The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 18, Section 1, Beka & Elle: Flash & Observe Ginny Corvette, (Day 11), Tiffany P*e-Cams for Beka & Elle: Bathroom Consultation

Morning has turned to afternoon, and Beka and Elle huddle in the Bathroom. Boss Babe enjoys putting the slow squeeze on her newbies. She makes sure to ferment the presence of the two topless ex-Strippers Kimju and Molly, going so far as to ignore enforcing any handbra dictums.

BB also intimidates the newbies with the presence of ex-Wh*re Tiffany, whom she sits with in the Bedroom at this moment. “Go into the Bathroom and see if my newbies need make up,” Babs orders. “Make sure you demonstrate the P*e-Cam.”

“Ma’am, yes, Ma’am!” Tiffany smiles, promptly strips naked, and curls around into the Bathroom, interrupting the two newbies. “When you hang out in the Bathroom and I come around know that I enter naked and turn the Cam on,” Tiffany advances.

Beka and Elle trade a look; they knew already, and they were dressed and presentable before Tiffany lit in.

“Watch me now,” Tiffany commands, as she carefully cups her hand in between her crotch, and carefully drains less than a teaspoon of fluid into her palm. “I am a P*e-Camer,” she details, “and I can teach you everything you want to know about Strippers and p*ss.”

Beka blurts, “So are you really a P*ss Mouth?”

“Ah, such a candid sweetheart you are.” Tiffany raises her palm to her mouth and appears to p*ss p*ss into opened lips. Elle startles. Perhaps Tiffany knows slight of hand! But she also bursts out a question, “So are you really a Wh*re and a P*rn Star?”

Tiffany bl*ws Elle p*ss breath and applies gentle correction. “I was a Wh*re last Term, but I am still a P*rn Star. Once a P*rn Star, always a P*rn Star!”

Beka scolds, “Except you’re not making P*rn anymore. You’re reduced to l*cking your p*e to get attention.”

Tiffany wettens both lips. Urine does tend to dry out the mouth.

Elle observes more carefully, “You did Double Opt Up.”

“Listen, newbies,” Tiffany deflects, “you must study my Tiffany P*rn Star Calendar in the Kitchen; it provides proof and persistence to my claim.” Tiffany stretches her naked body upward. “I’ve done everything explicit. All h*les, all sexes.” She rubs her Eraser Heads directly. “I need to lose one piece and go Strip next Term so I can get back to live c*cks the Term after that. But don’t worry; I’ll help you both come to the Strip with me. You two and Molly, the four of us.”

Elle scratches her exposed rib cage, checks that her belly button sits in its triangle above the jean shorts’ zipper, and keeps her legs together. Why does Tiffany assume that our begging means anything? After all, Beka and I both have two pieces.

Whereas Tiffany’s aggressive nakedness and past Caste intimidates Elle, Beka relaxes toward it and leads the curiosity. “So does Babs decide which Cosmos go topless?”

Tiffany brushes her long hair. “Does Babs decide topless? You’re the ones already begging to Pledge naked and Strip next Term. So nobody’s making you do anything.” Tiffany plays with them. “Besides, once you get topless you wouldn’t be titters anymore.”

Elle closes her eyes for a moment. She thinks she gets it. Kimju and Molly aren’t titters; they’re simply topless all the time. I don’t need to be topless, except I’m already begging to get naked. That’s crazy.

Tiffany speaks the obvious. “The only Roommate Game that makes any sense for you two is Flip-Flop, since you each have two pieces and nothing to lose or gain.” She examines both faces carefully. “Once Roommate Games conclude you can beg topless and trade Garments with Robyn and Kimju. Two for one; whoever gets the maillot can roll it down and into their rugage like the tanga, so you can both go topless and buttage, 24x7. Molly gives her panties to Steph, and I need rid of at least one Garment. Then we four can Opt Down. What’s not to like?”

Elle’s head spins. Things could get out of control really fast here. Elle considers asking out loud, but for the moment she channels inside. Maybe Babs is a change agent, and maybe she has accomplices, superior officers, Gamers even. But somehow or other Beka and I are begging to get naked... even if I don’t buy crazy.

“Don’t worry,” Tiffany confirms, “I’ll make sure the both of you learn how to Strip! Learn to pullaside, pink, cream, and climax. And not just climax your h*le; climax your whole body.”

Elle recalls, My pleading involves more than just begging to Pledge naked. I’m begging to become a Stripper next Term.

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