Episode 217: HOLLY WATER

Two weeks ago, Nashville Time! Yep, one of those pesky flashbacks! In this particular case Hill House Dormitory, Golgotha Seminary School, North Carolina. Checking in on Piper Cherry’s niece, Monet Belmont.

Early to bed, early to rise. Bird gets the worm. Yada Yada! Ten more minutes, oh, Lord! While many of the school’s newest students were excited to attend their first church service at Golgotha in just a few hours, others having stayed up past curfew far too late playing, were now paying for it. Such being the room of a certain quartet of young ladies who enjoyed their first night of freedom from their parents.

Turning on their leader like rabid dogs at the thunderous knock on their door which sounded like the Heaven’s rolling, the girls hissed in Monet’s direction. Kari Cartwheel in particular crawled from her cozy bed with her pillow and shuffled like a zombie over to Monet’s bedside. Peering down at the beautiful blonde cooing in her slumber she raised her pillow up over her head then brought angels feathers down to Earth. Impact annoying at best Monet shrugged it off and rolled over until it became persistent.

“KNOCK IT OFF!”

“I’m trying to. If I have to get up so, do all of you.” Waddling from Monet’s bedside she now attacked the beautiful redhead, Holly Waterston. Like Monet she vented out of weary conscience. Olive Branch, yes, her real name was no better, as Kari went from all four corners of her new home. Olive at least sat up in a hurry and shot a glance at her alarm clock.

“Oh, ship!” Shit was a bad word. “We only have an hour and fifteen minutes to shower, get dressed and find a pew to park our booties on.” Olive was out and putting on her robe to head downstairs for her wake-up shower. Small bag of necessity in her hand she opened her door to see their ... interesting dorm monitor Terri just one room away.

Another pounding fist on the next door over from their dorm room, Terri Studweiller called out his, rather her own time frame and did herM best to rally the little angels. While still technically a male possessing a penis Terri was transgender and hormone based to be 80% woman, even having had breast surgery to amplify herM beauty. It meant a bit of facial shaving still but in herM mind it was worth it. Most days! Gender turmoil at heart if you could call her that, him that, yeah it gets confusing as hell, Terri still had a male’s needs. Tough job to be having here but he did herM best. Her combined with him if you hadn’t figured that out! With a big dick it was still a bitch around beauty. Inner lesbian with male struggles. Tying it down was never as easy as tape.

“Morning Terri.” Olive smiled in passing. “Love your dress.” Terri was in a black and white, what designers called ROTITA with a block flare sleeve. A round neck masked herM enormous chest from any revealing cleavage. With going to church it was appropriate all the way down to herM knees. Hem knees even!

“Thank you, Olive. I try my best to look nice on Sunday’s.” HerM voice was still a tad masculine even with the tender attempts. “Better hurry my baby there’s only so many showerheads.”

“On my way!” Down the stairs Olive went. Doors were opening up all around Terri now as the residents tried very hard to wake up.

“Danish on the kitchen counter for when you’re ready.” The dining hall next door always provided fruit pastries and small cartons of milk on Sundays. Providing them in house so that the students could hurry along without the added stress of going to the hall until lunch time.

While Kari Cartwheel aka Miss Piggy waddled out in her own robe, she too complemented Terri. Out of respect the other girls abandoning their rooms followed the courtesy until Terri felt truly honored. Most were unaware of her/ his lifestyle so simply considered herM a fulltime female. Technically sHe was, if it weren’t for a hanging penis. Fear of that surgery was preventing the full steal deal. Someday! God willing!

Pulling up the rear Holly Waterston in her pajamas no robe, Monet in a bright blue night shirt that said Morning is Overbated dogged her roomies heels. Not one student realized that tee was sexually explicit by design, not even Terrance. The girls shuffled half asleep down the hall like a herd of prattle. In passing Terri, Monet still found the energy to pinch herM on the ass. Terri swaying in her high heels reacted with awe. Tight ass Terri! Pure muscle there! Balance perfect Terri grinned at herM girl Monet.

In going down the staircase Monet even lifted the hem of her t-shirt up to her waist while using the material to wipe the sleep from her eyes. Holly swatted at her for exposing 60% of her perfect body. Even more April Lambert the last one out of their room caught Monet. Looking at Terri with a drooped jaw she mumbled.

“Aren’t you going to get after her for... “ A notation of a rise in Terri’s dress April bulged her eyes. Miss Lambert being one of the many not knowing of Terri’s background simply hurried on down before having to explain herself. Terri was grateful not to have to give another history lesson as well. Thing was, April was wearing a night shirt equally as short as Monet’s. Obviously, she wasn’t that offended. Funny how her tee said Slumber and Win! As in Slumber and When, wake me up, Amen. Clever girls!

Pausing at the landing with nobody around April dropped her towel and bent over to pick it up without thinking. Her G-string panties showing bare cheeks to Terri in her shirt’s unintentional lift made April realize her mistake. Looking back, she witnessed Terri trying to smooth out the front of herM dress. Big wrinkle! Rip Van Wrinkle! Whip Van Wrinkle if sHe had herM way. Eyes bulging, April squealed and bolted for the basement. Free of witnessing eyes, Terri rubbed that mighty erection, sHe really loved herM job. It was often hard, but sHe persevered. However, sHe hated that word though, having severed as an ending to her purr. So confusing! Not just for you.

Room checks part of her job she doubled back examining leftover habitation and found everyone downstairs in the basement waiting in line to cleanse their souls as much as their bodies. Finding no one present Terri stepped into Monet Belmont’s room and leered about finding which bed was logically hers. Easy enough having seen Monet’s cell plugged in on her small desk. A subtle look about of her personal items Terri caught wind of the girls perfume lingering where she lay her head. Unable to resist sHe bent over to inhale her aroma, eyes rolling back to heavenly white. While already having young Monet in a strange deal with the Devil’s daughter, Terri was still a ball sack of mixed feelings of he did, she said. No twat does not a woman make, even if the rest of herM was well on its way.

After their oddball scissoring last night in the living room, Monet felt she understood him/her/herM. Having sex both as a male and female gave Terri a sense of both worlds. Always awkward growing up he resisted stereotype, maintaining a masculine body but persistently trying hard to be the woman his soul desired to be. Getting a boob job at a local clinic and a beginner’s luck Brazilian at the aid of Noah McBride, friends of the family so to speak, sHe was well on the way. It was just this pesky penis.

“I just can’t help myself.” Lifting her dress up sHe gripped his forward tail and thrashed it violently right over Monet’s bed sheets. Monet had captured her wiles, hoping to share many more nights with her as friends and occasional playmate. The girl had offered a deal that was to herM liking. Turn a blind eye whenever she did anything unchristian like, and she would give herM some. Impossible to resist such an offer Terri was going to be as oblivious as possible.

It was a good thing April Lambert didn’t finish her question over Monet’s escaped notice. Of course, Terri saw it, more than likely the girl flashed herM on purpose. Add to that trouble Terri also found many of the girls in her dorm appealing. Holly Waterston another bit of eye candy made herM shuffle left after seeing a photo of Holly and her mom Sonya on her beside stand. Stroking a tempted cock hard, it was inevitably Holly to make herM nut. Partial to redheads! Holy waiter!

Panting at the thrill of getting away with this, Terri moved back to Monet’s bed and actually laid out on it and tucked her pillow up between herM legs as if scissoring again. Leftover jizz dampening the pillow sHe finally decided enough was enough. Crawling from bed sHe tugged herM dress back into place and sighed with a vivid feminine thought. Hand to herM chest sHe pondered, “April’s bed next week. I simply must keep it in the flock. Terri had a little Lambert, her sheets as white as snow.” Sad! Worth a giggle!

Down in the basement the eight showerheads drowned the bevy of beauties along with soap suds. With so many girls in attendance a few chose to shower together, sharing a single shower stream. Monet and Holly attached enough by now to not let their nakedness bother one another even laughed and washed one another. Some of the girls were less in line for that, oh, so taboo activity.

Cutie pie Phebe Pierce was way too dark in persona being goth by appearance to consider such an up-close maneuver. Even though a number of other girls enquired if they might share her waterfall she declined. They understood but still called her a beach under their breath. Why was a demon priestess even attending this school? She wasn’t that dark! Just jaded! A makeover was all she required.

“So, what are you wearing to church Monet?” Holly asked rolling soft soap along her new besties back from shoulder to butt crack. She didn’t seem to care how other girls looked at her queerly. Still, a glance over Monet’s shoulder at a girl named Kimberly and seeing her haunted expression Holly found her inner mischief and began washing Monet’s butt cheeks.

Monet sensing Holly’s move looked at Kim then winked. Kim quickly turned away once Monet licked her lips at her, hunger in her eyes. It was hilarious to make people think she was gay. So not, but so experimental. A whisper to Holly made the redhead snicker and leave her shared waterfall behind.

Approaching Kim, Holly took a huge risk and repeated herself. Hands still soapy she roamed Kimberly’s backside. Shivering dramatically Kim tilted her gaze at Holly with a whimpering breath. “I’m so dirty.” Whoa! Where did that come from? Queer look now almost begging to be bathed? Giving up her shower Monet motioned her roomie Olive Branch to take her place then tiptoed over to Kim and Holly.

“Hi! We haven’t met yet. I’m Monet. That’s my bestie Holly.”

“Hello! Sorry if I acted funny toward you two. Jealous, maybe!” The perky brunette with frosted tips giggled. “I’m Kimberly Francis. And I know who you are. Phebes told me.”

“Friends with Phoebe then?”

“Another room. We just chatted a bit during the bonfire. I saw you and Pastor Round’s son Chase. So cool!”

“He still has my white shorts.” Monet flipped her tongue and placed some of Kim’s soap in her palm before risking applying it to the girls smaller than average breasts. Eyes rolled white upon contact. Nipples gouging Monet’s lifeline made her flare her eyes at Holly. “Where are you from Kim?”

“Tennessee! Close to Nashville. Keep washing me. So dirty!” Whoa, again! Shrugging both Monet and Holly joined forces in rolling their hands all over the petite young woman. A luffa applied between Kim’s thighs, Monet knelt down and rolled the cloth ball briskly over her private parts. Seeing a pierced clit Monet grinned up at Holly now washing Kim’s hair with shampoo. The entire scene was becoming a tad too intimate.

“My auntie Piper just moved to Nashville.” Monet offered chitchat. “Small world! Oh, my white dress with lace on the shoulders.” A nearly forgotten answer to Holly’s question.

“With your bleach blonde hair, you rock white.” Holly smiled. “I’m wearing a soft yellow dress. How about you Kimberly? What are you wearing to services this morning?”

“I don’t know yet. I don’t have many choices.” Kim shivered as Monet finished cleaning the girl’s exterior vagina. “You two are amazing. I’m so unworthy of your attention. Forgive me if you thought my expression earlier was rude. I was caught off guard.”

“You don’t seem to mind us helping you.” Holly whispered then removed the showerhead to rinse the girl’s hair. Once done Monet requested the device and brought it down to rain on Kim’s belly and innermost thighs. The firepower of the wand striking Kim’s clit sent the girl over the edge. A deafening yelp made every girl in wait bulge their eyes.

“WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?” Monitor in charge Terri barged into the shower room but kept herM distance to avoid ruining herM dress. Seeing so many naked girls all at once his skirt rose up in front. The sudden appearance of an erection that Terri had just managed to relax was back in full force. Hiding it by using a door Terri grumbled, “Sweet Jesus help me.”

“Nothing Terri! Baptizing Kimberly here in Holly Water.” Holly snorted hearing her name used as such. Standing up Monet hooked the showerhead back into its clip on the wall and set out washing herself. “We’ll be done shortly. Don’t wrinkle your dress.”

“Please hurry ladies. The bus will be here shortly, and you still need breakfast.” Terri took herM leave before anyone else realized sHe still had a very ravenous cock. Once gone Monet turned her eyes back on Kim while Holly pampered the girl with conditioner. “I’ll take you shopping here soon. My gramps gave me a PLAYtinum card. Shhh! My mom doesn’t know.” A giggle shared the girls grew closer.

“Why are you washing me?” Puppy dog eyes!

“Dirty girl you said.”

“Very dirty! I’m glad that you noticed.”

“You act like you’re a shivering pup out in the rain.” Holly mumbled.

“Nerves! I’m not used to being touched by girls.”

“Just guys?” Monet winked, “Nice clit jewelry.”

“You saw that?” She blushed, “Someone in my family gave that to me as a good luck charm.”

“As in good luck on finding a guy to gnaw on that clit?” Monet chuckled.

“He called me his little Holy Roller. That’s why it looks like a tiny wheel.”

“Someone say, Cartwheel?” Kari stepped up cloaked in a towel to hide her pudgy body. “Hi Kim! I’m roommates with these two handsy wenches. I’m Kari.”

“Hi Kari! Didn’t I see you at the bonfire with the Biggsby brothers?”

“Yessssss!” Kari bubbled up. “I don’t know which of them I like more.”

“Maybe you could decide on which then set Kim here up with the last survivor.” Monet winked.

“MINE! THEY’RE MINE!” Kari lost her color and left in a huff.

“Wow! Bernadette, much?” Holly’s saucer like eyes exploded to brilliance. Big Bang Theory!

“Don’t you worry Kim.” Monet helped rinse the conditioner from her hair. “We’ll find you a nice boy to gnaw on that Holy Roller.”