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| - | You’re a high school aged lesbian at the abandoned ‘Fun Camp’ for Halloween vacation and you’ve just warned by some crazy old guy, he was like 28 that the ‘Slasher’..oooh, will get you and your friends if you stay the night at in the camp. But you and your friends are horny and looking for a good time, so being blatantly lesbian, you decide you’re out to seduce Nikki the aspiring model. | + | You’re a high school aged lesbian at the abandoned ‘Fun Camp’ for Halloween vacation and you’ve just warned by some crazy old guy, he was like 28 that the ‘Slasher’... oooh, will get you and your friends if you stay the night at in the camp. But you and your friends are horny and looking for a good time, so being blatantly lesbian, you decide you’re out to seduce Nikki, the aspiring model. |
| - | + | “Alright bitches,” Tomas says. “Let’s claim our bunks and get the camp fire going! Then we’ll smoke some weed and slam some wine coolers!” | |
| - | “Fuck yeah!” Nikki shouts throwing her hands into the air as all you girls all let out a ‘wooo!’ You eye her up and down lecherously. She’s a tall, thin brunette, dressed in a short blue jean skirt and tight t shirt that say’s ‘bitchy’ across her perky braless breasts. | + | “Fuck yeah!” Nikki shouts, throwing her hands into the air as all you girls all let out a ‘wooo!’ You eye her up and down lecherously. She’s a tall, thin brunette, dressed in a short blue jean skirt and tight t-shirt that say’s ‘bitchy’ across her perky braless breasts. |
| - | You’re happy to see that each cabin | + | You’re happy to see that each cabin has two bunks and seeing your chance, you call out enthusiastically, “I’ve got Nikki!” |
| - | “Sure you do lesbo,” Jackie sneers. For whatever reason the rich-bitch blonde cheerleading chick has never liked you, but you have the same friends so you have to put up with her. You stick your tongue through your two fingers flick it at her just to piss her off. | + | “Sure you do, lesbo,” Jackie sneers. For whatever reason, the rich-bitch blonde cheerleading chick has never liked you, but you have the same friends so you have to put up with her. You stick your tongue through your two fingers and flick it at her just to piss her off. |
“Fuck you,” she says as her and Chris head towards the other bunk. | “Fuck you,” she says as her and Chris head towards the other bunk. | ||
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You and Nikki enter your cabin. | You and Nikki enter your cabin. | ||
| - | “It’s kinda creepy in here | + | “It’s kinda creepy in here,” Nikki says and you have to admit that she’s right. There’s little more than the two bunks in here and a bare light bulb hanging from the ceiling. |
“This is so cool,” you say as you put your overnight bag on your bunk and start to get situated. | “This is so cool,” you say as you put your overnight bag on your bunk and start to get situated. | ||
| - | “Yeah it is, this is so going to rock!” You eye Nikki as she bends over to slide her bag under her bunk, the hem of her skirt rising to just below her tight model-fit ass. “Oh fuck!” she exclaims. | + | “Yeah it is, this is so going to rock!” You eye Nikki as she bends over to slide her bag under her bunk, the hem of her skirt rising to just below her tight, model-fit ass. “Oh fuck!” she exclaims. |
“What, what is it?” you ask. | “What, what is it?” you ask. | ||
| - | “My blankets are | + | “My blankets are all… stained. There’s no way I’m sleeping on that shit.” |
| - | You see what’s she’s talking about | + | You see what’s she’s talking about. “Weird, it almost looks like… dried blood?" |
| - | “Whatever, can I share your bunk with you?” | + | “Whatever, can I share your bunk with you?” she asks. You almost cream your panties. The two of you lock eyes. |
Do you: | Do you: | ||
Current revision as of 12:44, 30 January 2009
You’re a high school aged lesbian at the abandoned ‘Fun Camp’ for Halloween vacation and you’ve just warned by some crazy old guy, he was like 28 that the ‘Slasher’... oooh, will get you and your friends if you stay the night at in the camp. But you and your friends are horny and looking for a good time, so being blatantly lesbian, you decide you’re out to seduce Nikki, the aspiring model.
“Alright bitches,” Tomas says. “Let’s claim our bunks and get the camp fire going! Then we’ll smoke some weed and slam some wine coolers!”
“Fuck yeah!” Nikki shouts, throwing her hands into the air as all you girls all let out a ‘wooo!’ You eye her up and down lecherously. She’s a tall, thin brunette, dressed in a short blue jean skirt and tight t-shirt that say’s ‘bitchy’ across her perky braless breasts.
You’re happy to see that each cabin has two bunks and seeing your chance, you call out enthusiastically, “I’ve got Nikki!”
“Sure you do, lesbo,” Jackie sneers. For whatever reason, the rich-bitch blonde cheerleading chick has never liked you, but you have the same friends so you have to put up with her. You stick your tongue through your two fingers and flick it at her just to piss her off.
“Fuck you,” she says as her and Chris head towards the other bunk.
You and Nikki enter your cabin.
“It’s kinda creepy in here,” Nikki says and you have to admit that she’s right. There’s little more than the two bunks in here and a bare light bulb hanging from the ceiling.
“This is so cool,” you say as you put your overnight bag on your bunk and start to get situated.
“Yeah it is, this is so going to rock!” You eye Nikki as she bends over to slide her bag under her bunk, the hem of her skirt rising to just below her tight, model-fit ass. “Oh fuck!” she exclaims.
“What, what is it?” you ask.
“My blankets are all… stained. There’s no way I’m sleeping on that shit.”
You see what’s she’s talking about. “Weird, it almost looks like… dried blood?"
“Whatever, can I share your bunk with you?” she asks. You almost cream your panties. The two of you lock eyes.
Do you:
| Slasher's Body Count: |
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| Live:You (a girl who likes girls), Nikki (your bunkmate), Tomas, Andrew, Chris, Jackie |
| Dead:No one... yet |
