Biding Time
Wendy and the two pre-frosh were being held in her dorm room until nightfall, just in case anyone called. Whoever was leading the werewolves, they were playing it safe, not wanting Penny and Susan's parents suspecting anything. The black-haired pre-frosh guarded the door, while Carla looked over the three smirkingly.
"Carla, why? Why are you doing this?" Wendy asked.
"For your own good, dear. Trust me, you'll thank me when it's over."
"You can't just force this on us," Penny snapped, "you can't do this to people who don't want it!"
"That would imply," Carla mused idly, "that you three don't want it, and can you really, truthfully say that?"
All three of them blushed, knowing they'd at the least been tempted.
It was going to be a rough night, come sunset...
Phoebe smirked as she noticed the intrusion logs incrementing on the server. She knew they'd notice her, of course, and she knew they were coming for her.
She also knew they'd try to take the laptop. None of that mattered anymore, she thought, as she closed the file editor.
See, she knew they wouldn't be planning on an automatic broadcast. Laura wasn't that technically proficient, and certainly wouldn't notice the scripts she'd planted in the server.
Even if they got her, even if they destroyed the laptop, the truth would get out.
A knock came at the door, and Phoebe chuckled before she went to move the objects she'd braced against it.
"Just a minute," she called, honey-sweet, "I'm not decent..."
What do you do now?
Legend: Nudity, Self pleasure male, M/M Sex, M/F Sex, F/F Sex, Self pleasure female, Sex beyond any of the above, Violence