The Grand Arena / Decide on the train, following Samantha (4)

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The Grand Arena

Deciding on everyone taking the train challenge, Samantha presses the button for the challenge second after Reiko. You are just glad that everyone decided on trying to get through the train challenge, you want to stick together with everyone as much as possible. You probably won't have too much success by yourself in this crazy temple. Suddenly you dissapear after Reiko.

And then, you step onto a train.[1] Your thoughts are wiped, and all you can see is the filled to the top train infront of you that you step into. Your not quite sure why you're here, but you know there is a stop a fair distance down the track that you have to get off on. It is very important that you make it you realize. And for some reason you have a small warning of danger in the back of your mind. Why would you think that? You are just riding a train. You'll just get on, ride it to the end, then get off. Frowning, you simply get on and move over to grab a vertical bar next to the seats, all the seats seem taken at the moment.

You are quite surprised at how full the train is, there hardly seems like any room to even stand. You finally grab onto the bar though, and the train starts moving. You just mind your own business for a while, before suddenly you feel a hand ride up your skirt and grab your ass. Frowning, you just pull away from the hand. You take a look behind you, but you realize you have no idea who did it. Pervert.

But as you are looking behind you suddenly a hand comes forward and squeezes one of your breasts. Gasping, eyes going wide, you quickly turn back, hands coming up to defend your breasts. "Hey.." You mutter, throwing his hand off. Which is when suddenly your skirt is lifted again from behind, this time a hand slipping under your panties and to your horror manages to shove something up your ass.

Eyes going wide you give a small cry, spinning around, a hand instantly running down to your ass as you pull it away from the hand. To your horror, whatever it is inside you starts to vibrate.


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