Pt 7

After a brief greeting and birthday wish to the girls, Lucy’s mum went off to find Mrs Marshall and ask what should could do to help. Lucy herself, on the other hand, was fascinated to find her friends bound and naked.

“So, is this for real?” she asked, as she had when given the invitation, “Like, really for real?” The young party guest was dressed in a light summer dress over her bikini so she wouldn’t have to bother with changing if she went in the Marshall’s pool.

“Those aren’t just for show, you know!” Hannah grinned, indicating the spits with a tilt of her head since her arms were very tightly bound and unavailable.

“Wow,” Lucy let out a deep breath in a mixture of shock and admiration, “So you’re really going to be cooked? We’re going to be eating you?” The twins has quite a reputation as pranksters and Lucy was sure that she was not the only one to be sceptical when told about the menu for the party. But yet, here they were, naked and tied to posts either side of an obviously fake cooking pot but with two very real spits behind them!

Before Lucy could ask any more questions, more guests began to arrive. Most were dressed in swimsuits with token pieces of clothing over the top – dresses like Lucy’s or long t-shirts and the occasional pair of shorts but Megan and her brother Barney had gone all-out on the theme as they often did! The pair looked striking enough that they even managed to pull focus from the nude birthday girls for a moment when they turned up, along with both parents who, like Lucy’s mum, had agreed to help out.

Both were dressed exactly how a child of their age might imagine a savage, jungle cannibal to dress. Both had smeared their naked bodies with chalky-white paint over which they, or their parents, had painted red and yellow war-paint-like markings, including across their eyes. Over the paint they both wore grass-skirts far in a more realistic and muted colour than the cheap, multi-coloured raffia ones Mr Marshall had ordered, necklaces made from plastic approximations of severed fingers, ears, noses and bones and thick woven bands around their foreheads and wrists. The both carried spears that their dad had stayed up all night creating.

“Wow!” Natasha gasped when she saw her friends. “You two look great!”

“Not so bad yourself!” Megan chuckled. “I’m sure Barney will tell you the same once he remembers how to close his mouth!” All the girls looked in amusement at Barney who blushed deeply at being called out on the way he was gawping at the naked meat-girls. “Do they really look so different from me?” athletic, objectively beautiful Megan asked. “We have baths together all the time, and I’m not exactly over-dressed now!”

“Well yeah but…” Barney fumbled for the words to justify himself. “You’re my sister!” he blurted in the end, a little weakly.

“Well it’s good to know you’re pleased to see us!” Hannah giggled, looking pointedly downwards to where their friend’s little friend had started to poke its head through the grass-skirt! Instinctively, Barney covered himself with his hands, regretting his choice not sacrifice a little authenticity and wear underwear.

“Please don’t worry!” Natasha told him, soothingly. He was their friend and invited guest after all. “It’s a compliment, and nice to know you think we’re pretty!” Her smile helped Barney relax a little. He knew that if he didn’t think too much about the erection, it would go away on its own pretty soon. “Hey,” the naked girl suggested, “since you two are seriously dressed for the part, why don’t you stand by the pot and do some photos?”

“Great idea!” Lucy grinned, “You can pretend you’re cooking me!”

“That’s the spirit!” Hannah cheered her friends on as the two fierce-looking cannibals took their place either side of the pot, slightly in front so they would not block the twins in the photos, and Lucy shed her dress to pose, bikini-clad, in the open-backed pot.

“Ha! This is great!” Mr Marshall grinned, taking the picture.

“Me next!” a perky little blonde named Anne bounced eagerly forward to take Lucy’s place in the pot. She was dressed in a pink one-piece swimsuit with a mystical-looking unicorn motif. Unlike Lucy, who has stood in the pot, Anne sat down and peeped over the side.

“Hey Anne, honey?” her mum, another helper, called out. “Since we can only see your shoulders anyway, why don’t you drop the straps? Make it look like you’re naked?” Anne giggled at this suggestion but did as she was told, going further in fact and pulling the swimsuit down to her waist.

“Now I wanna stand up!” the topless blonde giggled, standing with her hands on the edge of the pot and a broad grin on her face, proudly displaying her flat chest and pink nipples to her fellow party guests.

“Everyone okay with me taking photos?” Mr Marshall asked a little nervously of the other parents. “I’ll email them to you of course.” All the parents, including those who would be staying and those who were simply there dropping off their own children assured him it would not be a problem. In fact, many of them had their own cameras and phones out taking pictures of both their own children and others. “Okay, great!” he chuckled as Anne, still grinning, slowing pulled the top half of her bathing suit back on. “Who’s next?”

“Me!” red-haired, freckle-faced and bikini-clad Willow bounced forward eagerly. “Can I do one outside the pot first, like they’re making me climb into it?”

“Sure!” Mr Marshall grinned, impressed at her creativity. The costumed siblings lowered their spears, pointing them at Willow’s shapely backside as she stood facing the pot and looking over her shoulder, a hand to her mouth and a look of exaggerated horror on her face.

“Oh wait!” She said once the photo had been taken. “That’s not very realistic! Here,” she turned to Anne, “hold this!” Then, with neither warning nor ceremony, she pulled off the lime-green bikini and threw it to her surprised friend before assuming the pose again, every bit as naked as the real meat-girls! If Anne’s topless display had caught others’ attention then Willow’s total nudity gained ten times more. She adopted five or six different poses, never caring what might be on show, both inside and outside the pot before finally retrieving her bikini and pulling on the bottoms, deciding not to bother with the top.

This seemed to set something of a trend and soon every girl and boy who posed with the pot did so entirely nude. Even Lucy and Anne took a second turn, not wanting to be the only ones with any clothes on in their souvenir photos. Even those party guests who might otherwise have been too shy to bare all in front of their friends happily stripped off, not wanting to be seen as party-poopers. Whether it was the nakedness of the hosts, the relaxed atmosphere, the desire to show off or simply the joy of being naked outside on a warm summer’s day, at least half the party guests did not bother putting back on even as much as Willow had and soon the pool was filled with happy, naked and near-naked children laughing, splashing each other and generally having the time of their lives. The twins watched happily as their friends enjoyed their pool, almost wishing they could join them but not wanting to “break character” to do so. They had Megan and Barney to chat to after all since neither of them could go in the pool without destroying the hard work they had put into their costumes.

A short time later, once all the guests had arrived and been photographed, Mrs Marshall came out to remind her husband that it was time to start the cooking!