and looking around at Mei and Marianne in a daze. All four girls naked, as they should be, with no choice, and extremely embarrassed by the undeniable knowledge that from now on they would always be like this; horny and naked, and that everyone knew.

“Oh…God…I’m so horny!”, Angie admitted, “It’s too much!....Does anybody…have any ideas? Like…um…what made this happen?”

Little sparks and balls of light were floating around Amy’s bedroom too. They kept going through things, and when they touched her, Angie felt even more horny and hot inside and needing to be touched.

“Those…uh…things have something to do with this”, Angie said, “But how? Those poles…oh…poles…not what I meant at all.”

She thoughtfully reached between her thighs and stroked her wet groove, but when Angie realised what she was doing, it was really hard to stop. Her hand wouldn’t fully obey her, but continued to stroke and caress a dozen times before finally moving away. Blushing at her own indecency, Angie tried to keep her hands at her sides after that…but everytime any of the girls fidgeted or were thoughtful, their hands would wander to their pussies…and it was difficult to stop once they started.



.

 

[MaidenHeart]

Marianne Serurier

After the craziness of what had just happened to them, it would've been normal for the girls to be panting. But not like this, Marianne knew. She tried to hide her own arousal before as uselessly and in vain as she now tried to hide her nudity now.

Marianne had run with the other girls, out of the kitchen and away from the TV room where those nerds were probably waiting to molest them, or leer at them. The girls had run down the long hallway and up the carpeted stairs, and Marianne found it difficult to run with her now very big breasts bouncing all over the place. They didn't hurt, which was strange, but everything was now strange. The rush into her friend Amy's bedroom was borne of desperation and panic. There was still the sounds of approaching footsteps, but the beautiful and too sexy, oh so luscious and delightfully delectable Angie was leaning against the bedroom door just in case. Her girlish pinkness peeking out as droplets fell to the carpet between her thighs.

“Oh…God…I’m so horny!”, the half-Japanese girl, Angie admitted, “It’s too much!....Does anybody…have any ideas? Like…um…what made this happen?”

Marianne looked around at the other nude girls, Chinese Mei who was now incredibly delicious to look at with her bounteous bosom, tight waist, and curves. Korean Amy whose face was now more beautiful than any that had graced the cover of Vogue, like them all. The girls were all too beautiful and too sexy in shape.

We look like the girls they draw in porn comics, impossibly too sexy to be natural - Marianne thought.

She touched her wet groove with her right hand as she thought about that, sliding fingers up and down and around her clitoris. When she noticed what she was unconsciously doing, Marianne had found it very difficult to stop, as if her hand was rebellious and controlled by some other force. The skill used in the brief masturbation was beyond what Marianne knew herself.

“Those…uh…things have something to do with this”, Angie said, “But how? Those poles…oh…poles…not what I meant at all.”

"They still have that...machine...going", Marianne commented, "I can't stand it! I'm too hot...too wet..."

Hoping to take her mind off sex, Marianne sat down on the edge of Amy's lovely bed. To her surprise and horror, her legs spread of their own accord, thighs wide, until practically straight out each side with her sex blatantly on display to everyone. Marianne wasn't the only one to discover that when she sat down, her legs would always spread so wide apart. She tried to close her legs, but they were stubbornly rebellious, and wouldn't budge in the slightest from being as wide spread as they could physically go.

"Oh no!", Marianne exclaimed, "We can't close our legs either!"

There was a knocking on the bedroom door.

 

[Iced_Cherry]

Mei Lau

Running into the girl's bedroom with the others, Mei only had the chance for a very brief look at the big house that Amy Stryker lived in, with her brother and parents. There were glimpses of wall paintings and everywhere the floors were either carpeted or had rugs covering them. The strange little globes of light were everywhere in the entire house, like tiny blue or blue-green stars. They swirled and floated and randomly moved around without any apparent pattern that Mei could see.

Not knowing where they were going, but running as if her life depended on it, Mei followed the other three naked girls up the stairs, watching rounded lovely bottoms swiveling above her close enough to touch. It was very tempting to do so, but the temptation was so unlike her normal self that it frightened Mei as well. She ran into a room with them that turned out to be a very pretty and quite large bedroom with all the sorts of things a girl's bedroom would have. There was even a big white teddybear next to the bed. Behind her, one of the other girls slammed the door shut and began leaning against it with her legs parted in a sexy "V". Mei was panting and her heart hammering, but this was making her clit and nipples throb too, sending wild waves of distracting heat and lust and pleasure through her.

The other girls were trying to discuss what had caused them to change like this.

"They still have that...machine...going", she heard Marianne say, "I can't stand it! I'm too hot...too wet..."

So am I, Mei thought, but she didn't want to admit it.

She saw herself in the dressing table mirror and could barely recognize herself. It was embarrassing to see her naked reflection and to know in a deep down and humiliating way that she would always be nude from now on. People would leer at her as she walked down the street, and there would be nothing that Mei could do about it. She wanted to collapse onto the very inviting bed, but since it wasn't hers, Mei sat down on the stool in front of the dressing table instead, with her knees parting as wide as possible.

She tried to close her legs, but somehow it was impossible.

"Oh no!", Marianne exclaimed, "We can't close our legs either!"

Mei looked at the other girls and saw that it was true; their pink pussy-lips were blatantly displayed between wide spread smooth thighs. The spread thighs were only more noticeable in their sexiness with the way each of the girls had their heels well above the floor as if they wore invisible highheeled pumps with 6" heels. Mei tried to cover her pussy with her left hand and started to enjoy the sensation of her fingers playing with her feminity, a finger inserting itself into her wanting hole. With a shock, Mei realised that she was masturbating, but despite trying to tell her hand to stop, it was acting as if something else controlled it, like it had a wlll of it's own, as the middle finger plunged in and out going deep all the way to the knuckle, finger-fucking her obscenely. In and out at least a dozen times before she was able to pull her hand away.

Ashamed to the point of tears, Mei hardly noticed the hard knocking on the door.

"What are we going to do?!....We can't even get dressed!", she cried, panting in lust and barely stopping herself from sobbing, "and I'm - too much - wanting it!", as the intolerable need that was far worse than she could ever have imagined - burned past her normal shyness. She blushed hotly at her own words, wanting to deny them, but also needing to beg for relief from the agonizing heat of far too intense lust.

Around her, the room was filled with the wandering thousands of mysterious little lights and sparks. They looked like stars, and reminded Mei of ancient Celtic legends that she'd heard in England - of fairy lights and magic forests and places where people disappeared.


(OOC - I'm really proud of this post, it's far better than my usual writing. Lovelynice and Tanuki, you two are rubbing off on me )

 

[Veryknowing]

“Mike” Stryker - nerd detective

Mike looked at the mess in the kitchen and thought, Mom and Dad are going to hit the roof if they see this!

Behind him, Mike heard one of the other guys enter the kitchen as well.

"What happened to the girls clothes?", Andy asked, "Was I imagining that or were they really all nude???"

Mike made a show of looking out the kitchen door at the retreating backs of four beautiful nude girls including his adopted sister, their asses swivelling and swinging in a very interesting way, then answered, “Of course they were nude, dude! They can’t wear clothes, remember.”

But then he shook his head as if to clear it. The girls were dressed, then they were naked, and it’s right that they should always be completely naked and It’s also different, something changed – but what?

Suddenly as if in answer, on the TV in the next room, Mike heard the Chief Engineer calling the bridge of the UNSS Pathfinder, Captain? We just found all these clothes scattered around Engineering, sir. I think they're women's clothes!

Then a very sensual and too sexy feminine voice exclaimed softly “They took our clothes!...Un…but how?”

A very scary chill went up Mike’s spine. He went to the kitchen door and saw his sister, Amy, and her friend, Angie staring at the wide-screen TV. Both girls bodies were very, very, very interesting and Oh Lord, Mike wanted to fuck his adopted sister and her friends so bad. Then he saw what they were staring at on the TV as the engineer held up one of Amy’s tops, the same exact one that Angie had been wearing that night. Even the clothes on the floor of the Engineering Room were the same as the girls had been wearing. The beginnings of an increasing suspicion formed in Mike’s mind, and he knew that what he was seeing should be physically impossible – according to the mainstream science of our world – or maybe it wasn’t.

"This is getting super freaky, guys..." , he heard Andy say in a very worried, and Mike nodded.

Around them the tiny spheres of light and thousands and thousands of star-like sparkles shifted and moved and drifted, and Mike’s suspicion deepened. A theory itched in the back of his mind, a theory to explain it all and solve one of the great mysteries that had perplexed Star Venturer fans the world over.

“I’ve got a theory, dudes”, Mike announced, as the naked girls were running out of the door of the TV lounge into the hallway.

“I think that I know what’s really going on!”, Mike said, taking a deep breath to help him ignore the hard-on in his pants.

"Now, that's a wild party!...Come on, guys, don't just stand there.", he heard Steve yell before running out the door after the fleeing nude girls with bodies like sex-fantasies.

Mike ignored him, and continued, “You see these weird light things right? Well, on the Star Venturers TV series they always had these weird lights appear when they powered-up the CX-drive, the starship’s main drive for making F-T-L jumps. You know, faster than light! I don’t think these lightpole things were just props at all! They were the real deal. Look at what happened to my sister and her friends. Their clothes disappeared. They changed, dudes. That’s just the sort of thing that happens when the CX-drive is turned on.”

He paused dramatically, ignoring the continuing count-down on the TV, ”Jump commencing in T-minus one minute”

Then taking another deep breath, Mike said, “So, what I’m saying is, that we’ve got a real CX-drive here, the key to the stars! That means that TV series wasn’t just fiction, dudes. It was the real thing, like in an alternate reality. Trey? You were right, dude. It explains everything. The mysterious disappearances of the show’s producer, Peter Anderson…”

On the TV, the count-down continued, ”Jump in thirty…”

“The old scientist, the brilliant genius and SFX technician, Dr James McGinley – he didn’t make fake special-effects, he made the real thing!”, Mike was saying.

”Ten, nine, eight…” , the voice on the TV continued.

“So, who was Maximilian Paradys? The billionaire investor who owned the TV station and sponsored the series? Well, I think he was…”, Mike went on ignoring the count-down while the swirling balls of light began speeding up, rushing past, and the sound of a great humming woosh was rising in volume rapidly.

The house itself began to shake, and loose things fell off the mantelpiece and shelves. The aqua glow from the strange poles grew to glaring brightness. The humming was rising to a crescendo. Mike ignored it all, too wrapped up in the great expounding of a mystery solved.

 

[ImpWizard]

Andy Peterson

Fantastic balls of light and sparks flying around everywhere, and the appearance of Mei and the other girls was both awe-inspiring and very fuckable when they ran by completely in the nude, but these things were too out of the ordinary for Andy to properly comprehend. Remembering the sight of Mei in the nude, and knowing (somehow) that his “sort-of” girlfriend would be naked all the time from now on, Andy had one hell of a log in his pants. Then there was the absolute knowledge that the girls were supposed to be molested, kept highly aroused all the time, and repeatedly brought to orgasm as frequently as circumstances allowed. Andy was quite ready to do his part, but he was also becoming quite unnerved by all the weirdness; like the girls’ clothes disappearing like that and appearing on a TV show that was made thirty years ago.

“I’ve got a theory, dudes”, Mike said loudly enough to get over the increasing noise, “I think that I know what’s really going on!”

"Now, that's a wild party!...Come on, guys, don't just stand there.", yelled Steve as he ran out of the room.

Andy was very tempted to follow him, but he had a very bad feeling, and it was getting worse.

“You see these weird light things right? Well, on the Star Venturers TV series they always had these weird lights appear when they powered-up the CX-drive, the starship’s main drive for making F-T-L jumps. You know, faster than light! I don’t think these lightpole things were just props at all! They were the real deal. Look at what happened to my sister and her friends. Their clothes disappeared. They changed, dudes. That’s just the sort of thing that happens when the CX-drive is turned on.”
, Mike was saying.

He’s got to be kidding, Andy thought, but what Mike said made sense. Too much sense.

”Jump commencing in T-minus one minute”, said the voice on the TV.


“So, what I’m saying is, that we’ve got a real CX-drive here, the key to the stars! That means that TV series wasn’t just fiction, dudes. It was the real thing, like in an alternate reality. Trey? You were right, dude. It explains everything. The mysterious disappearances of the show’s producer, Peter Anderson…”

“Holy shit!” Andy exclaimed as he realised what Mike was really saying, “You mean if it keeps going, oh shit, you mean this thing is for real?! But that means it’s fucking dangerous, man!”

On the TV, the count-down continued, ”Jump in thirty…”

"The old scientist, the brilliant genius and SFX technician, Dr James McGinley – he didn’t make fake special-effects, he made the real thing!” , Mike was saying, oblivious to the danger around them.

”Ten, nine, eight…” , the voice on the TV continued.

Andy looked back at the TV, taking in the scene. His face turning pale as he understood. Brushing back his hair, he glanced back at Mike then back at the TV again. Those numbers being announced - they could only be one thing...

“Oh shit, man”, Andy exclaimed in sudden panic, “We gotta turn it off! It’s a count down!”

He ran to the VCR, jumping and falling over the couch in his panic to get there faster.

Mike went on ignoring the count-down and the danger they were in, “So, who was Maximilian Paradys? The billionaire investor? Well, I think he was…”

The house was shaking like it was in the middle of an earthquake now, the flying balls of light speeding around too fast to see, while the poles in the corners of the room were now so bright that Andy couldn’t look at them. Having fallen to the floor, he crawled as fast he could to the VCR. His hand reaching out in desperation.

”seven, six, five…” , the voice on the TV continued.

“We gotta turn it off!”, Andy yelled.

H ecould hardly see as his mess of hair had fallen across his eyes. Almost blinded by his own long hair, he stretched out his hand.

”four, three…”

Then it all stopped. The glowing balls of light disappeared. The poles in the corners went dark. The shaking stopped.

Andy had switched off the big old fashioned VCR.

He looked around in relief, and started to laugh.

He looked around at the TV room. It was a disaster area with things having fallen off the shelves, CDs and books and old vinyl records on the floor. Other than that, nothing had changed. He stood up.

“I saved our fucking lives, man”, Andy said, “Now I’m gonna have some fun. Those girls are still waiting for us.”

He ran out the door and headed upstairs, where there were four naked girls who would never be able to wear clothes ever again and who were still subconsciously and uncontrollably psychically broadcasting that fact, as well as the need to be molested and screwed. Andy was determined to lose his virginity in a big way tonight, and he was planning to screw Mei for starters.

 

[Wolk]

Steve ran up the stairs, following the fresh tracks of the girls. Quite literally, actually, for the carpets that lined the stairs were deep enough to have the traces of footprints imprinted where the lovely feet stepped.

And what lovely feet they were! Well... no, it would be dishonest for Steve to claim so. He never had focused his attention on any of these girls' feet. At first they were covered, and after the clothes suddenly disappeared, his focus, naturally, was on other, much more sexual areas. Besides, feet were not his thing. To be attracted just to the feet to the exclusion of everything else was, in Steve's opinion, rather weird. Of course, he admitted, there was mutual fun to be had, as there was with any part of a beautiful girl's body.

But he could imagine. The lovely, delicate and gentle feet looked almost real, fitting the outlines they left on the stairs. They begged to be taken into his hands, to be exposed to the pleasuring attention of his hands, capable from most gentle and precise to the more forceful actions. And for good measure, like in a massage, those needed to be intermixed, applied in shades, ranging from firm gripping and pressing to gentle, feather-like touching and brushing.

Of course, one always needed to know what to apply where. And when. Tickle too intensively on the sensitive underside between the heel and the toes, and the action would lose its eroticism. But brush that same area very, very gently, almost barely touching, and you may well be rewarded with a soft moan and a look of desire in her eyes. But on the toes themselves, gentleness is never enough. That area is usually not sensitive enough to be stimulated by light touches, or, at any rate, can handle harder affection.

The most beautiful of the entire foot, of course, is the top. Much like the back of the hand, which must be kissed to make a true lady feel the part, the top of the foot is a gentle, sensitive and overlooked part. Trace it with your finger, care about it, worship it, and the lovely little sensors will pick up the passion and carry it up, infecting her mind with the same desire as well.

Steve, of course, would do it right. Or so he hoped. He did not have a lot of sexual experience, but he was not a virgin either. He could make any of those four beautiful girls moan in pleasure just by giving their feet a good massage. If only he could get his hands on them. For now, at least, he could not, and could only fantacise.

Little did Steve know, his fantasies were effecting the girls. Although not as much as direct actions would, it very well may still have been enough to make them feel pleasure.

He finally approached the door and knocked on it. 'Open up, ladies. I wanna see you nekkid!' Was what he was going to yell out. Where he would get the courage to do that was a question, but, apparently, his hormones had made him more than brave enough. And, it may well have worked. After all, he knew - how? - that girls could not cover up in any way. Perhaps covering up with the door or a wall could still be considered covering up. If he pushed this point, maybe he could get the four busty hotties before his horny eyes once again.

It all was, however, irrelevant. As the house shook, Steve forgot about his plans.

"Whoa!" He exclaimed. "What the hell is going on here?"