"How many Charity Charms do you want, Angie?"

"These are for a good cause, right?" Angie stalled, reticent about the
whole SKINS Annual Gala Affair thing.

"Yes dear, it is for a very good cause. The Samuel Kenning Institute of
Neodermal Sciences is developing wonderful things for burn patients and for
the plastic surgery field. They deserve and need our support. Now, I
recommend you buy the maximum, a bracelet of ten for each of you." Becky
advised.

"That's $2,000. There is no way I can afford that kind of money even if it
is for charity."

"Suit yourself. I hope you don't regret it."  Becky warned.

Angie felt a wave of unidentified anxiety sweeping down the length of her
37 year old body as she wrote out a check for $500. The money was only part
of it. The way Becky looked at her with a kind of smirk as if knowing an
inside joke magnified Angie's buyer's remorse.

"I'll check with Dan and see if he wants to get anymore for himself." Becky
announced as she opened a bank deposit bag, put the check in and hooked
five charms on a bracelet.

"No, wait. We can't afford more than the $500.00 between us." Angie
panicked.

"I think he'll want his own set of charms. It will keep him in the game
longer." Becky said.

"Game! What do mean 'game'?" Angie asked worriedly.

"Oh, you'll see. You'll never forget your first SKINS Annual Gala Affair."
Becky said zipping up the bag.

After Becky left, Angie got on the phone to her best friend Lynne. "Did you
go to the SKINS Gala last year?" Angie asked.

"No, I've been afraid to." Lynne confessed.

"What do you mean? Aren't you and Ted going this year with me and Dan?"
Angie asked.

"We haven't decided. It is so expensive."

"I'm going for $500. You don't have to go in for the maximum."

"Oh, I think you do."

"What do you mean?"

"People I talk to are so secretive about it, but I think you're better off
with the maximum number of tokens. We just can't afford $2,000.00, even if
it is for charity." Lynne confessed.

"Why don't you buy five charms like me and go with me and Dan?"

"I'll check with Ted." Lynne conceded. "People say it is the most memorable
experience they have ever had. I just don't like all the mystery around it.
It is like they belong to a private club together or something." 

"Why are these charms so expensive and what are they used for?" Angie
asked.

"I guess they are like script. You buy things with them." Lynne surmised.

"I suppose. What are you going to wear?" Angie asked.

"I didn't say I was going yet."

"When you decide to go what do you plan on wearing?" Angie pressed.

"The only eveningwear I have right now is a slinky black number I
originally seduced Ted in. Spending the $1,000 for the affair makes it
impossible for me to consider buying anything new."

"Well, go in for five charms like me." Angie suggested hopefully.

"I'll let you know �.."

� Angie watched Dan exchange cash for charms at her front door. As he
closed the door he held them up in the air and jangled them with a smile.

"What are you grinning about?" Angie challenged.

"I got my lucky charms for the annual SKINS bash." He said expanding the
elastic bracelet onto his wrist and shaking it like a dog drying off.

"You got a lot there. Are you going to share with me?" She said
seductively.

"Once you decide to marry me. Otherwise, I'll give you chances to earn
them." He teased.

On the night of the SKINS Annual Gala Angie fretted over what to wear while
Dan straightened each layer of his suit in front of her mirror." Honey,
should I wear this long one or this short one." She asked.

"Either one Sweetie, you would even look good in a burlap sack."

"You're no help." Angie said with an appreciative pout.

"I'll wait for you downstairs." He said watching her try them on back and
forth.

When he got downstairs he saw Lynne fixing herself a drink.

"Do you mind?" Lynne asked as a formality.

"Be my guest." Dan said as he went back to the stairs to call up to his
woman, "Lynne's in a short one."

"Thank you." Angie yelled back.

Dan went back to fix himself a drink. "I'm surprised Ted let you leave the
house looking that hot." He complimented. 

"Why thank you." Lynne replied lyrically. "You're pretty dapper looking
yourself." 

"It's the man who makes the clothes." He said.

"Right." Lynne replied sarcastically.

Dan looked her over as she paraded about sipping her drink. If she had a
bra on, it had to be a strapless one he thought based on the smooth skin
showing across her shoulders and down her back. Her smoke black hose was
decorated with black embroidery and had seams running up the backs that
made him want to draw close and inspect further. Her calves showed good
muscle tone and her swaying hips gave her a carefree air as she inspected
the details of the room. She ran her finger along the mantel just as Angie
appeared. 

Angie stood for a moment as Dan and Lynne drank in her presentation. She
wore a cream colored blouse with a high collar, pleated bib front and
translucent sleeves and back with a black skirt slit up the left thigh high
enough that you would eventually tell that she must be wearing smoke
pantyhose rather than stockings. She topped this off with a pearl necklace
and earring set.

"Are we all ready?" Angie asked.

"Let's go." Dan said breaking from his trance.

"What is Ted doing tonight?" He asked the two ladies sitting in the
backseat.

"He took a last minute night gig." Angie replied. "He said he would need to
earn enough to pay for my fun tonight."

"What is it, a nighttime wedding?" Dan asked further.

"I was too distracted to ask." Lynne replied.

When they arrived at the Hall, valet's opened the doors for the attractive
women and shared raised eyebrow smiles watching them get out and straighten
themselves for their entrance. Dan took up the middle, hooked each by the
arm and said, "Ladies, you do me proud tonight. Let's join the fun."

They each had to surrender a charm to enter and were given masks for their
eyes. The women's masks had decorations but Dan's was plain white.

 Angie felt a rock form in her stomach as she saw the still bountiful
bracelets on both Dan and Lynne's wrists. She wished she had followed her
friend's advice and gone for the maximum package.

Inside the hall, there was a band on a stage at one end with a dance area
in front of it. Circular tables filled the balance of the open space and
the perimeter had tables of food and drinks down one side, items for sale
along the end, and an area concealed by stretched white material forming a
series of screens on the other side.

"Looks like we are here fairly early. Why don't we get our names down for a
table close to the dance floor on the side by the curtains?" Dan suggested.

They all agreed and reserved premier places at a table one row in from the
front and the side. The tables were set with the finest linen, silver,
crystal and artistic centerpieces. The ladies were giddy with anticipation.
Like Dan, they checked out what the other women were wearing as the
attendees started to fill the room. Angie noticed a few others with only
four or so charms remaining, but very few.

They took their seats as a man in a tuxedo walked onto the stage and tapped
the microphone. "Welcome to the third annual SKINS Gala. My, my," he said,
"I can't remember when I've seen so many beautiful women and handsome men
assembled in one place. Oh, I take that back, last year, same time same
place." The attendees applauded. "Now, as you know, it is Eight O'clock,
well a little after, and we close the doors until Midnight. If you're not
in, you're out for the evening. This year we replaced the cards with charms
so you can have them on you at all times. Feel free to exchange them for
the fine items on the table in the back, but remember, in order to stay in,
you will need to feed the kitty every half an hour or so. Maestro?" The
music started up. "Let's let it all hang out." He said and left the stage.

For the next half an hour everyone drank, snacked, mingled, and checked
each other out until familiar music from a Broadway musical started up over
the PA system.  Svelte people dressed in nothing but underwear with their
bodies painted head to toe like cats slinked their way through the crowd
demanding a charm from each attendee. The man in the tux returned to the
stage and announced, "Remember, pay as you go or prepare to put on a show."

Angie looked for Dan. She was down to three charms and she had her eyes on
a $600 earring and necklace set for sale on a back table for just one
charm. Instead she found Lynne. 

"Look at this. I can get a six hundred-dollar jewelry set for one hundred
dollars. Please give me one of your charms. I'll pay you back as soon as we
get home." Angie pleaded.

"No way. I could get that jewelry set too, but what would I do when I run
out of charms?" Lynne pointed out.

"Oh geez, what am I going to do?" Angie said, with it finally sinking in.

"Let's ask." Lynne suggested.

"Let's find someone with just a few charms left." Angie suggested. "Look,
there."

"Excuse me. Hi. Have you been to one of these before?" Angie asked.

"Why yes."

"I see you have two charms left." Angie pointed out. "What do you plan to
do in an hour when they are gone?"

The younger woman smiled. "The first thing you can do is substitute an
article of clothing for a charm."

Angie reflexively took half a step back and put her hand over her gapping
mouth.

"Ah, what do you mean exactly?" Lynne asked.

"First you get a little freaky and then earn your way back as far as you
want to go." The young woman explained.

"What exactly do you mean by 'earn your way back'?" Angie asked.

"When you don't have anything to exchange with the SKINS Gala Affair
Committee for a charm, you can negotiate with anyone else here willing to
negotiate with you or agree to abide by the task written on a card drawn
from the Box of Destiny."

"Oh god," Angie said grabbing Lynne's forearm with both hands, "I need to
find Dan. We've got to go."

"I'm not going." Lynne said steadfastly. "You don't get your money back for
these charms. I've got $800 of fun yet to have here."

Angie went in search of Dan. As she moved through the crowd, a man took her
and turned her around into a dance. Angie graciously danced with him awhile
using the dance turns to look around for Dan. When she spotted him she
excused herself, regained her composure and headed his way.

"Honey, we've got to go." She said.

"We just got here. The fun stuff hasn't even started yet."

"I know, but I don't have enough charms to stay."

"They don't kick you out, they just have you give them articles of
clothing." He explained. "That's when the fun begins."

"I don't want to be everyone else's fun by taking off any clothing."

"Look. So you run out of charms and end up showing some of your delicious
charms. That is what makes this affair so special. The ones that
participate to the fullest have the most fun at these parties."

Angie slowly shook her head in dazed bewilderment.

"You've got layers of clothes." He continued. "Just try it until you can't
go any more."

"Come here." Angie directed walking Dan to the gift table. "If you get me
these, I'll stay longer."

"You found him." Lynne said approaching.

"Angie wants to go but is willing to negotiate to stay longer." Dan
explained.

"What's it gonna take to have you agree to stay the distance?" Lynne asked.

Angie's anxiety was momentarily assuaged as she looked over the offerings.
Her eyes perked up, "This vacation package, this jewelry set, and this spa
package."

"That's five charms total." Dan realized. "I'm only willing to go two
charms max."

Angie looked at Lynne with her chin down out the top of her eyes waiting
for an answer.

Lynne thought about her own ability to stay there. If Dan and Angie were to
leave she would lose the charms anyway. "Okay, okay. I'll do the other
three, but you have to promise me you will not ask us to leave again until
Midnight." 

Angie was momentarily excited as Dan and Lynne unhooked their charms and
turned them in for the donated items on the table. Angie remained excited
until the items were taken off the table in reserve for her later. Then she
turned pale as the music came up over the loud speakers and the human cats
snaked their way through the people to retrieve a charm from each.

Lynne's anxiety started to grow as she was down four charms all at once.
She had four charms left and five, maybe six more tolls to pay before the
doors opened again. Plus with the incredible deals that Angie just struck,
she started to itch for one of the remaining donated specials herself.

"Com'on, let's dance." Dan asked Angie.

They danced for a while and before they expected it the cat music played
again and they had to "feed the kitty". With just one charm left Angie
started to feel weak in the knees and asked if they could sit down for a
while. As they got to their table all of the attention in the hall was
drawn to a table two over from them. When people moved aside enough for
them to see, their jaws slacked open in amazement as the young woman Angie
talked to about the charms was dramatically removing her blouse and she
wasn't wearing a bra!

"Looks like she just got them done for this event." Dan said remarking
about how high and taught the lady's breasts were.

Angie slouched in her chair and put her fingers over her eyes embarrassed,
but kept her fingers apart enough to take in every nuance of the event. She
clutched her fluttering stomach with her other arm below her breasts while
thinking that could easily be her. 

Lynne excused herself and scurried up to Angie's side and grabbed her hand
that was covering her eyes. "Do you believe this?"

"What are we going to do?" Angie whined.

"See if you can talk anybody out of a charm or two. I'm still good for a
while. Maybe we'll get to see a couple of studs without their duds before
the evening is over." Lynne said optimistically.

"That's easy for you, you came unencumbered. What would Dan think if I
ogled other men here?"

"Look." Lynne said directing Angie's attention toward Dan who was
thoroughly enjoying the show the young exhibitionist was giving everyone.

"I've got to go to the powder room. Coming?" Angie said standing up,
looking at Lynne looking at everyone looking at the woman.

Angie splashed water on her face and stared in the mirror while she patted
her face dry. Lynne joined her as they redid their makeup. When they were
done with mutually supportive conversation and their makeup, they left the
room only to be greeted a cat demanding a charm from each.

Angie nearly fainted when she looked at the empty band around her wrist.
"That's it. I can't do this. I'm just going to hide out in the bathroom for
the rest of the night."

"Com'on, look, two more women are surrendering clothes. The cats are naked
except for a layer of body paint. Look there, that woman we talked to is
only wearing panties, garter and stockings. She doesn't seem to mind. And
there, that's more like it; a couple of guys have lost their jackets and
ties. This could end up being fun." Lynne encouraged.

"I'm going to get some more to drink." Angie stated.

"I'll join you." Lynne replied.

"What is this?" Angie asked the server behind a table with drinks.

"Jell-O Shots, Ma'am."

"I'm going to take one of each color." Angie said boldly.

"Let me try one of those too." Lynne joined in.

The ladies then each selected a tall drink and walked down the line. "Let's
get something to eat so we don't get sick." Lynne suggested.

With drink and plates in hand they made their way back to the table. As
they settled into their seats, the cats came around to gather charms.

"That wasn't a full half an hour, was it?" Angie asked.

"Oh god. I hope they aren't doing more than two an hour or I'm screwed."
Lynne remarked.

Two cats stood on either side of Angie while she decided what to take off.
She looked around and felt that all eyes were on her as she decided,
although they were actually alternating with a woman at the table next to
her as well.

What should I do?" She whined to Lynne.

"You wearing pantyhose?" Lynne asked. Angie nodded. "I'd lose the skirt.
It wouldn't be much different than tights and a top."

Angie was too nervous and upset to think it through for herself, so she
took her friend's advice on faith and unfastened her skirt. The people
immediately around her applauded her decision, which brought more attention
to her predicament. The cats took down the number on her bracelet and then
took her skirt away leaving Angie crossing her wrists across her lap as she
sat and slouched to hide under the tablecloth.

Dan came to the table to encourage her.

"Where have you been?" She asked acerbically. "I just had to do the most
embarrassing thing in my life."

"I'm sorry honey. So much is happening now, I don't think you need to feel
like you are being singled out." He said. "Look around. Probably a quarter
of the women and many of the men have given up an article of clothing, even
though most of them still have tokens left. I really think you need to
start to relax and get into the spirit of this."

"That's easy for you to say." Lynne retorted. "You still have options on
your wrist."

Dan signaled one of the cats and gave her his suit jacket, shirt, and tie
leaving him in his tank top undershirt. He put the two charms she gave him
in exchange back onto his bracelet.

"All right Danny Boy." Lynne said approvingly.

"Why don't you get a token back and join me exposed like this?" Angie
challenged.

Lynne looked at her stalling to respond and then leaned in, cupped her hand
to Angie's ear and whispered, "I'm not wearing a bra." Angie's eyes
widened. "And, you can see right through my panties and remember? �"

"Oh god, that's right." Angie suddenly realized.

"Yeah, what a time for us to decide to surprise the boys by shaving
ourselves down there." Lynne remarked just loud enough that only Angie
would hear.

Their pity-fest was interrupted by the MC announcing that the lady, which
Angie and Lynne had talked to earlier, was willing to test her fate by
drawing from the Box of Destiny. She stood next to him on the stage looking
fairly comfortable in her near total nudity, in just her garter, stocking
and heels. The man in the tux held up one hand while she rested the palm of
the other on her behind. He walked her in front of him holding her hand up
so she could reach in the box for her instructions.

She put her hand in smiling at her audience and then handed the man the
card. "Okay, Olivia is it? Olivia, you have drawn the task of fetching
people drinks for the balance of this period. 

"Fits her." Lynne commented. "She is the ultimate exhibitionist."

The ladies looked around and commented on others until the cats came around
for payment again.

"What am I gonna do this time?" Angie fretted.

"You have no choice, Girl, lose the blouse." Lynne pointed out.

Lynne gave up her last charm and sat with her hand covering her forehead
shielding her eyes in self-pity as her best friend was revealing her bra
encased tits now bulging into view for everyone in the hall.

Angie waved Dan over. "We need to go. I can't go another layer." She
pleaded desperately.

Dan looked at Lynne, who was lost in foreboding and replied to Angie, "A
deal's a deal. You've got almost $5000.00 in benefit coming to you from
Lynne and I putting up $500.00 in exchange for your agreement to stay the
distance."

"You want to see me naked in front of all these people?"

"By the end of the evening, the way I hear it, nearly everyone is going to
be that way, it's just that some get that way sooner than others, and some
willingly and some not so willingly. If you would just get into the spirit
of it, I think you will find it quite exhilarating."

"What about the people we know here seeing me like this, doesn't that
bother you?"

"When you see them the same way, it just makes for better friends." Dan
replied. "Look, there is Stan in just his boxers."

Angie looked and Stan waved back smiling. "If we can tell that is Stan in
that silly mask, then he can tell it's me. I don't know how I'm ever going
to be able to face these people again after this."

"Trust me, you will."

The MC came on the sound system again. "This SKINS Gala is coming off
nicely this year, don't you all agree?" He smiled at the applause. "Now, we
have a couple more ladies willing to draw from the Box of Destiny." He read
from a card. "Okay Jennifer, you can draw first. While Jennifer draws,
please give these beautiful ladies up here a round of applause. Okay, what
do we have here? Jennifer, it says you must dance a slow dance with a
member of the same sex and have one additional body part touching the same
body part of the other besides your hands and your arms throughout the
dance."

The nude Jennifer with carpet not matching the drapes looked out over the
audience with her hand shielding her eyes until she saw someone she knew
and waved. Then she joined that person on the dance floor waiting for the
music to resume.

Angie was relieved she didn't have to resort to a stunt to get her past the
next round.

The MC introduced three more attractive ladies who had either traded their
charms for merchandise or favors or just didn't buy enough tickets as Angie
had done. The first one had to be available behind one of the screens to
give or receive an upper body massage from the first person willing to pay
a charm to the SKINS Foundation for the privilege.

The next lady, a little meatier all around than the rest, drew a card that
had her get body painted in the screened area. She seemed thrilled with
that. The lady after that drew sitting on the lap of someone willing to pay
a charm and then feeding them food and drinks for the balance of the round,

Angie cringed when she heard that.

"And finally we have Susan. Susan see what the Box of Destiny has for you.
Okay, Susan has drawn having her photograph taken behind curtain number one
for the lucky presenter of one charm where she poses herself or for two
charms the recipient of the picture can pose her the way they want her to
model for it. Yes indeed. I wish I were allowed to vie for this one." The
MC said holding Susan's hand up away from her body. "Who are the lucky ones
going to be?"

Angie gripped her friend Lynne. "Oh god, we can't draw that one!"

"I know. I don't like the looks of some of these guys that have been
flirting with me." Lynne added.

"Let me make an announcement before I let this round begin. I want to
remind you that the activities I have read off to you are available for you
to do on your own to earn back charms. I am being told that there are still
many fabulous packages donated by our generous sponsors just waiting for
you lucky buyers. And the deals are as high as ten cents on the dollar.
Okay then, let's get it on."

They watched with intense curiosity as the two women danced touching their
nipples to each other's. Angie eventually looked at Lynne who was looking
back at her and blushed. Then they looked at the massage, the photography,
and the body painting in silhouette from the lights behind them casting
their activities on the screens somewhat larger than life.

"Let's get some more Jell-o shots." Lynne suggested.

Angie did her best to keep up with Lynne while her holding her arms across
her bra-encased tits and trying extra hard to maintain her balance with her
knees held tight together in her heels. She was still in a vast minority of
nearly naked women and her shyness was drawing attention from men and women
alike. She thanked god for the privacy panel of her pantyhose and that her
breasts were being supported as she walked. Lynne handed her a shot and
Angie fumbled with it until it fell.

"I guess you've had enough." Lynne said downing one and then another.

Lynne gripped Angie by the back of her upper arm and escorted her back
toward the table. On the way they stopped a second to watch the lady
squirming in the lap of an amorous gent and feeding him playfully before
heading back to the table to better watch the fun on the screens. When they
got there, there was a line of three men, and one of them with a woman in
general undress, waiting to get into the photographing area before the cats
returned to start a new round.

Then the moment they were both dreading came. The cats came around to pick
up everyone's antes. Angie nearly fainted when Lynne unhooked her bra. A
cat tried to gently pull it out of her hands, but waited a moment for Angie
to rustle up the courage. When a cat helped Lynne out of her dress, Angie
perked up seeing her friend trying to cover her chest and crotch as best
she could. Lynne's fancy suspender hose, being open in the crotch up the
front and back like chaps, highlighted her translucent panties much to her
dismay. With how wet she was growing between her legs, her panties were now
virtually transparent in the crotch.

"You wanted to stay." Angie reminded her. "I'll take my hands down if do
too,  but at the same time."

Dan came up from behind Angie, put his hands on her upper arms and nestled
her neck with a kiss. "You ladies having fun yet?" He asked with his chin
still nestled in her neck as he gazed with great anticipation at Lynne's
attempts to cover her charms. He moved his arms around Angie just under her
breasts. Now that he was more or less supporting her body, he moved his
hands up to cover her breasts displacing her own and causing her to swoon
into his body. "You seem to like this." He said twirling her erect
nipples." 

Her eyes were closed and the alcohol dulled the noise so she temporarily
forgot that she was topless in a room with hundreds of people, most of them
still clothed. When she started to moan from his cupping and gently
squeezing her breasts, he whispered, "You are the most beautiful woman here
tonight. Loosen up and enjoy yourself." 

He kissed her again and backed away leaving her to catch her balance and
flutter her eyes open to the reality that all those around her had been
getting quite an eyeful by watching Dan's delicious groping.

"Com'on." She said to Lynne grabbing one of her hands and leading her away
from the table. "We've got to figure out a way to get some more tokens."

Lynne was dragging. She was high from alcohol and she didn't know whether
to cover her bouncing breasts or her hairless pussy showing through her
panties, so she alternated as Angie led their way through the crowd. 

Hardly anyone was by the food tables so she stopped there for some privacy
and a vantagepoint. Lynne was dizzy and her arms were hanging at her sides,
so Angie shook her by her upper arms to bring some life back into her.
Lynne came to and listened to Angie trying to brainstorm until they both
stopped to eavesdrop on a couple negotiating behind them by the gift table.

"Please." The woman whined. "I'll take my clothes off for you and you can
have a picture of me naked."

"I don't have very many tokens left." He said.

"I'll pose the way you want me to pose for just one token. All I need is
one token to make it through the night and get this shopping spree at
Turpins."

"Hey, I wanted that one." Lynne complained to her friend.

"Shhh. Let's see what he does."

"What would Chad say if he ever saw that I had a picture of you naked at my
house?" The man said.

"You've been wanting to see me naked for months. Here's your chance." She
said lyrically.

"Okay, okay, you win, let's get a place in line." He conceded.

"Ooooo, juicy." Angie said. Then the cat music started playing again. "Oh
no Lynne, what are we gonna do?"

"I need another drink." Lynne said in a stupor.

Then Angie felt a tap on her shoulder and a familiar voice, "Hey Angie, are
you enjoying yourself?"

"Becky?" Angie responded in disbelief as Becky struck a pose. Angie poured
her eyes over Becky's body painted like a calico cat. She was white from
her feet up the inside of her thighs and arms, all the way up her belly to
her neck and the muzzle of her face. The outside of her legs and arms,
backside, and the balance of her head and face were painted in calico
colors. Angie checked to see what she was wearing underneath and saw a
swimsuit bottom or panties, but did a double take as she focused on Becky's
proud breasts and thimble-sized nipples standing at attention, begging to
be touched. "Ah, yes. It's definitely interesting. I wish I had taken your
advice and gone for ten charms instead of just five. I didn't realize just
how good the bargains would be on those tables."

"I wanted to tell you, but we are sworn to secrecy in order to add to the
thrill of a person's first time here." Becky explained. "You know though,
it's time. I need to take something for an ante."

"Yeah, I figured." Angie conceded. "Well, here goes the last thread of my
dignity." She said as she removed her pantyhose. Becky smiled approvingly
as she saw the bald shaved pussy between her friend's legs.

"Don't want anyone to know whether or not you dye your hair, I see." Becky
joked causing Angie to cover her pubic area and breasts as best she could.
"Don't be embarrassed." She continued. I'll tell you what. I'll make it all
up to you. If you want to go up to the Box of Destiny, I'll fix it so you
get to wear some clothes."

"You would?"

"One of the tasks in the Box is modeling the lingerie package on the table
there. You'd have to stop covering up with your hands, but you would have a
little something on."

"I'll do it."

"Me too." Lynne added while taking off her suspender hose to give to Becky.

"I can fix it so you can model the Fantasy Package. It covers you up
somewhat as well." 

"Oh, thank you." Lynne said perking up.

"One thing though," Becky explained, "you need to be out of clothing
options in order to draw from the Box of Destiny. The good news is that I
can give you a charm for your underwear right now."

Angie and Lynne were each perplexed with the situation. She would have a
charm back to redeem for clothing, which she so dearly wanted, but would
have to join Angie totally nude for it.

"Remember," Becky added, "you can use that charm to shop the Specials Table
behind you and you still will get something to wear."

"I'll do it." Lynne quickly announced and looking back at the prize table,
stepped out of her panties. 

After Lynne redeemed her charm on the Turpin Stores Shopping Spree, Becky
grabbed Angie and Angie grabbed Lynne to form a train of bouncing breasts
weaving through the adoring crowd. The two ladies were so thrilled at the
prospect of having some clothes to wear and combined with the alcohol, they
didn't seem to mind until they started to step up on the stage.

"No, wait." Angie said stopping the forward progress. "I don't think I can
do this." With Lynne still holding one hand away from her and Becky holding
the other, Angie felt totally exposed and without recourse.

"Look, we are going to have to step up here some more this evening anyway.
We don't have any more options." Lynne explained getting a little more
sober as to the situation they found themselves in. "The sooner we get this
over with, the sooner we have something to wear. Or let me put it this way,
if we don't go up there now, we will have nothing to wear. Do you want
that?"

Angie broke the logjam and they walked up onto the stage. The MC garnered
the attention of everyone that had not already been watching them parade
around naked. Becky left the stage after whispering something to the MC.
Now they were on a stage nude alone with the MC, humiliated and
embarrassed. First he took Angie and held her arm up to display her to the
crowd. "So Angie, do you agree to abide by the directive from the Box of
Destiny?" Angie nodded sheepishly and the applause from the audience sealed
the deal. Then he read an impromptu assignment to model the lingerie
package for the partiers. After Angie stepped back he took the mortified
Lynne in the same manor and gave her the assignment of modeling the fantasy
package.

The ladies figured they would go back to the table and maybe take the items
into the restroom to change, but Becky and another cat brought them up onto
the stage where they would be asked to try them on. Becky helped Angie get
into the first article, a frilly item with cats eye openings at the breasts
inadequately held together by a ribbon above and below Angie's turgid
nipples poking through. The bib front went down between her legs, in a
thong up her butt checks, and tied around her waist in front. Much to her
dismay, the crotch area was open and highlighted her bold shaving move from
the day before. 

When everything was in place, she was helped down the stairs and asked to
make a round through the tables for everyone to see up close before
returning to the stage for her next change.

While Angie walked among the partiers nearly overcome with the humiliation
and embarrassment of everyone looking closely at how her body was displayed
in the frilly number, Lynne was being helped into a harem girl or genie
costume. It did little more than create the illusion of a costume as the
pantaloons and top were for all tense and purposes transparent and there
was no gusset in the crotch for her modesty. She regretted giving up her
panties, as they were not as transparent as what she was now wearing.

Lynne too walked among the tables faint with embarrassment and humiliated
at being on display. Her only solace was briefly passing her friend on
Angie's way back to the stage. This continued for three costume changes
each, one revealing as the other, and the process not feeling much better
to them in subsequent turns. 

At the end of the round, they wondered what they would do next. There were
still more costumes to change into in the packages, or there was the option
of abiding by the assignments of the Box of Destiny. The enemy they knew
was more agreeable than the enemy they didn't know yet, so they spent the
next round finishing up the costumes in the packages. The second time
around proved to be easier as the partiers were more into their costumes
this time than their bodies under them.

But time would catch up and the MC announced that they would open up the
purchase of more charms to anyone who still had clothes on for a one-time
window. And, since the hour was growing late, the assignments in the box
were a little more risqué. "And remember," he said, "there are still many
fabulous prizes on the back table at deals you will never see in any store.
The doors will open again soon, but we have the Hall until one o'clock, so
anyone who feels they have not partied enough, now is the time to get your
groove on."

By now the line for the Box of Destiny was an uninterrupted task for the
MC. "And, we have a familiar face, Angie right?" Angie nodded demurely,
holding the fingers of her left hand in her right in front of her denuded
pubic area. Please reach in here and pull out your task of destiny." Angie
reached in and tried to read it as she handed it to the MC. "Oh yes. The
tickle chamber behind curtain number five." He said with a devilish smile.
"I'm told we'll take up to seven, so anyone who wants to tickle this
gorgeous creature, buy a feather with a charm and assemble behind curtain
five."

Participants rushed to give up one charm to get a peacock feather or two to
get an ostrich feather, but only seven were let in. Angie was very ticklish
and almost needed to be dragged to the area behind the screen. She was to
stand in the middle of the seven seated ticklers. There was a light behind
her and her silhouette was projected onto the curtain for the rest of the
audience to watch her agonizing ordeal. "Begin." The MC announced and then
went on to Lynne.

Angie couldn't believe it was happening to her. Seven people were looking
up closely at her naked body and exploring her tickle response in every
conceivable place. She had only two hands and she was unable to fend off
all of the invading feather tips. They tentatively started behind her,
working up the backs of her legs focusing on the backs of her knees. When
she would stoop to swat away the offending tickles, others zeroed in on her
opening ass crack and dangling breasts. This would make her yelp and shoot
straight up again. Teamwork spontaneously formed. As she parted her feet a
bit to get better balance, seated people would hook a leg around her ankle.
Then if she covered either her breasts or her crotch area, some people
distracted her with feathers to her ears, nose, neck or the eyeholes of the
mask. At one point she crossed over from fighting them off to actively
sticking out her breasts and undulating her hips to get more friction going
between her legs. The feather holders working between her legs pulled down
a bit at this, causing her to gradually squat to maintain contact with
them. Their goal was obviously to make her orgasm, but to stretch it out
for as long as possible. 

People got up on the tables to see over the crowd standing in front of the
sheet-like material. This was fortunate for Lynne who was assigned to dance
on the stage, something she often fantasized about doing, but never
intended to ever carry out. With all attention on her friend's tickle
nightmare behind the screen, she could dance in ways she only imagined or
reserved for times in private. As she experimented, she got one groupie to
switch from watching Angie's scene to watching her. Then another and
another switched until her fantasy was becoming a reality and she started
dancing as provocatively as she knew how behind the minimal anonymity of
the mask around her eyes. With each new found bold move a few more people
switched to watch her and her confidence started ratcheting up. Finally,
Dan moved to the front and started to hoot and holler, which made her
embarrassed and she nearly stopped. Dan fell silent and the others urged
her on again and she rose above the humiliation and danced like a pro by
the end of the period.

Meanwhile, Angie's agony turned into ecstasy several times. The man with
the ostrich feather could get her to hump it while the ones with the
peacock feathers drove her mad with the lightness of the tickle. The group
figured out how to alternate between giving her what she was asking for and
teasing her into chasing what she needed. She pleaded with them to stop
between orgasms but they kept asking her for concessions and when she
wouldn't agree, they got her going again.

Finally she couldn't take it anymore. The man negotiated for the group.
"Well, if we let you go early, will you give us each a picture?"

"Okay, anything." 

He touched her again between her legs with the feather. "And we get to pose
you the way we want you to pose without having to pay extra tokens?"

"Yesssss! Anything; please let me stop." She managed to get out.

"Without the mask?" He pushed.

"No!" She squawked.

"Okay, fine." He said. 

With that the group took Angie over to the photographer and asked the
people in line if they could cut in. They had all been enjoying her squirm
and squeal on the screen so they obliged. Besides, they knew they had the
very best vantage to see her posing up against the screen they were
standing in front of. 

The cats circulated for the last ante of the evening, but didn't disturb
the photo modeling session. Lynne however was not so lucky. She had to draw
from the Box of Destiny one last time. Now she had to find someone to do a
lap dance for that was willing to redeem a charm for each ten minutes of
dance time. The one caveat being she had to be touching that person at one
point and only one point the entire time. She had to find someone with
charms left, someone she would be comfortable to be that intimate with, and
someone that would not be threatening to her husband.

She walked for a couple of minutes sizing up her candidates and was
basically disgusted with her choices. When the MC reminded her that she
needed to decide soon, she shook her hands while padding in place in
obvious frustration until Dan came up from behind her, turned her around
and sat down on a chair right in front of her.

He gave a couple of charms to the cat waiting for Lynne's choice and the
cat backed away. Lynne was relieved that the decision was made for her, but
Dan would have been her last choice. Their flirting was hard enough
considering he was her best friend's man. Now she was going to show him all
her charms up close in the lewdest of ways with hundreds of people
watching. She at least wished that Angie were there to monitor and give her
feedback of where to draw the line.

This time she had a bigger audience from the start and people moved tables
and chairs back out of the way to create a round dance area with Dan in the
chair at the center. Dan smiled and held out his hand for her. She
nervously placed her fingers in it and approached his side. Then she
started dancing behind him thinking about the times she practiced this very
thing with her big stuffed animal, Mr. Bear in her guest bedroom. She tried
a couple of moves to the delight of the audience, but soon the frustrated
Dan pulled her back around the front.

With having to touch Dan somewhere, she couldn't dance at any distance.
With Dan in just his undershirt, briefs, shoes and socks, she was a little
turned on by him and turned on a lot by her forced nudity in front of so
many people. She was embarrassed that he would see the glistening evidence
of her arousal on her cunt lips in bloom starting to extend beyond her
hairless puffy labia. He was already doing a close examination of her
grapefruit sized breasts capped with dark pink areolas and erect gumdrop
sized nipples. They were far more delicious than he had tried to imagine
all these years. She realized that if it wasn't him in the chair, he would
have been somewhere in the audience anyway and started her dance.

The photo area was set up with professional equipment and a photographer
painted like the cats. Each of the seven people filled out cards with their
names and addresses to be sent their copy of the pictures. The first guy
tried posing Angie in several different poses before allowing the
photographer to snap the picture.

"Okay fella, give Angie a break there, okay?" The photographer said.

Angie snapped her arms and hands to her breasts and pubis. "Ted, is that
you?"

"Hi Angie, didn't expect to see you back here." Ted said.

"But I �"

"Don't worry, I'll keep these people honest for you." He said to reassure
her.

But for Angie, she was totally naked in heels and pearls before her best
friend's husband. She had been getting fairly comfortable with her forced
nudity around the hundreds of strangers, but now felt the humiliation and
embarrassment of earlier in the evening flooding back. What made matters
worse was the obvious stiffness Ted was displaying under his painted
Speedos. 

"Oh what the hell," The man posing her exclaimed, "turn your back to the
camera, bend over and grab your ankles." He stood next to her with his hand
on her upper rear cheeks and smiled facing the camera. FLASH

The reality sunk in when the lights flashed. Angie couldn't have been more
humiliated. The next person was a woman who was kinder and gentler with her
having her face the camera and smile while having Angie lift her more than
a handful sized breasts with her hands. FLASH

All of the poses had her keep her legs spread. Each person wanted a shot of
her denuded pubic and pussy regions. It looked particularly sexy on her. A
woman posed her with her hands behind her head. Another woman posed her
twisting at the waist and looking back over her shoulder enough to show a
nice view of the side of her breast. A man got on his hands and knees and
had her put her left foot up on his back as they both smiled for the
camera. The one that caused her to balk the strongest was the man that had
her lean back into his hands trusting he would support her from falling on
her backside, and then having her reach down and hold her pussy petals
apart with her fingers. She had to be reminded that she made a deal to get
out of the tickling early and she scrunch up her face in an expression of
pain, closed her eyes and held them apart. FLASH

All she could think about was what Ted must think of her as she forced a
sickly smile to each of her former tormentors as they left the area. She
wanted to check in with Ted, but was pushed out by the people in line
wanting to get pictures done before one o'clock so she left in search of
Lynne.

Meanwhile Dan was gradually working Lynne closer and trying to get her to
smile through her humiliation and embarrassment. When she was straddling
his legs, the audience became the touching police and reminded them that
only one body part be touching, so Dan had to let go of her hand when the
inside of her leg was touching his. 

Dan put his hands over his growing erection and Lynne found the touch of
their legs too intimate and widened her stance bringing her a little closer
to his lap. The audience demanded that a body part touch, so Dan rested the
backside of his fingers on the inside of her leg. Lynne swooned at the
touch and continued to dance with her eyes closed to block out the crowd
and the familiarity of her best friend's man.

When Dan got no resistance to moving his fingers up a notch here and there,
he gradually moved them all the way to Lynne's nether lips where she
dropped down on them trying to swallow them up. Dan looked around and
shared a smile with the audience as he held his hand palm up with two
fingers extended together toward Lynne's labia. The audience smiled,
nodded, gave him thumbs up with approval as he held his fingers still when
Lynne was wanting him to rub her instead.

Lynne was beyond caring. Closing her eyes was all she needed to block out
enough humiliation to be able to undulate her hips and get the friction she
needed from his outstretched fingers. The faster she moved her hips the
steadier he held his hand supporting it by the wrist with his other. 

Angie approached the crowd that was chanting a soft "yes, yes, yes �" in
unison and pealed her way through them to the front. She was not amused at
Dan's boyish prank smile he flashed at her at first. Here was her best
friend frigging herself on her man's fingers in front of the world. She
soon realized that Lynne was not trying to take her man away, just trying
to get her pesky horns clipped. In fact she needed it so badly that she was
willing to humiliate herself in front of hundreds of their neighbors to
accomplish it. She felt her pain and frustration and stood biting her
thumbnail watching her friend's depravity.

The audience's chanting quieted as Lynne's moans and squeals grew louder.
They looked at each other quizzically as Lynne uttered, "Yes Mr. Bear, yes!
You wonderful creature you. �" She was humping Dan's fingers the fastest
and hardest when she squealed a tight high-pitched "ooooo" like air
escaping a balloon. Then her head went back and she stood still thanking
Dan profusely for continuing to rub her when she had no strength left to
get the last few bubbles of tension out of her system.

When she showed signs of coming to, the audience started to disperse to
minimize her embarrassment. She fluttered her eyes open when Dan was
backing his chair away and standing up. All he said before heading to Angie
was, "Now that was worth it."

"You cad." Angie said hitting his upper arm with the back of her swinging
hand.

"Hey, I helped her out. She'll tell you. She couldn't find anyone to do the
dance for, she was under pressure, and I stepped in for her. You heard her
thanking me."

"That was for � oh never mind." Angie conceded. "Can we go now?"

"I still have one more charm left. Get your clothes and we'll get going."

Angie rounded up her embarrassed friend and walked her over to the checked
clothes. A cat took their numbers and presented them each with a numbered
plastic box. They put on their clothes and waited for Dan to come back and
get the car. Lynne started to tear up. 

"What's the matter?" Angie said putting her arms around her from behind.

"I'm so sorry I did that in front of Dan." She sobbed.

"I've got news for you." Angie said. "Do you know what Ted's gig was
tonight?" Lynne perked up as she shook her head. "He was the photographer
behind screen number one." 

"You mean �"

"Yes, he has photographed me every way from Sunday in the raw, so I'd say
we are even."

They were hugging to seal the continuation of their friendship just when
Dan walked in to get them. Lynne still found it hard to look him in the
eye. "Here you go." He said to Angie handing her a leather box containing
her necklace and earring set and then an envelope for the vacation and the
spa. "And for you." He said to Lynne as he handed her the envelope for the
Turpin Stores Shopping Spree. 

Angie was looking at her jewelry purchase and Lynne was looking down at the
envelope in her hands when Dan said, "And now for you, and you." He handed
each of them an additional envelope. 

"What is this?" Angie said surprised.

"Open them." He encouraged.

Their eyes widened as Angie discovered he had bought her the lingerie
package and Lynne the fantasy costumes package. "Souvenirs of what I hope
was a good time." He said.

There was a pregnant pause, then the ladies looked at each other and burst
out laughing. Then they group hugged Dan and all left.

Epilog:

Dan and Ted each had the best sex of their lives before they fell asleep
that night. Angie and Lynne however, both stayed awake for a while
wondering what was to become of those pictures.