“Dare,” Presley said, “I’m not risking anything,” she said,
“Isn’t dare kind of risking more?” Diane asked,
“I… I don’t know,” Presley said, starting to regret her choice,
“Don’t worry, Prez,” Matilda said, “I’ll go easy on you,” she said, “for your dare, I want you to be constantly horny for the next fifteen minutes,”
“WHAT!” Presley yelled, “that’s so unfair!” She looked at Allie, who was pretty much dying of laughter, Diane was snickering, and Matilda was laughing at Allie’s reaction,
“I’m sorry, Prez,” Matilda said, “I don’t think any of us have ever seen you get really horny,”
“That’s for a reason!” She yelled at her friend, “I really don’t… like this one,” Presley said, starting to lose focus. She couldn’t help but look at Allie’s chest. She was an open bisexual, but not someone who would go for relationships before finishing her studies. But something about Allie’s chest was just so… stareable.
“Whoah, eyes up here!” Allie said, laughing at her friend. Presley looked at Allie, feeling a wave of embarrassment. She looked at her other friends. Wow, all her friends were… super hot, in very distinct ways.
Allie, with her African-Indian heritage had beautiful skin and amazing hair which she always wore in a pretty little braid. Her clothing was always so unique, but never anything to make a statement. It was a different generation’s style, but she pulled it off magnificently. Her body wasn’t a showstopper, but in her own way, she had an amazing figure. The perfect average, which made her seem special.
Diane, an African-Caucasian girl with (now) very long, blonde hair. She typically worse hoodies and ripped jeans. She was the face of the school track team, being able to outrun half the other schools in their state with ease. Not only was she good at running, but she was good at every other sport too! She could play football, soccer, beating half the boys at their own game. Her figure wasn’t too feminine, but she was far from being mistaken for a boy. Her muscles are defined, and she had some pretty great abs, which she loved to show her friendship group.
And lastly was Matilda, a caucasian girl. Her defining feature was her bright red hair which she inherited from her father. She has a twin brother named Jeremy, and they both look very similar to one-another. Obviously their hair, but they both have a very similar nose. It’s unique, but adds to her natural beauty. Her body is the most curvaceous of the bunch. She has wide hips and pretty perky butt, nice toned legs and arms, but also has a little bit of a gut. Something she is far from ashamed of.
“Presley? Presley?” Allie said, waving her hand in front of Presley’s face,
“Huh?” Presley said, then suddenly realised that she had zoned off, “oh god!” She yelled, embarrassed again. Her friends all laughed, clearly having the time of their lives. As much as Presley didn’t want to admit it… she was having a little bit of fun.
“Now it’s me!” Allie said, knowing exactly when she lied between her friend’s birthdays,
“So Allie,” Diane said, “transform or dare?”