Chapter 27: Chapter 24: Renewed

Second Day of Homecoming

Casino Bowl

What is it about men and their obsession with boobs? More specifically Keri was curious as to why they were so upset with her boobs! The question had grown more prevalently over the past few days as gazing eyes stalked her every move. Keri didn’t understand the long held fascination that boys had about the protruding female organs. Breasts were…just breasts. There wasn’t anything particularly special about them. They were heavy and sluggish, and sometimes sore for no apparent reason. Sure they were fun to tease in a hot shower…or when Sena got carried away with her tongue, but that was neither here nor there. Maybe it was simply the fact they were so, how was it that Marybeth put it once…right in your face? But that didn’t explain the mens erotic fascination, their desire to hold and squeeze them. The constant gawking was annoying, especially right freaking now!

Keri stripped her tank top on behalf of the crowd around her, and the judge who was orchestrating the lifting competition. It was the second day of homecoming, one that offered a series of competitions and challenges leading up to the awkwardly famous ‘Casino Bowl.’ Keri got the cliff notes version during her sorority meeting that morning, although she barely stayed awake through it. She didn’t get any sleep that night, neither did her girlfriend. They both felt like their kidneys had been smashed to bits, the soreness was probably the only thing keeping them awake. 

What she gleamed from the meeting was that most of the day was dedicated to athletic competitions, and that evening there was going to be a football series alongside a charity gala. The gala was to be hosted by the sororities for outstanding patrons from Nova Nash, while the Fraternities competed in the ‘casino bowl’. The sororities would use the gambling to raise money for charity, the fraternity athletes got to show their skill, it was a win win. And of course the organizations who got the farthest in the ‘casino bowl’ or raised the most capital were a step closer to winning homecoming.

In the meantime however Keri was given approval to compete in the lifting competition that morning, something she relished with delight. Because the Rachelles and Contacts did so good during yesterdays services, the leadership took a more relaxed stance on the normal ‘sororities don’t compete athletically’ stance. Even extremely hung over Keri couldn’t wait to actually do something physical…other than sharing a bed with her girlfriend…or being ravished by Fynn.

The first lifting competition in the gym was simple…max pull-ups! Her chief competition was some jock in the house of Norms who looked like he took far too many steroids in his life. He had achieved 51 pull-ups proudly without a shirt to show off his thick pecks! Because of his brazen exposure the judge thought it would somehow only be fair for Keri not to wear a shirt as well. It was blatant sexual misconduct by a perverted virgin who just wanted to see her tits. It didn’t help that the crowd cheered at his ruling with thunderous applause. 

At this point Keri just wanted to get on with the competition, showing off her rack didn’t phase her like it used too. Thankfully they weren’t swelling nearly as much as they had been, although they were still incredibly sore. They felt like someone had been squeezing them all night long! The soreness was uncomfortable enough to make her not where a bra that morning, the workout brazier especially squeezed her too tightly. Thus as she pulled her RU tank top overhead, her perky breasts spilled out into the cool air for all to see.

“You get em Keri Berry!” Sena blew her a kiss from the crowd as Keri approached the pull up bar. The judge rubbed his chin in approval. 52 pull-ups…I can do that, she thought to herself. She padded her hands in chalk and loosened up her arms. Her pull-ups were a little rusty but she felt confident she could beat the record. 

The judge gave her the go ahead to begin, once she started she couldn’t stop until she either made it to 52 or her arms gave out. Keri cleared her mind, took three deep breaths, and then tuned out everything else but the bar just above her. She jumped up and grabbed hold with a firm grip. She remembered this used to be rather easy, kipping her hips to do butterfly pullups or even strict pull-ups required minimal effort. Maybe it was her ample curves, or maybe she was just going soft, either way she struggled her way through the reps. 

“Wooooo!’ Sena cheered for her in the crowd. Her voice was the only one that Keri could recognize. She tried not to laugh at how slurred Sena’s voice sounded, somehow her cheers broke through the ocean whistles and quips. Keri got the sense that most didn’t care about her actual performance, their attention was focused elsewhere. She couldn’t blame them, each time gravity pulled her down her orbs bounced. She ignored them as best she could as she continued. 

“19, 20, 21!’ The crowd counted upward as she continued. Keri didn’t need them to do so, but it was better than them whistling at her nakedness. The crowd continued to count as Keri grunted in duress. Her shoulders were already on fire! She felt sweat breaking down the back of her neck and between her shoulder blades. Not to mention the cool air had forced her nipples to stand erect. She ignored her shoulders burning pain as best she could, clenching her stomach and using her hips to help kip with each repetition. Keri knew a few tricks to shift the tension in her body from her shoulders to her hips and waist. She thanked the idiots planning this that they didn’t require her to do strict pull-ups. It was doubtful that her shoulders could get anywhere near 51 alone. 

“22, 23, 24!” they continued to cheer around her. Of course they were commenting on how attractive she was, how much they wanted to feel her up and rub their faces in her busty cleavage. She continued to focus simply on the numbers but the onlookers jibbing was constant. She grunted getting half way to her desired goal.

“25, 26!” The numbers droned on and on. 

 

“Nail that bar Keri! You go girl!” Sena’s voice broke through the rancor of the crowd. She made Keri want to laugh, which wasn’t good, she needed to focus. Keri knew from prior experience she needed to keep a steady, almost rhythmic, pace so as not to over exhaust herself. 

“31, 32…33……34………35” the counting grew longer, her pace had slowed to an agonizing crawl. Keri felt her fingers struggling to keep their grip. The chalk was the only thing keeping them from slipping. Soon they would probably go numb. Keri forced herself through the pain.

“36……..37……38……39” she hung on loosely for a few seconds in between reps. She found her constitution slipping.

“Come on Keri Berry! You got this! Don’t give up!” Sena screamed through the cheers. Keri felt her veins bulging in her neck as she forced her body to continue. She wanted desperately to let go, but refused to surrender. 

“40! 41………42!” Keri’s hips failed to kip like they used to. Her back shoulders were growing numb. It was almost impossible to continue, but somehow she found the strength deep down to suffer on. It became mind over matter as Keri tried to force her body to keep pulling against the cold iron rod. Her hands were slipping!

“Don’t stop! Your almost there!” The red haired beauty shrieked though noise. People were getting excited watching her almost break through the record. 

“50!” Keri didn’t know when she actually made it to fifty, she was close to giving up before the crowd told her she was just one more from tying the current record. She yanked her body up poorly until she finally made it high enough for the crowd to congratulate her, “51! Holy shit she’s almost there!” 

Keri nearly broke her grasp as she hanged loose again, she needed one more…just one more. 

“I believe in you love!” Sena’s voice stirred Keri’s excitement enough to try one more time. Her fingers barely grasped hold of the iron any more, she was hanging by her fingertips. Her hands were probably blistered by now, every second just holding on hurt worse than the actual pull ups themselves. She needed to get it over with, one way or the other she needed to end this before her fingers failed.

She pulled, by god she pulled like she never pulled her weight before. Muscles tore, tendons seized, and her spirit nearly broke as she slowly made her way to the top of the bar. Her biceps were bulging and the crowd frantically cheered as she broke parallel. 

“52!” as soon as she heard the confirmation Keri let go, she nearly chipping her chin on the bar as she collapsed to the ground. Keri’s feet failed to catch her as she landed, so she rolled onto the ground with a thud.

“We have a new record folks! Keri Pryde is now the leading contender with 52 pull ups!” The judge joyfully announced to the seething masses. Sena broke through the crowd to get to her before anyone else could. 

“Hey…you ok?” Her voice was music to Keri’s ears. Keri felt Sena wrap her naked torso with the tank top she was wearing before. It took Keri a few seconds to collect herself. 

“Yeah, just been hanging too long. All the blood went to my feet so…takes a minute to walk again.” Keri was sweating as she looked back up into Sena’s concerned face. Keri wasted no time putting on her tank top, much to the chagrin of the guys in the crowd. 

“Hey shut up pervs! Nothing more to see here, give her some room!” Sena stood up against the crowd as Keri adjusted her shirt, her arms felt like noodles. 

They almost had to fight their way through the crowd to get out of the competition setup. The next event was bench presses, something Keri was more excited for, but that wasn’t for another thirty minutes. Until then they had some time to themselves. Keri and Sena were on their way to the ladies locker room before running into a collection of their fellow sisters. Victoria, Noell, and even Marsha were hovering near the locker room entrance, they were wearing the lewdest outfit Keri had ever seen!

Each of them wore matching blue silk gowns and salacious pearl thongs. The gowns themselves parted stunningly deep down the center to reveal a heavy dose of cleavage. As soon as the fabric came together above the stomach it parted again to expose their entire waist and groin! Freely exposed, the matching thongs gleamed in the light as the pearl orbs sank into their owners wet crevices. Keri noticed Victoria suddenly lurch and struggle to stand as the beads to her underwear started vibrating profusely. Her pink lips were squeezing them in full view for all to see.

“Good job Sister, impressive as always,” Noell applauded her. Her voluptuous curves bounced in the blue silk like giant watermelons. 

“Thanks it was nothing really,” Just as she was about to ask why they were wearing the ridiculous getup Sena interrupted her.

“Are you kidding! You were amazing!” 

“Thanks but—“ 

“No buts! You killed it! I was like ‘she’s about to fall!’ And then you kept going!” Sena excitement was palpable. 

“What the fuck is with those uniforms?” Keri finally broke through to ask the question. She could hear the beads on Victoria’s crotch! 

“Its our new uniform for tonights gala, we came to bring you both of your’s,” Marsha interjected. Despite how ridiculous the outfits were, Marsha looked rather good in it. Damnit what has Sena done to me…I guess I really am bi. Keri fought to break her attention from the older sisters protruding aureoles underneath the silk.

“That looks really uncomfortable.” Sena wasn’t wrong, the beads themselves made Keri’s own loins clench. 

“You get used to it…actually. Until their turned on anyway.” Victoria finally found her voice as her beads stopped throbbing.

“Do they do that often?” Keri asked.

“Randomly in short increments…” Victoria finally caught her breath.

Marsha handed both Sena and herself a medium sized parcel wrapped in silk. Each were labelled with their full names, Keri Pryde and Sena Fuller. 

“Their form fitted specifically for each of you, and were all going to be wearing them…even the seniors.” Marsha’s smile twitched as her thong started vibrating, the pearls dug into her as they pulsed, “excuse me, this part always gets me,” Marsha broke out in a tickled laugh with an arm wrapped around her waist. Her knees bent inward until the vibrations finally ceased.

“Well this ought to be exciting,” Sena’s sense of humor didn’t rub off on the rest of them, “how can Keri possibly compete with this thing?”

“Oh no you can wait until after you’re done. But Sena, go ahead and put yours on as soon as you can. And don’t forget your all needed at the gala in the auditorium starting at 6pm,” Masha wiped a layer of sweat from her brow as she finished speaking.

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“Oh joy,” Keri accepted the parcel and studied it in her hands. Her fingers instantly traced the rounded pearls buried in the small package. This is going to suck 

Once in the locker room Keri let her girlfriend massage her shoulders which brought back some feeling in her worn out muscles. “Are you going to be able to compete in the next challenge? I mean you’re already worn out as it is,” Sena asked her as she pressed her fingers against one of the knots under her right shoulder blade. 

Keri groaned, first in pain then in slight pleasure as she felt the muscle relax under delicate fingertips, “I should be fine, the bench bar requires chest strength.” Keri flexed her upper peck muscles which made her jugs jiggle. Sena got a chuckle out of that, “as you can see there good to go.”

“Oh yeah they are,” Sena wrapped her arms around Keri’s torso and planted a kiss into her neck. Keri could smell a new perfume waft over her as Sena’s tongue sucked the sweat from her skin, “Careful,” Keri complained, “you’re going to give me a hickie.”

“I want to give you a hickie,” Sena whispered, “I want them all to see my mark on you.” Sena followed her words with another planted kiss, and then another. Keri chuckled finding some of them ticklish. 

The pair laughed as Keri collapsed backward so that Sena could lean over her and plunge her tongue into Keri’s mouth. Keri moaned in pleasure as she felt her girlfriends hands dig underneath her tank top to cup her left supple mound. The soreness lessened under her soothing touch.

Keri was panting under her girlfriends shadow, she liked the taste of her lipstick. By the time they clock struck noon Keri felt swept away from the passionate embrace. 

 

“I guess I should get to the next competition…” Keri was still panting, her chest heaved in anticipation. She loved having her cleavage rest in Sena’s soft grasp, messaging her glands gently and stimulating her sensitive skin. She could get lost in Sena’s massages for hours if they had the time. 

Sena sighed not wanting to let go, “I guess I should get in this uniform. I’m looking forward to seeing you in it though,” Sena teased.

Keri rolled her eyes, “Of course you are, but please don’t let me stop you. I’m kind of curious how it looks on you…or even how to put it on.”

Sena helped Keri sit up straight before disrobing in front of her. Keri watched with mild amusement as her girlfriend stripped each article of clothing before her. Fully naked, Sena unwrapped the layers of silk on the small parcel with her name labelled on the front and withdrew the gown. She felt it before putting it on, “Wow its so smooth! I actually kinda like it.” As the gown draped her delicious curves she realized how impossible it would be to keep it covering her nipples. 

Keri noticed the small patches of tape that were included in the box, “Oh good it came with boobie tape.” She teased while handing them over to her. Once both of her nubs were covered Sena twirled around, letting the wavy fabric dance in the air. The gown did absolutely nothing to protect her dignity. 

“This is tight,” Sena complained as she tried to tried to pull the thong up her legs. 

Keri noticed how red her crevices were, it made her concerned. “Hey last night…I know I definitely got stretched out by my good for nothing asshole of a slave master, but…did he sleep with you too?”

Sena bit her lip, “I honestly don’t remember much from last night, but it feels like someone rearranged my insides. Like my uterus was pulled inside out…now that you mention it I don’t even know how I got to the rave…did we even go together?”

Keri tried to remember everything from last night. It came to her in bits and pieces, like a discolored jigsaw puzzle. Normally the pair went with a crowd to the Contacts raves, all that she could remember was a feeling of anger. “I really don’t know, but” Keri paused to kiss the swollen nud in between Sena’s squishy lips, “I’m not comfortable with sharing you.”

Sena grinned, “Now you know how I feel.” With that Sena recoiled as if remembering something, she rubbed the back of her neck frantically, “Fuck no more raves! No more going to their fucking house! Unless were legally required by sorority law were not going! Deal?”

“Fucking deal,” Keri stood up to face her girlfriend. She had to stand on her toes to meet her eyes squarely. Both her hands clutched onto the straps of Sena’s thong as she pulled it up her legs.

Keri watched as her girlfriend bit her lip once the beads were in place. She moaned and her knees shook. “Does it really feel that good?” Keri asked seductively. She couldn’t get enough of that look her girlfriend gave when she shook in pleasure. 

“God that digs in deep,” Sena panted the words under berated breathe. Keri looked down and witnessed how the beads slipped into her girlfriends juicy folds like a perfect fit. Suddenly Keri yearned to try it on herself. As the beads suddenly began vibrating Sena jerked into her lovers grasp. Their chests pressed into each other, their legs leaned in close. Keri shuddered as she felt Sena breathing down her neck. 

This time it was Keri’s turn to gasp in pleasure as she felt Sena plant her fingers underneath her gym shorts. Keri’s eyes rolled in the back of her head as long fingers dived into her, rubbing into her sensitive walls. Before long the pair were laying on the ground on top of some random towels writhing on the floor in sexual fervor. Keri was hands deep inside Sena’s soaking depths when the door to the locker room opened. Nurse Bethany strolled into the room with a stunned expression.

Nurse Bethany stood entranced at the lovers insatiable appetite. Keri was laying on the ground as Sena was sucking the base of her neck and lustfully making her way down to her cleavage. Keri was nipping at Sena’s ear lobe with her fingers deep inside her lovers twitching cove. 

“ahem,” Nurse Beth tried to get their attention. It was hard but Keri looked over to her, she wasn’t happy to see her. 

“What..oooh” Keri arched her hips forward from a sudden surge of pleasure. Sena was suckling on her nipple while one of her hands had left her soaking insides to rub her throbbing clitoris, “…do you want.”

“There…waiting for you outside? I think your up next in the competition.”“God can it wait,” Sena protested. Her cleavage was stunning to behold above Keri’s face.

“Well you could forfeit…” Nurse Beth crossed her arms. 

Keri sighed and kissed Sena on the lips before motioning for her to stop. Once Keri was free to get on her feet she could feel the tension in the room. 

Sena grunted in frustration before addressing the intruder again, “what the hell are you doing here?” As she spoke she wrapped the straps of her gown over her shoulders and brushed her hair back. 

Nurse Bethany looked into Keri’s eyes trying to send a message. Keri shrugged her shoulders and looked over to Sena, “Its fine I wanted her to check up on something for me. Could you go ahead outside and I’ll be right behind you.”

Sena raised an eyebrow in concern, “sure…I guess. Please don’t take long.”

“I’ll be right there, just need a minute.” Keri blew her a kiss as Sena slowly strolled out of the room. 

Now alone Keri walked over to the sink to splash some cold water on her face. It was the only thing she could do to quell her cravings. She looked at Nurse Beth with her arms crossed, “Well….” 

Nurse Bethany cleared her voice, “I have your results,” she spoke softly as to not attract anyone’s unwanted attention, “Your clean, and no your not pregnant.”

Keri relaxed, a lifetimes worth of tension evaporated from her shoulders in an instant, “Good…”

“Also your bodies hormones have stabilized, so in time your breasts might actually reduce in size,” Keri found that unlikely but hoped she was right. She would love to go back to a B cup, or at least a C. Nurse Beth continued, “Also, I’m found trace elements of something else in your system. But I haven’t pinned it down yet.” 

Keri brushed her hair back and began to walk to the door, “Thank you, its a relief…but don’t take it personal if I am skeptical to trust that you’ll ever find what those ‘mystery elements’ are.” Keri knew Nurse Beth kept in close contact with her elder sisters, and wouldn’t disclose anything to her privately. Truth was she was still angry at her lack of trustworthiness. 

“Anything for you Keri, if you need anything else just ask.” 

Whatever, Keri left the Nurse in the locker room behind her. Once outside Sena was eager to greet her, along with the other sisters in their over sexualized costumes. Within minutes Keri was laying on the bench press with a barbell carrying two hundred and twenty five pounds. The rules of the competition were made clear to her upon entry earlier that morning, each contestant had to lift at least twice their body weight and the one who could do the most reps was the winner. 

Keri had to be careful each time the barbell came down to meet her upper chest so it wouldn’t injure her breasts. So far the athlete in first place had seven reps to his name, Keri knew she could get at least eight. The crowd wasn’t anywhere near as obnoxious as last time, probably because she was fully clothed. Sena and her sisters began chanting the Rachelle motto in the back of the smaller crowd. They had to keep their distance from too many wandering eyes. Soon Keri’s arms throbbed, and her pecks tightened! She snarled as she completed the eighth repetition in earnest, then managed to squeeze out another for good measure.

When she tried to go for a ninth rep her arms gave out and she failed to lift the barbell up anymore. The judges signaled her cycle was complete, and a pair of assistants helped her lift the massive iron bar back to starting position. As soon as she got up she ran over to the Rachelles in the crowd, her arms dangling to her sides like limp noodles.

“Well lets see if that holds up,” Keri was elated in her accomplishments, but knew there were other challengers just behind her. She wasn’t entirely sure she would remain in first place for long. 

Sena tried to respond but lost her voice. Sena was clutching her legs tightly together, trying not to make a scene. Keri realized her girlfriend was already in mid orgasm, the vibrating thong had become active again between her sensitive lips. 

“I’m so proud of you Keri,” Marsha placed a hand on Keri’s shoulder, “Now lets get you in wardrobe, I can’t wait to see how it looks on you.” Her grin creeped Keri out.

Keri gulped as she looked over at Sena who needed help standing. Victoria and Noell were keeping her up as Sena began squirting where she stood! Her moans were agonizing and high pitched. It was impossible to hide it from everyone else nearby. Keri watched as her girlfriend nearly passed out from the throbbing pleasure. Had the vibrating beads not shut down, it was likely she would have collapsed! Sena panted as her delight continued to rain down her legs, “Fuck…that was really good.” She sounded enthralled by her climax as she looked up at Keri. Sena looked ashamed yet there was a hint of excitement in her eyes that Keri recognized. She knew Sena had a private fetish about having sex in public, and right now as her body shook in the aftershocks of orgasmic relief, Sena couldn’t hide how good she felt in that moment. 

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