Suddenly Late One Night

Suddenly Late One Night

A Final Fantasy VIII Fan Fic

By Bubblegom

Chapter Eleven

FF VIII characters and locations are owned by SquareSoft.

NC-17 for sexual content. Enter at your own risk.

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Xu had informed me the night before that I could sleep in if I so desired, so of course I took her up on her offer and slept until almost lunch time. I usually don’t have any appetite upon arising and this day was no exception, although I did walk down to the cafeteria at lunch time in search of Selphie.

As soon as I walked into the cafeteria, Selphie called out to me to join her and Rinoa at the table where they were seated. I pulled out a chair and sat down, as Selphie greeted, “About time, sleepy head.”

I grinned ruefully at her, while Rinoa informed me that everything was set for Selphie to take her and me to Winhill directly after lunch. I inquired if there was anything I needed to do or bring with me before leaving, and the dark-haired young woman assured me she had everything well in hand. Selphie offered a quick wink which left me wondering about what Rinoa’s grand plan actually was.

……….

Selphie landed the Ragnarok, per Rinoa’s request at the far end of Winhill. As soon as we entered the town, Rinoa explained she had a lot of preparation to do at ‘The Flower Restaurant’ and to please meet her in two hours time. I agreed and Rinoa quickly hurried off to the restaurant.

“What would you like to do?” Selphie asked.

“I was kinda hoping I could look at the house where Laguna used to stay,” I answered.

“Well, there’s not much there, you know,” Selphie said doubtfully. “But if that’s what you want – sure, we can go there.”

I actually had hopes of enticing Selphie into some afternoon delight on the second floor of the old house. We walked up to the chocobo path and I was surprised to see it apparently ran for miles out in the fields surrounding Winhill. More surprisingly in the distance I could make out a round roofless, enclosed structure of some sort and many vehicles parked at it.

“What’s that?” I asked, pointing it out.

“Races,” Selphie spoke laconically.

“Chocobo races?”

“Well kinda,” Selphie answered vaguely.

I instantly realized that something was up from the strange way the usually exuberant SeeD was behaving. “I want to see them, if that’s alright,” I said.

“Okay,” Selphie said slowly. “But you have to never tell anyone what you see.”

“Why?” I asked, greatly perplexed.

“Garden security, I could get in big trouble if it ever came out that I took you.”

Selphie and I walked across the field towards the race track and it became obvious that the races had begun from the great noise that was now coming from within it. When we arrived at the front gates, Selphie paid our way in. Walking up the ramp, I looked out over the track, which was greatly similar to ones in our world. Then in astonishment, I realized that it wasn’t like any race track I had ever seen or visited. Instead of the expected Chocobos and jockeys, I saw young women being lined up in the gates.

“What is this?!” I asked, greatly excited.

Slightly blushing, Selphie answered, “These are choco-girl races.”

“Choco-girl races?” I exclaimed, greatly surprised.

As we stepped down closer to the track, I was even more astonished to note, that save for an ornate bit that had gold chains hanging from it fitted into their mouths, a sturdy appearing wide black belt around their waists, also with the aforementioned chains, and black athletic shoes, the young women were completely naked!

“Wow!” I said and turned to Selphie, whose beautiful face was somewhat flushed. “These women agree to compete in the buff?” I asked.

“No,” Selphie explained. “These women are owned by someone, who take total care of them and receive all their race winnings.”

“Owned?! Is this legal?”

“Well,” Selphie equivocated. “It’s quasi-legal, the women have either lost ill-made bets or are deep in debt and agreed to sign away their freedom for a certain amount of time.”

‘God!’ I thought. ‘No wonder Selphie was slow to take me here. But what does Garden security have to do with this?’

My questions were immediately answered as they brought out the young women for the third race of the afternoon. There was Hillary being led with a leather leash by her trainer! She looked even more unappealing than when I had seen her a few days previous at the Garden. It appeared she had been placed on a starvation diet and had lost copious amounts of weight, her skin hung down in folds. The sudden weight loss had also been detrimental to her facial features and she now looked forty years old with her lips resembling a thin, crooked, chapped scabby bird’s anus lips. Her vagina was completely shaven and her pussy lips appeared ungainly and hung loosely.

“That’s Hillary!” I said excitedly, pointing her out to Selphie. “What’s she doing here?”

Selphie took a deep breath and then answered, “Now you understand why it’s considered Garden security. If a young woman bombs out after reaching the age of eighteen the way Hillary did and if she has no home to return to, then Cid sells them to the choco-girl trainers to attempt to recoup some of the money spent on them through their stay in the Garden. In Hillary’s case, her family refused to take her back.”

The race began and leaving Selphie behind I pushed my way down to the rail. I was rooting for Hillary, but the longer the race went the further she fell behind. Finally as she staggered around the final turn and down the home stretch, I screamed out her name and waved hoping to attract her attention. Hillary turned her head and looked right at me. In her eyes, I saw nothing but total delight and happiness. I was glad she had finally found her true place in life.

I remained by the rail for the rest of the races. Some of those choco-girls were damn beautiful! I wouldn’t have minded training a few of them myself. Finally the afternoon’s card was finished and I located Selphie standing where I had left her. I assumed knowing her self assertive personality that she hadn’t enjoyed the choco-girl races at all, so I didn’t say a word about what I had just witnessed.

“I guess I had better go meet Rinoa,” I said. “By the time we walk back to the restaurant it’ll be two hours.”

Selphie agreed and we walked back into Winhill. On the way the green-eyed SeeD spoke of her growing excitement over the upcoming bachelorette party and my role in it. I asked her what she meant, but Selphie insisted that Rinoa had sworn her to secrecy. When we arrived back at ‘The Flower Restaurant,’ Rinoa was waiting out front.

“Oh good, you’re back and right on time. Come on with me,” Rinoa said.

I followed Rinoa into the establishment and noticed that Selphie didn’t accompany us. Rinoa led me up the stairs to the second floor.

“Okay, here’s what I came up with,” Rinoa said, grinning mischievously at me with her eyes sparkling. “At some expense I had this tear-away outfit made for you,” the dark-haired woman explained, holding up a very fashionable appearing long sleeved black shirt and a tight pair of black pants that she picked up from off one of the beds in the room.

“Most of the women in attendance won’t suspect a thing, including Elisa who I’m throwing the party for. Only a few of us will be in on the secret and when you dance by them, they will tear away a small piece. I think it will be hysterical and very embarrassing to Elisa,” Rinoa said. “Oh, and one other thing, make sure to wear this,” Rinoa said, picking up a piece of apparel from the bed and handing it to me.

I held it out in front of me for closer inspection. It was an extremely miniscule black thong, certainly not as near large as a jock strap and very flimsy appearing. I glanced up at Rinoa and she was slightly blushing – the little imp!

“Now try and act embarrassed, if you can. That’ll make it even funnier,” Rinoa further instructed me. “Completely unplanned appearing – and then end up right in front of Elisa. She’s a blonde and I’ll be sitting beside her. I want you to insist she get up and dance with you. That’ll be a riot. I’ll have someone video taping all of it and it will be fun to blackmail her with after she’s married.”

“Okay, sure,” I agreed.

“Good.” Rinoa smiled at me. “You go ahead and get ready. I’ll bring you up some supper later and then when we’re ready for you, I’ll come up and get you..”

The beautiful young woman then retreated back downstairs. Rinoa thought she was playing a good prank on her friend. I had a good prank planned for Rinoa instead. I wasn’t going to wear the black thong, but instead I hid it in the room. I then dressed in the outfit she had given me. It felt good on me, but it was extremely tight. She was as good as her word and soon brought me a plate of food from what she was serving at the party.

Shortly thereafter, I heard the excited voices of the women joining the celebration. Later I realized they had eaten and Elisa was opening her presents. There was a lot of oohing and aahing and some laughter, I suppose at joke gifts. Finally I heard Rinoa climbing up the stairs. Her efforts sounded labored to me.

As soon as she entered the bedroom I recognized she appeared more than slightly tipsy. “Okay, we’re ready for you. Break a leg!” she said.

“Don’t say that!” I exclaimed.

I followed Rinoa down the staircase and when reaching the bottom I was amazed to see the room was full of young women. To my surprise, Quistis and Xu were there smiling at me. I recognized some female SeeDs and instructors from the Garden. The other women present must have been friends of Rinoa and/or Elisa. Rinoa punched in a track on a CD Boombox and then went and sat next to her friend.

Elisa was a pretty young woman, with blonde hair that fell to her shoulders with a curl. She had high cheekbones, black eyes, a strong but attractive nose, and a wide smile. She too appeared to me to be the worse for wear from alcohol consumption. Naturally I didn’t recognize the song Rinoa had selected, but it had a good dance beat. I began to dance around as best I could. The women were clapping and laughing and loudly hooting my efforts.

As I danced by Quistis, she reached out and tore a small part of my shirt away. I ripped off a much larger piece simultaneously so it appeared that Quistis had done it. She appeared a bit shocked for a moment, but then she grinned at me, catching on. If Rinoa thought she was playing a joke on her friend, I was pulling a double joke on Rinoa. I pulled the same trick when I danced past Xu and she reached out and pulled off part of the black shirt. Soon my shirt was in tatters and then completely gone. By this time a great majority of the women understood the secret and began to rip away huge chunks of my trousers as I danced by them.

I ended up dancing completely naked in front of Elisa and Rinoa. Needless to say, I now had a full erection which I was waving at them. The other women were all standing to get a better view and were all laughing, hooting, and shouting encouragement to me. Elise was blushing furiously and averting her gaze. Rinoa appeared highly flushed, but chances are some of it was from her intoxication. Her eyes were double wide in shock as she took in my naked frame. This certainly wasn’t what she had bargained for. Following Rinoa’s instructions, I pulled Elisa up from her chair and yelled over the din, “Come on and dance with me!”

Elisa was attractively dressed in a green sweater and a dark skirt. She attempted to pull herself loose from me and I reached out as she stepped back and inadvertently grabbed the front of her sweater with both hands. Rinoa, in the meanwhile unbeknownst to Elisa, had stood behind her friend to insist that she dance with me. The young blonde stepped back further to elude my grasp and fell over Rinoa! Her sweater pulled completely away from her body and into my hands and she wasn’t encumbered with a bra. Elisa screamed and I received a good view of her pert breasts (approximately 32B) before she thought to throw her hands up in front of them.

Rinoa attempted to help her friend to her feet by reaching out and clasping her by the hands. Elisa struggled to keep her hands over her bare breasts and I was able to lean over and relieve her of her black skirt. She screamed again when she realized she was now only attired in a white thong, but because the noise being raised from the other women in the room was so loud, I think only Rinoa and I heard her.

Rinoa now was successful in pulling Elisa to her feet and pushed her slightly towards me, ordering her to dance. As I gyrated around her, I had a good opportunity to check her out. She was quite slim with her hips just a tad wider than her waist and she had long athletic legs. I realized she wouldn’t be considered everybody’s cup of tea, but I thought she was way hot!

The other women present had now closely surrounded us and Rinoa was pushed roughly to the outer fringes. I danced behind Elisa and pulled her thong down and completely off her body! The crowd went wild, I could barely hear Rinoa’s screamed protests! I gyrated back in front of the now naked blonde woman. She must have been more drunk than I had initially suspected because she now was dancing wildly with complete abandon. Her cute breasts were flying from side to side and she was pushing her completely shaven pussy up at me.

I don’t know who first shouted out, “Give him a blowjob!” but the frenzied crowd of young women were soon chanting; “Blow job! Blow job! Blow job!” This was certainly turning out even better than I had expected. Elisa sank to her knees in front of me and took my erection into her mouth. Her lips wrapped around my prick felt awesome and she swallowed all of me right down to my stem. God! Elisa plunged her mouth up and down on my stiffened prick. It was all too much for me and I quickly orgasmed, filling her mouth with my cum. The attractive blonde very carefully licked me completely dry before removing her mouth from my prick. Her lips were covered with my cum and she smiled up at me.

I could see the telltale blush across her chest and wondered if further sexual action was possible when Elisa passed out onto her face! That ended my participation in the bachelorette party. Xu whisked me away back up to the second floor. Laughing all the while, she assisted me to dress hurriedly into my uniform. The party appeared to still be going strong with some of the young women dancing with each other as Xu and I descended the staircase. Rinoa was kneeling beside Elisa and attempting to help her regain consciousness.

‘Good luck!’ I thought. I finally decided Elisa must have been really smashed and probably wouldn’t even remember her behavior the next morning. Quistis and Selphie were waiting for us at the front door and we all left together. Once Xu, Quistis, Selphie, and I were situated in the Ragnarok flying back to the Garden, Quistis said, “I don’t think Rinoa was very pleased with your performance.”

I laughed and Selphie gestured towards her purse that was lying on the floor beside her. “Don’t worry about it, I have the video tape,” she explained and then laughed. “I doubt she’d like Squall to get a look at that and her involvement in it.”

‘That’s right!’ I realized. I hadn’t noticed Selphie at all among the women at the party. She must have been off to the side video taping the entire thing.

“Great job Selphie!” I exclaimed and we all laughed.

We were soon back at Garden and less than an hour later, I lay snuggled in bed in Xu’s arms.