(Short update to prove I'm still alive!)

Fifteen minutes and a tactical trip to the bathroom for Doug and Cole to make the spectacle of the day earlier to cope with later, they were in the van on the way to the club ground where all the equipment was already set up and waiting for them. In the back of the van was the box of costume bits and pieces for Natasha, Selena and their little cousins. Lydia was sat next to Carl, their bare thighs pressed against each other, him with his hands tied behind his back for the sake of tradition but Lydia free, still officially a member of the team for the moment, and she playfully walked her fingers up and down his engorged, skewered sausage, loving the way it made him squirm although he certainly did not seem to be complaining! For his own comfort on the journey he was wearing his glasses again but as soon as they arrived they would be switched out for the monocle. Sitting opposite and not wearing very much more in real-terms but somehow looking positively demure my comparison, Mollie watched them out of the corner of her eye and smiled to herself. Cole and Doug, both with tight black shorts on under their grass-skirts were up front with Doug driving and Cole sat by the passenger window.

Mrs O’Sullivan was there to greet them as they pulled into the small carpark next to the building, the one meant for deliveries and people with disabilities that limited their mobility. Most of the guests would be using the main carpark, with Tara and Poppy in toe, both stark naked of course and looking cute as ever. Mollie got out the van first and they rushed to hug her.

“You have lovely boobs!” Tara complimented her genuinely. Mollie smiled warmly and gave a little chuckle. She had got so used to being naked recently that it hadn’t occurred to her that it was the girls’ first time seeing her this way.

“Bless you!” the ruffled the little blonde’s hair playfully. “And you two have lovely juicy butts!” She reached around and gave both girls’ cheeks a playful squeeze, making them giggle. “I’ve got costumes for you,” she assured them, “but first, are you ready to see the rest of today’s meat?” They both nodded enthusiastically while their grandmother looked on with an indulgent smile. “Come out on here, you two!” Mollie called. Lydia came first, lithe and beautiful, her tribal-themed costume leaving even less to the imagination that Mollie’s. She blew a kiss to the girls then stood beside the door to help Carl down the steps since his hands were still tied behind his back. The little girls’ eyes sparkled with excitement as he stepped out, now wearing the hat and monocle.

“So what do you think?” Lydia asked, posing with one hand on her hip and the other on Carl’s shoulder. “Do we look tasty?”

“Definitely!” Poppy answered emphatically.

“Why don’t you go get your sisters?” Mrs O’Sullivan suggested to the little brunette. “Then you can all have a picture together?”

“Let’s head over to the pot.” suggested Mollie as Poppy scampered off cheerfully. “That will make a nice background!” Cole and Doug followed close behind, Cole carrying the costume box. There were a few other adults around, some Mollie recognised and the rest she took to be immediate family members, there to help with the setup. “We’ll do some pictures,” she explained as Poppy returned with the older two girls, both currently wearing over-sized T-shirts that fell off one shoulder, “then the boys can get the rest of the food out of the van and we can get everything set up. Cool as those shirts are,” Mollie teased Selena and Natasha, “I don’t think they’re quite on-brand.” Giggling, they both pulled them off over their heads revealing their naked bodies beneath.

Like the little ones with her own, it was Mollie’s first time actually seeing Natasha naked and she had to admit she was impressed. It was really no surprise that she had been chosen to roast at her school fair! Although there was a very clear resemblance between her, Selena and Poppy, she had filled out nicely while they were both still very thin. Her legs were thick and toned, her rump an absolute dream and her fourteen year old breasts were firm, round and perky much like Emma the Girl Guide’s, crowned with dark pink nipples. Her fillet, shaved smooth of course, was delightfully puffy.

“Damn, girl!” she grinned. “How have you gone this long without getting roasted?” It was not a question she expected an answer to, just a playful compliment and Natasha took it as such, just giggling in response. The outfit she was given to wear matched Mollie’s, complete with grass-skirt and lay, while Selena’s was the same as Lydia’s. As expected, the little ones looked absolutely adorable in their hiking boots and socks with pith helmets.

“So, are you like, our dad, in the game?” Tara asked curiously, smiling thoughtfully up at Carl.

“I guess so!” he grinned. “A family of explorers captured by the cannibals and included in their great feast!”

“What better way to learn about another culture than to participate in their traditions?” Natasha winked. “Hey, the guests will start arriving soon. Aren’t you two supposed to be tied up?”


To be continued...