作者：waynekaka

　2017年3月4日发表于第一会所

　3楼有粗略翻译

　小弟中文不是很好。 从小在澳洲长大。在英文网发， 洋人说我口味太重。

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　Denise's Gangbang.

　By Wanekaka （英文原创）

　Denise and some of her girlfriends from work had made plans to go out barhopping that weekend, but little did she know that they had a surprise lined up for her. Lately she had been getting on their nerves whenever they went out because she would usually dress somewhat provocatively and just generally be a flirt and attract the most male attention out of the group of four girls that went. On top of this, she had been just generally bitchy lately and was coming across as pretentious toward them. So the other three girls, Rachel, Sharon, and Taylor, decided to try something that would make her embarrass herself a little and maybe take her down a notch.

　Their plan involved their friend Doug, who was a senior chemistry student at the university. He had previously mentioned a drug he had synthesized in the lab that highly encouraged one's brain to act out on the slightest impulse and become extremely susceptible to suggestion, despite its better judgment. When they told him their plan, he immediately agreed to help out, mostly because he thought it was kind of hot.

　"We just want her to maybe act a little too slutty on the dance floor," Sharon told him, "grind on a lot of guys, maybe even accidentally let a nipple slip out of that ridiculous sidecut dress she wears out a lot. Just something to get some gossip going around campus for a little bit and bring her down a fucking peg. Also maybe make her be a little more modest and less attention-seeking in the future."

　Doug told them that he would have it ready by Friday night, when they were planning on going out. He could make it into a colorless powder and pretty easily slip it into her drink at the bar while she was distracted. It would take effect within minutes and definitely last long enough for her to make some mistakes. Doug started thinking about all the times he had wanted to see that tight body, and how this was somewhat like a dream come true for him. That night he said to work on it, but changed the chemical proportions a bit from normal, without informing any of the girls. After he had finished mixing everything and was waiting for it to settle, he got another idea. He called up a couple of his buddies: "Hey man, what are you doing this weekend?"

　Come Friday night, Denise headed home briefly after work to get dressed up for the night out. She straightened her long, dark hair and slipped her small (but rather busty) frame into the tight black dress she loved so much, the one with the open sides that revealed a considerable portion of her sideboob and just barely covered her ass. She wasn't able to wear a bra with it obviously, but she had never had a problem with her tits popping out of it, though they had come close and certainly could if anyone just slightly pulled it to the side. She wore her lacy black thong underneath, and black pumps on her feet to finish it off.

　She met up with the other girls outside of her apartment. They said that Doug and a friend of his, Richard, would be meeting them at their destination. The bar they chose was right in the heart of the campus party area, with open doors allowing the cool summer night breeze to blow in. It was pretty packed tonight. They found Doug and Richard sitting at a round table in a back corner of the main room. They sat down and ordered a round of drinks.

　The night wore on a little, with the girls going out and dancing a few times whenever a good song came on. Denise grinded up against a couple different guys a few times, and was drawing a little bit of attention from several guys who kept hoping her tits would pop out of her dress, or that it would ride up high enough to show her ass. Denise knew they were watching, but pretended not to notice, somewhat turned on by it. The slight buzz from the alcohol didn't hurt either. She went back to the table a few times to rest and catch her breath, every once in a while polishing off the rest of the drink she had left sitting at the table and ordering a new one.

　After the third drink, she went back out for another dance, really feeling this one. She danced as if she were a sex goddess, popping and rubbing her ass against multiple different dance partners. She suddenly noticed how genuinely horny she had become. Normally in a situation like this the sexual aspect was mostly for fun and highly secondary to just being out and having a good time, but now she felt it increasingly occupying more space in her mind. Her face heated up and she felt herself grinding hard against the guy behind her, arching forward enough to rub her pantied mound, doggystyle, up and down the length of this guy's obvious erection uptucked in his jeans.

　"What's gotten into me?" She wondered. "The alcohol must really be hitting me tonight."

　The guy she was grinding on smacked her ass, and she found that despite registering this as a rather forward thing for a perfect stranger to do to her, even in this setting, she didn't make the slightest effort to reproach him. She could feel a hot wetness sloshing around between her legs, barely contained by her panties. Suddenly the guy lifted his hands from her hips where they had been resting, and slipped them into either side of the cut in her dress, firmly grasping her tits within. Denise noticed herself think "What the fuck?!" but still she did nothing to stop him, and in fact ground all the harder into his crotch.

　Back at the table, Denise's friends all watched with smug looks on their faces.

　"It's working great, Doug," Rachel whispered to him. "She's totally acting like a slut out there. She practically fucking him through his jeans. And look how many people are watching her do it now!"

　It was true. While some other couples were still getting down to the music, at least half of the people on the dancefloor were just watching Denise now. It was exactly what the girls wanted, just enough shame to make Denise think twice about being so brazen in the future.

　Doug's friend Richard said "Looks, she's rubbed her pussy juice all over that dude's crotch! You can see the wet spot from here!" Several other people in the bar had obviously noticed too. Suddenly the guy Denise was dancing with pulled his hands out of her dress, only to then pull both sides of the fabric inward between her cleavage, revealing her free-swinging breasts to the room. With them in full view, he grabbed hold of them again as he grinded with her, kneading them hard, like dough, and rolling her nipples back and forth between his forefingers and thumbs. People started cheering, and a couple pulled out their phones to start videotaping.

　For the first time, Sharon started having doubts. Maybe this was going a little too far. She hadn't anticipated something crazy enough to happen that people would start videotaping. "Hey Doug," she said, "How much longer til it wears off?"

　"Not long," Doug lied. "Don't worry about it. It's not that strong - her brain will still be able to override her body's actions if something too crazy starts to happen. It's really only strong suggestion, but she can still resist it if she really wants to. It should only last a couple more minutes anyway."

　In truth, Doug had intentionally raised the dosage to where she would be completely susceptible to base desires and suggestion for a few hours at least. Within her head, she would still mostly be able to think rationally, she just wouldn't be able to override what her body was acting out and doing. On top of this, he had planted a few friends in the crowd to steer everything in the right direction, including the guy Denise had been dancing with this whole time.

　Back inside Denise's head, her mind was racing. She was beginning to panic. Why couldn't she stop herself from doing these things? She knew that she was making a complete slut of herself, and with all these people watching - some even videoing! Most of her psyche completely wanted this to stop, but a part of her still found it deeply erotic and satisfying, and it was this part of her mind that was winning out and calling the shots.

　Soon a second guy came up and started grinding up against the front of her. Without warning, he grabbed her face and started making out with her, hard, forcing his tongue down her throat and all, and she automatically reciprocated. More cheers went up, and she continued grinding her backside into the guy behind her, smearing her pussy juice which had soaked straight through her panties all over his jean crotch. Presently he let go of one of her tits and let the front guy grab hold of it. After a moment of this debauchery, the front guy suddenly reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties down to her ankles, which she found to her horror she lifted for him to remove it completely. While still making out with her, he tossed it behind his head and into the crowd. Some laughing frat dude caught it. "These are fucking slimed!" he called out. He sniffed them and passed them down the line of his friends.

　Denise was mortified. Here she was, commando under a short skirt, with her tits hanging out, and a whole host of frat dudes sniffing her completely soiled thong. Through an extraordinary force of will she managed to lift her face long enough to look around the room, making sure no one she knew was here witnessing this other than the friends she had come with. Her friends! What must they be thinking of this? Surely their opinion of her had completely changed. They were probably acting like they didn't know her, and she couldn't blame them. Meanwhile she was still grinding against the guy behind her while making out with the guy in front. Her pussy and ass threatened to pop out of the bottom of her skirt every time she shook it - in fact, one guy seemed to be taking advantage of this fact by standing next to her and aiming his camera phone upwards from below his waist level, almost certainly getting an explicit upskirt picture or video of her.

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