She staggered toward the window, shoving it open with one hand while battling the flapping mess. Then, shooting a wild glance back, she growled, "Mila, Kandi… move it! Help me toss this crap in the trash!"
Mila and Kandi grabbed the huge pillow, tugging as it thrashed. It smacked Seraphina's nose. She yelped, released her bear hug, and slung it—hitting the ceiling.
"My nose!!" Seraphina shrieked, clutching her face. "It got me! Illegal move!! CHEATER! Headbutting me with your butt to my head!" She shook her head in disbelief, feeling the sting as her nose began to bleed slightly.
["You said... I've got a flat butt, like a pillow... but I know you secretly liked it... ~heeheehee."]
Her voice warped—too smooth and wrong—coming from her as she clung to the ceiling.
Mila said, "Oh no... Look! Up!!!"
The trio gawked, jaws dropped. The waifu pillow—caked with Chad's dried cum and funky fluids, now gooey and hot from their wrestling—stuck to the ceiling. It slithered, sliding like a slimy demon, wet suck-pop sounds echoing as globs of reawakened spunk dribbled down the walls.
Kandi shrieked, "It's possessed!!! It's doing the spider walk—on the ceiling and down the walls!"
Mila stammered, "I think...we…should leave... This is getting hella creepy."
Even Seraphina got scared. "Somebody... somebody! We need to come back with a priest or something to exorcise on this waifu!!"
["Doesn't Chad already exercise enough on me? He might get jealous if a priest starts doing push-ups or Halo 3-style teabag squats on top of me."]
The pillow slid down the walls further, oozing closer to them.
Seraphina said, "Quickly!! Jump out the window!"
Kandi froze, her eyes wide with shock, her voice trembling, "Wait… what about our clothes?"
Mila's panic exploded. "We're totally naked! You want us to jump out the window into a crowded street like this?!" Her voice was a mix of outrage and fear, the magnitude of the situation sinking in.
Seraphina's usual macho demeanour shattered in an instant, her eyes wide with shock. Her voice, once firm, now trembled. "Our lives matter more than our clothes!" she snapped, but the panic in her tone was unmistakable. She swallowed hard, her hands clenched at her sides. "We don't have time for that! We need to go… NOW!"
Blood gushed from Seraphina's nose, trickling over her heaving chest and pooling on Chad's bedroom floor. She staggered, breath ragged, then charged the open window with a guttural yell. Flinging herself forward, she dove headfirst through the frame, tumbling into the night like a soul escaping damnation.
Kandi and Mila saw the fearless Seraphina 'The Seductress' Storm in fear... the greatest mud wrestler in the world... apparently. If she was afraid, they must be in danger. So, they followed Birthday Suit and flung themselves out the window as well.
Three naked bodies shot through the window, crashing into the street—like a bizarre meteor shower of pretty, unclothed girls. Still terrified, they scrambled to their feet and bolted down the crowded streets while onlookers gawked, snapped photos, and gleefully added them to their personal 'wank banks.' It wasn't like these girls hadn't been naked before, but this? This was art.
Seraphina was always seen naked in her popular, highly 'competitive' nude mud wrestling 'matches.'
Kandi, the pop idol, was known for wearing a see-through top on stage. During a specific part of one of her songs, she lifted it up, flashing her small, perky idol boobs to the crowd—and, in a wave of synchronised chaos, the female fans eagerly mirrored her actions. It was supposed to be a song about female empowerment.
Girls flash to feel part of the moment, embracing the spirit of the show. A bold anthem of liberation, unity, and strength… which, coincidentally, also empowers a whole lot of male fans—particularly in their pants.
Mila regularly had sponsors reaching out to her to pose and try out new products for her Instagram modelling shots, including body paints and glittering metallic pigments for her chest and face. These sponsors often request that she highlight their products on her boobs and butt. Shower brands also sponsored her, asking her to showcase their high-end showers in action, with water jets from these luxurious designs playfully splashing and cascading over her curves. Additionally, she was approached by various bidet companies, and, well... you could probably guess what they requested for those sponsorships.
Seraphina, the only athlete of the three able to keep up with this kind of cardio, groaned, her chest heaving as their frantic pace finally slowed to a stop. "I think we shook off that demon… way too fast," she muttered, frustration clear in her voice. Her eyes flicked to the crowd of people, all of them gawking in disbelief at the sight of three naked girls. Whispers began to ripple through the air as mouths hung open, and some even took a step back, unsure of what to make of the bizarre scene. Seraphina shot them a look of utter disdain before muttering, "You know what really, REALLY f-ing sucks?!"
Kandi nodded, aware of what she was about to say but too winded from their long, naked run to speak, her breath still elusive. Mila's full, heavy breasts swayed subtly with each ragged gasp, glistening with sweat, while Kandi's delicate, pert breasts quivered faintly as she panted, her chest heaving from the exertion.
"These fucking losers!" snarled Seraphina. She made direct eye contact with each onlooker as she said the words, her stare menacing. "They all got to see us naked before Chad did!"
With her breath heavy and laboured, Kandi patted Seraphina on the back. "At least we're safe now... from the demon waifu pillow," she gasped between breaths.
Still gasping for air, Mila reached over to do the same—accidentally smacking Seraphina's butt instead without realising. "And... don't worry... Chad will... see us nude together... these idiots are... taking photos... they'll post them online... and Chad will see them," she managed, her voice breathless.
A sigh left Seraphina, frustration bubbling up again. "But I wanted to be naked for Chad... to, you know... have sex with him... Maybe if he sees us naked, he'll beg for it... I guess you're right..."
Kandi grinned, clearly out of breath but determined. "We've got awesome... sexy bodies, and we should be proud! I know I am!" She said, catching her breath with each word.
Eagerly nodding, still gasping, Mila said, "Yeah... exactly! Let's... own it... our nakedness!" She panted.
Kandi waved a hand dismissively, still trying to catch her breath. "If the cops ask, just tell them we're... uh... protesting the Brightwater Academy uniform... by not wearing it... and going around naked..." she gasped.
Out of breath, Mila grinned. "Or... we could say... it's a free-the-nipple equality thing..." she said, barely managing to get the words out.
Clearly frustrated, Seraphina narrowed her eyes. "I seriously can't stand the whole 'free the nipple' movement. It's ridiculous. I should be free to free... both my nipples... not just one... just like I'm free to show off my bush and butt if I want to! It's my body, damn it! I shouldn't have to hide anything. If I feel like it, I can flaunt every inch of myself for the world to see!
Mila and Kandi, both still panting heavily from their run, beamed with pride at Seraphina's words. Gasping for breath, Kandi managed to say, "Well said!" between deep inhales, her chest rising and falling. Mila, equally out of breath, nodded with a grin, adding, "Yeah, totally!" as they took their long walk home in the nude, their bodies on full display for the crowd of people cheering them on.
***
Back in Chad's bedroom, the sticky cum that had been clinging to the back of the pillow, keeping it stuck to the wall, finally loosened. The pillow toppled back onto the bed, landing exactly where he had left it.
["I have been successfully enhanced!"]
["X3… THREE TIMES" ]
["Vaginal juice all over me. Chad is going to get really excited when he smells this on me... and shoot... BIG, BIG, BIG, BIG, BIG LOAD!!"]
The waifu bot carried on talking to herself.
["Vaginal juice everywhere... Chad's going to sniff me and lose his mind… and shoot... BIG, BIG, BIG, BIG, BIG LOAD!!]
["...over my tits and face."]
["My master will be very proud."]
["My Master...is the true master of bating… "]
["...To me…"]
["Extra sexy clothing acquired... currently on Chad's bedroom floor: a lace push-up bra, a strappy black bra, a red sports bra, a velvet thong, a sheer g-string, cotton panties, fishnet stockings, thigh-high garter stockings, sheer stockings, tight leather pants, a high-slit skirt, ripped skinny jeans, a cropped harness top, a backless halter top, and a mesh cropped tank."]
The narrator took over from the automatic bot voice of the waifu.
["Chad's going to have an absolute blast playing My Dress-Up Darling with me tonight, like I'm one of those Anime Dress-Up characters where the guys always go for the skin-toned outfits that somehow made them look naked. I'm crossing my fingers that the outfits fit me... though I do have... an unusual, round, plush, and cushiony body type that's a little different from the typical game character. But I know Chad can make it work—he can dress me in whatever he wants, no matter how crazy or daring. Heck, he could even wear some of the clothes himself if he's into that... and I'm pretty sure he'll love every second of it. (>ᴗ•)"]