Karmic
Balance
by Scarecrow
My name is Zeke, well not really it’s actually something that cannot
be pronounced in English so Zeke will have to do. I am a demon and
council member of the eighth sphere. There’s also Abbadon , Pan the
swift, Mammon the unseen, and a bunch of others who all have some
special duty in hell. What do I do? Well I am a Time Demon; basically I
control how fast time travels in hell. Sometimes times I decide to make
years go by like minutes and sometimes I like to stretch seconds out
for a century, depends on what the big L wants me to do really. It was
an okay job but I was getting a little bored and was up for a change in
duties.
Finally I decided to go up the office of my supervisor, Minos, to see
if there was anything else I could do. When you go to hell your fate is
decided by this guy. He is responsible for punishment, traffic,
paychecks, the schedule and in my case, job duties. I knocked on
the door and I heard his voice say, “Come in.” I opened the door and
there my boss was sitting back in his leather seat smoking a cigar. “Ah
Zeke, come in what can I do for you?” he asked me with a smile.
“Well I know you’re busy Minos, so I’ll keep it short,” I said, “I’m
getting a little stir crazy being down here in the eighth sphere just
controlling time.”
Minos’ smile quickly faded and he sat upright in his seat, giving me
his full attention. “What do you want me to have you do instead? Push
boulders up a hill? Whip people?” I could tell he wasn’t too happy with
me.
“No, but there’s gotta be something else I can do. At least somewhere
else. I’ve been down here in the eighth sphere for over two thousand
years. I’m not asking for a raise I’m just asking for a change of
scenery.”
Minos sat back in his chair again and smoked on his cigar. Then his
eyes widened and he leaned forward again with a look of excitement in
his eyes. “I know, how would you like to be working with the Karma
department?”
The what? “Karma department sir?”
“Yeah, we take part in the negative side of Karma didn’t you know?”
“I thought we didn’t believe in Karma sir.”
“Well, Karma is just the name we gave it. Really, it’s just a fancy way
of keeping a balance of making sure bad people that are still living
are being kept in check; sort of a way to give them a second chance by
humbling them. It’s called Karma because that’s what humans call it
because they don’t see any of us doing anything. Are you interested?”
To be honest, this sounded a little weird to me. The whole time I’d
been here I never heard of a Karma department and if I did join, what
were they going to have a Time Demon do? What were they going to have
me speed up time and make bad people late for their jobs?
“Uh, Minos, I’m a Time Demon, what use do you guys have for me in the
Karma department?”
Minos shrugged and rested his feet on his desk, showing no concern for
me at all. “I don’t know, you’ve been working in the eighth sphere for
two thousand years, you’ve had to have picked up a few tricks. Look,
all you are doing is knocking people down off of their high horses so
they don’t get cocky.”
Seemed like an okay plan. “Okay, I’ll do it. But how do I know which
people to get?”
Minos opened up his desk drawer and started filing through his papers.
Quickly, he pulled out a white sheet of paper and scanned it before
handing it to me. “This is the file on Cleary University in
Philadelphia. It’s a pretty prestigious college for business students,
law students, you know, a place to make powerful people who usually end
up in our hands when they die. Anyway, being that it’s a University, a
lot of the girls that go there get a bit too confident after they’ve
been accepted. On that paper is a list of specific girls that need to
be taken care of.”
I looked at the list; it wasn’t too long but for my first time it
seemed like a lot.
“So what do you want me to do to them? Run ‘em over with a car, push
them down the stairs?”
“No you idiot nothing like that.” Minos said getting frustrated, “Just
humble them so they lose their cockiness. That’s all. Now get outta
here and get to work.”
Before I could say anything else, a strong wind pushed me out of the
room and the door to Minos’ office swung shut.
I took the gate to Philadelphia and was transported just outside of the
campus grounds. I walked over to the parking lot and looked at myself
in the window of a car. I was a man in his late twenties with a
ponytail, wearing a brown plaid suit, god hell needed to do some
research on style because even I knew this was ridiculous.
I looked down at the list and read the first name.
Name: SARAH FROST
Offense: Losing her temper at mock trials and making one of the
opposing team members cry. Has no remorse at all and is heavily
convinced that she’s always right about her issues.
The photo was of a cute girl for someone who seemed like she deserved
to be on the third sphere of hell. She had long blonde hair, a nice
toned body and some decent sized breasts. Nothing too huge but she
wasn’t a board either. She was also a lot taller than the normal girl,
which kind of would make me want to date her if it wasn’t for the fact
that I wasn’t human.
It took me about twenty minutes to find Sarah on campus and really that
was by luck because classes were ending so there were tons of students
walking to their next class. Sarah was walking along the park, not
talking to anyone and without a smile on her face. She looked like she
could lose her temper if she didn’t get her way. I decided to stay back
behind the pillar of the hallway and waited for Sarah to walk by. Just
as she was walking past me I realized, I didn’t know what the hell I
was going to do. While I was trying to think of something, Sarah had
already passed me. I quickly tried running after her and as she was
walking by a picnic table with a group of girls, one of the girls stood
up and stood in Sarah’s way.
“You have a lot of nerve, screaming at my partner at mock trial the
other day.” The girl said.
Sarah’s eyes flared at the girl and she stepped forward in the girl’s
face making her step back. “Well I’m sorry if you two dykes want to get
married but I think that is sick and that’s what that bitch gets for
saying that I was against gay marriage because I was homophobic!”
Geez, she really could lose her temper. She almost had that girl
crying. Before the fight escalated into a physical fight, I snapped my
fingers and all was quiet because I had stopped time.
I walked up to the frozen Sarah to get a closer look at her. She was
quite the fancy dresser. She wore this sleeveless v-neck dress shirt
that cut pretty low and she wore black dress pants. I figured if this
girl thought that being right was the only thing important, I’d make
her think twice when I got the idea to tamper with her clothing. I
don’t care how right you are in an argument, but if you’re standing in
front of me in your underwear, you’ve lost all status and should crawl
into a hole.
I grew out the claw of my pointer finger and ran it from top to bottom
of Sarah’s shirt exposing a nice white satin bra. Next I cut the fabric
of her shirt from her shoulders and then from the sides so when I
unfroze time it would fall off. Next I unbuckled her belt and then
unzipped the front of her dress pants. The belt was pretty heavy, but
Sarah had some nice hips holding those pants up still so I lowered her
pants further so the weight of the belt would pull them the rest of the
way down. Satisfied with my karmic balance, I walked back to my
original spot and snapped my fingers to resume time.
I don’t know what Sarah’s next sentence was because it stopped midway
when her shirt fell off from the front of the back and when her pants
dropped down to her ankles exposing her silky white bikini panties. The
other girl brought her hand to her mouth in surprise and then started
laughing as Sarah stopped and looked down in horror at her exposure.
“Wow Sarah, for a snooty bitch, I expected you to be a thong wearer,”
she said.
Sarah screamed and tried covering her bra and her panties, which isn’t
what I would’ve done because that attracted a lot of attention from
other people. Everybody around her started gasping in amazement while
other people were running up to see what the big fuss was about. Sarah
looked around at the growing crowd and tried to run but tripped from
the pants around her ankles, as she fell in the air I snapped my
fingers and froze time again. I walked up to Sarah and pulled the back
of her bra and hooked it around the edge of a picnic table. I figured
it couldn’t hurt to take things a step further as I snapped my fingers
again.
There was a loud ripping sound and now Sarah’s bra was dangling from
the corner of the picnic table and Sarah remained on her stomach
knowing that she’d just lost her bra. The guys around me starting
hooting and hollering as Sarah put her arm around her chest and slowly
got up. The girl she was arguing with was almost in tears from
laughter, so was Sarah, but I don’t think she was laughing. Then some
guy pushed his way through the crowd and put his varsity jacket around
her, I guess it was her boyfriend. Sarah and her boyfriend walked off
while the crowd that had formed around her still hooted at her. Not too
bad for my first time I thought.
I walked away from the crowd and looked at the list again crossing out
Sarah’s profile. This was interesting; instead of one girl that was
next on the list, it was actually three girls who were bracketed
together.
Name: MANDY THERON
Offense: Captain of the volleyball team. Very competitive and yells at
anybody on the team when they mess up. Very sore loser.
Name: SANDY WILLIAMS
Offense: Another volleyball team member. Hangs out in the locker room
and listens for girls who badmouth Mandy and then rats them out causing
more trouble. Since she’s a tall girl, she’s also not afraid of
intimidating girls either with her size.
Name: ANDREA BURNS (I get it, Mandy, Sandy and Andy real cute)
Offense: Not on the volleyball team just one of Mandy’s friends. She is
friendly to the other girls on the volleyball team but when she’s with
the other two, says some pretty nasty things behind their backs. She’s
also responsible for spreading rumors about one girl that caused the
girl’s boyfriend to break up with her.
This was going to be good, three for the price of one. I figured that
since two of the girls were on the volleyball team, they’d be at the
gym practicing so that’s where I walked. Sure enough, there the three
girls were with the other volleyball members. Sandy and Mandy were in
these really tight shorts with their t-shirts tied like the other
girls. Andy was standing next to Mandy wearing black dress pants and a
long sleeve dress shirt. Mandy was standing on the side watching Sandy
warm the team up. One of the girls on the other side of the net bumped
the ball up to the other side. Sandy watched the ball fly in the air
and with great strength in her long legs, jumped up in the air and
spiked the ball sending it down so fast that two of the other team
members on the other net stepped out of the way.
“Guys, you’re not in high school gym class, hit the ball it’s not going
to hurt you,” Mandy said.
Andy laughed at Mandy’s joke while Sandy shot this evil look to the
girls who ducked out of the way as if they were expected to stop the
ball. Sandy served the ball to the other team and once again, one of
the girls bumped it up and sent it to Sandy’s side. Sandy jumped up in
the air with determination to send it flying at another girl’s head
when I snapped my fingers to put a stop to this. I walked up to the
volleyball court to get a closer look at the girls and to decide what I
was going to do. I figured stripping them was a nice way of humbling
someone so I stuck to that formula.
I walked up to Sandy first. She was in midair so pulling her shorts
down was easy. I was amazed at how firm her butt was. Maybe it was
because she was wearing a nice purple thong but man, I had never seen a
butt that firm. (I had seen a lot because in hell you’re naked a lot of
the time.) I finished up on Sandy and took her shirt off exposing some
full C size breasts that were going to be bouncing freely since she had
no bra on. Satisfied with Sandy, I decided to turn my attention to Andy
and Mandy.
I walked up to Mandy first and took off her shirt. She wasn’t wearing a
bra either, must have been a sports thing. Her breasts weren’t nearly
as full as Sandy’s but they weren’t a bad size. I took her shirt with
Sandy’s clothes and then removed Mandy’s shorts. Now, if I had a penis,
which demons don’t, I definitely would have crossed my legs at the nice
number Mandy wore. She had on a hot pink thong that was tied in the
back by a single ring. I was going to have some fun with that. Next I
stripped Andy of her clothes and put them in the pile with the others.
Man she didn’t have a bra on either, what was with these girls? Andy
was wearing something interesting too. She had on a black thong that
was held together by two metal buckles along the sides. I took a moment
to look at both Mandy’s and Andy’s underwear and devised a plan. I
unbuckled the sides of Andy’s underwear and ran them through the back
of Mandy’s underwear. I didn’t really want to move them from their
original position, but this was going to be worth it. Andy was now
standing back to back with Mandy, who was still facing the volleyball
court. I took the bundle of clothes from the three girls and I threw
them behind the bleachers where I remained hidden. Once I was
comfortable, I snapped my fingers again and let time resume.
Sandy spiked the ball that was in the air but she didn’t send it flying
at all because she lost strength in her arm when she felt a breeze hit
her body. As Sandy landed on the ground her breasts bounced a little
causing the jaws on the girls of the opposite side of the net to drop.
Sandy looked down and screamed before covering her chest and crossing
her legs. It was kind of funny, with her legs crossed; Sandy was about
the same height of the other girls. While Sandy alternated from
covering her crotch to her ass, Mandy walked towards Sandy to help her
then she stopped as she felt a tug from behind. Andy also felt a tug
and tried turning around but every time she did she felt a tug from
what felt like her underwear. Both girls looked down and saw that they
were in the same state as their friend Sandy and both screamed covering
their chests. It was a classic cartoon, wherever Mandy ran, Andy ran in
the opposite direction and the elastic from both girls’ underwear
pulled them together. This time, Mandy and Andy both planted their feet
firmly as they tried to get away stretching out each others underwear
pretty hard until there was a loud rip that sent both girls forward
landing on their faces. Boy I was surprised, Mandy had brown hair but
um, her other hair was black. I guess she dyed it then. Having now been
fully exposed, Mandy screamed even louder and started running toward
the locker room, hand between her legs. Andy followed Mandy close
behind with her hands on her chest and Mandy’s underwear dangling from
hers.
All three girls ran to the locker room to get their dress clothes. At
this point, the other girls on the volleyball team were laughing their
asses off because this was the first time they had seen the three girls
in fear and embarrassment instead of their normal anger. I slowly
followed the group of girls to the locker room. I waited a couple
seconds after they all went in so they wouldn’t notice me. When I
walked inside, the volleyball team was standing outside of the bathroom
stalls and I could see three pairs of crossed legs hidden behind three
stalls.
“Which fucking one of you did this to us?” Andy shouted from behind the
stall.
“Whoever took our clothes from our lockers better give them back or
you’re off the team!” said Mandy.
Sandy followed that by saying, “I’m going to kick all of your asses
when I get out of here!”
Did I mention that I froze time again and took their clothes out of
their lockers too? Boy they were all still angry so I figured I needed
to humble the three girls some more. I froze time again and opened the
stalls. All three girls were still covering themselves, despite being
behind the stalls. I tried removing the panties off of Sandy and Andy,
but it was damn near impossible since their legs were crossed so I just
lengthened my claws and cut them off from the sides. I threw their
underwear in the garbage and then I moved the girls into the showers
and turned the showers on. I stepped back hidden behind a locker and
then resumed time once again. The volleyball team had a look of
confusion when they saw that the stalls the girls were hiding behind
were open and that no one was there. Then a chorus of three screams
attracted their attention to the showers where the three girls were
standing naked in the shower. The water hadn’t had any time to warm up
and it was freezing cold, causing the Mandy, Sandy and Andy’s nipples
to become very erect.
The volleyball team started laughing hysterically and some of the girls
even pulled out their cell phones and started taking pictures. Once the
three girls saw the flashes going off they tried covering themselves
again. Sandy and Andy must have thought they still had their underwear
because they only covered their chests. They must have felt the water
hitting them from below because they looked down and realized they were
completely naked like Mandy and freaked out some more. I guess when
you’re embarrassed you’re in a state of panic and make decisions you
probably wouldn’t make if you were thinking rationally. To try and
cover themselves up, Sandy and Andy both placed their hands over
Mandy’s body to cover her while she placed one hand over Sandy’s crotch
and one hand over Andy’s crotch to cover them. Three girls being in a
shower naked together already seemed as if it was something out of a
porno movie, but now that they were touching each other, it looked as
if the three girls were coming out of the closet. I left the locker
room while the volleyball team was still taking pictures, knowing that
there was no way those girls would ever treat people like they way they
did because I’m pretty sure those pictures would be used as blackmail
against them.
As I walked out of the locker room I pulled out the list Minos gave me
and crossed off the three girls’ names and looked down at the next one.
Name: JESSICA FEATHERMAN
Offense: This College Senior has been doing theatre all her life at the
University. As a freshman she was ignored and was not given any roles
for her first two years and was stuck doing costumes and makeup.
Jessica was very angry about this and swore she’d never do that to
other people. When she finally did start getting roles, her peers told
her she was great and that boosted Jessica’s confidence a little too
much. Jessica gets all the lead roles now and despite her own
experiences, ignores lower classman and coldly gives them harsh
critique in their acting skills in workshops.
Boy, if this girl didn’t clean up her act, she was going to end up
where all the other hypocrites go in hell, which is not a pretty sight
at all. I walked over to the theatre of the University knowing that
Jessica would be there. I walked inside and saw a sign that said DRESS
REHEARSAL PLEASE BE QUIET. I quietly opened the door and slowly crept
in; hiding behind one of the seats. The play must have been a musical
because the orchestra was in the pit and Jessica was on-stage singing
in an 18th century dress with one of those ridiculous wigs that they
used to wear. As the song was going on, I snuck backstage to get
closer. To my luck, no one else was backstage. I snapped my fingers and
froze time, silencing the music. I walked on-stage and realized why no
one was backstage – the entire cast and crew were sitting in the
audience, obviously waiting for their time to go on, this was good
because Jessica would have an audience.
I started by unzipping the back of Jessica’s dress and since the thing
was so heavy it quickly fell down to Jessica’ s feet. Boy, Jessica was
a real method actor because she wasn’t wearing a bra so her full
breasts were being exposed and she was wearing 18th century
undergarments, which were just long white pajamas basically, man I
hadn’t seen anybody wear those in ages. I figured Jessica looked
ridiculous, but not enough so I went backstage to the shop and got some
glue. I walked back to Jessica and removed her wig. I squeezed some
glue in the wig and in Jessica’s black hair as well and then placed the
wig back on. Once that was done I took the dress with me offstage and
unfroze time.
The music resumed and Jessica kept singing but then the music stopped
as soon as Jessica sung off key and screamed. Everyone in the audience
was laughing in surprise because I don’t think they expected Jessica to
go so far as to wear everything 18th century. Jessica covered her
breasts and covered as much as she could of her underwear and made a
face of pure hatred.
“Goddammit costumes, I told you guys to pin my dress up more!” she
shouted.
Man, I wanted to get on with the next girl but now I had to do
something else to Jessica. I froze time again and pulled out my cell
phone and dialed Minos’ number.
“Hello?” he answered.
“Hey boss it’s Zeke, I was wondering if you could send me up a metal
chastity belt?”
“What the hell for?” Minos asked a little confused.
“Well I’m taking care of one of the girls on the list and I think this
is appropriate.”
“All right I’ll send one up, by the way, you’re doing a great job. The
girls you’ve taken care of already are thinking twice before opening
their mouths.”
Minos hung up and as soon as I put my phone away, a flame burst in my
hand and I now had my chastity belt in my hands. I walked over to
Jessica and removed her 18th century undergarments and placed the
chastity belt on her. Since thongs were the style these days, the
chastity department had designed these special metal thongs with locks
on them, which I thought was nice. I put her other pair of underwear
back on but I pulled off the lining on the waist off so it would
immediately fall as soon as I snapped my fingers. I walked back
offstage and unfroze time to watch my finished product.
As soon as I snapped my fingers, Jessica’s underwear dropped down and
Jessica’s jaw dropped as she tried to cross her legs and cover her
crotch. Jessica’s shock changed to puzzlement when she felt metal. She
looked down and screamed even louder when she realized what she was
wearing. “I don’t know which one of you did this but I swear to god
I’ll get you kicked off the show!” she shouted.
Jessica headed offstage and went to grab her wig to throw it off and
screamed in pain when it would not budge. Jessica uncovered her chest
as she tried frantically to use both hands to pull the wig off but with
no success. The audience and the orchestra were laughing at Jessica who
really did look like an heiress in the 18th century, just one without
any clothes. I left Jessica in her state of undress as I exited
backstage and crossed her off the list.
The next girl on the list made me think things were going to be a bit
different for her.
Name: STEPHANIE MCBALE
Offense: On the fencing squad. Can get very competitive and holds
grudges with people who almost show her up in fencing. When she squares
off with them, she actually tries to hurt them by playing very
aggressively.
I had an idea already planned out. First I made my way back to the gym
where the mats had been laid out for fencing practice. I looked off to
the side and it seemed that some of the teachers were interviewing some
of the girls from the volleyball team. I could have made an easy guess
about what they were asking them. Stephanie was standing off to the
side watching two other fencers square off. When they were finished, it
was Stephanie’s turn. She put her mask on and squared off with another
girl. When the coach called for the girls to start Stephanie quickly
lunged at the other girl who wasn’t expecting her to be so aggressive.
The girl was losing balance and when Stephanie made another aggressive
lunge at her, the girl fell down and twisted her ankle. The coach
rushed to the girl’s aid while Stephanie stood back and took her mask
off. A couple of the girl’s friends rushed to her aid and helped their
friend up.
“You two girls help me take her to the nurse’s office. McBale is in
charge everybody continue sparring.” The coach said.
The coach led the three girls towards the doors and as they were
leaving I noticed a pretty nasty look of satisfaction that Stephanie
had as she watched that girl. Before I could do anything, one guy stood
up and got in Stephanie’s face. “That was bullshit Stephanie and you
know it!” he said.
“It was a fucking accident Jeff, and besides, mind your business.”
“Oh yeah accident, I told you we were over with!”
“That’s fine I just can’t believe you left me for her.”
“That’s fucking it!” Jeff took a step away and put his mask on which
got a few oohs and ahhs from the crowd. “Okay, you want to hurt
someone? Hurt me.”
Stephanie smiled at the challenge and put her mask on as well and got
into her stance. She took the cover off of her sword and threw it to
the side. “Then let’s cut the bullshit and really hurt each other,” she
said.
Jeff took his cover off and then got into his fighting stance. The two
opponents squared off but just before they did anything I froze time. I
walked up to Jeff’s body and carried it off behind the bleachers. I
stripped Jeff down to his boxers and put on his fencing gear and mask.
It’s not that I doubted Jeff’s fencing abilities, it’s just that I had
a job to do and I figured just beating Stephanie at her own game
wouldn’t be enough to put her in her place. I grabbed the volleyball
nets that were stashed in the back and tied Jeff up and then I stuffed
a sock in his mouth to make sure he wouldn’t cause any attention.
I walked back to where Jeff originally stood and snapped my fingers
unfreezing time. Stephanie started circling and I knew I had to act
fast because she looked ready to hurt me. With my hand around the
sword, I quickly brought my pointer finger against my thumb and rubbed
them slowly together. All of the sudden, Stephanie started moving
extremely slower than normal, which is what I wanted. What was great
about this was, nobody could tell that time had slowed down, all it
would look like is as if I was super fast.
I watched Stephanie slowly circle me and then at a normal pace I walked
behind her. Stephanie still faced in the direction where I originally
stood before standing in a normal stance out of confusion, and then she
slowly turned to where I currently was. Everybody in the crowd did the
same thing and I could see their look of amazement as they stared at me
wondering why I was so fast. Now was the time to get to work. I started
by walking close to Stephanie and with slow precision slashed the
buttons off of her vest. Stephanie looked as if she was going to lunge
at me just as hard as she did to the other girl but before she could,
she dropped her sword and stepped back as her buttons slowly flew into
the air in slow motion. Stephanie’s vest flew open exposing her red and
green plaid bra. I stood back folding my arms and heard everybody in
the crowd laugh in slow motion. I allowed Stephanie to cover herself
and then she quickly bent down to pick up her sword and lunged at me
again. I gave her five seconds as she lunged at me before sidestepping
her. Still in the lunging position, I slashed the rest of her vest
until it slid completely off of her torso. Stephanie stopped again as
she watched her vest fall to the ground. Stephanie let out a low deep
roar and charged at me again.
This time, I ran at her and slashed at one side of the hip of her
pants. I then ran around her in a circle slashing the back, the other
side and the front of her pants before running back to where I was
standing. Stephanie was charging at me but immediately slowed down as
she felt the clothing around her legs slowly come apart until it was
nothing but pieces on the floor. Stephanie dropped her sword this time
as her hands flew in the air out of shock as she stood there now in her
matching red and green plaid bra and panties. I couldn’t help but
laugh, she looked like a Christmas present. Stephanie’s arms slowly
covered her chest and panties as she crossed her legs. With her legs
crossed, her ass stuck out so I decided to do the finished touches. I
rubbed my fingers some more to slow time down even more. I then walked
behind Stephanie and with my claws I cut along the backside of her
underwear until there was very little of it covering her backside. Then
I grabbed the back of her panties and lifted them up making it look
like a thong. Nobody could tell what I was doing because to them, I was
just a white blur. To finish things off, I took my sword and made a
small “Z” on her exposed butt cheek. Satisfied with my work I walked
back to where I’d originally stood and snapped my fingers to bring
things up to speed.
Stephanie was still covering herself but then she yelped as the pain
from the cut I gave her came. She put her hands on her behind but when
she felt the flesh of her own ass instead of what she expected to be
silk, she screamed even louder. Everybody watching was on the floor
laughing.
“You have been stripped by Zorro!” one of the girls shouted.
“That was awesome Jeff!” another guy shouted.
Just then the coach returned and his face grew beat red (almost as red
as Stephanie’s) when he saw Stephanie in her state of undress.
“What the hell is this?” he shouted.
I took that as my cue to leave so I snapped my fingers to freeze time
and put Jeff’s clothes back on him and positioned him to where I was so
he could be my scapegoat.
“It was Jeff’s fault. I… I…he was so fast…” Stephanie stuttered,
pointing at Jeff while covering herself with her other hand.
Poor Jeff looked around, confused with everything and took his mask off.
“No I didn’t! I don’t know how but I was tied up and naked behind the
bleachers!” he said.
“The only person that’s naked right now is Stephanie now you got some
explaining to do,” said the coach with his arms folded.
As much as I wanted to hear Jeff smooth talk his way out of this, I had
one more girl on the list before I could collect my paycheck.
I walked out of the gym and looked down at the list to see who my final
client was and what a beauty. She had auburn hair and was about 5’ 7”.
She was quite slender with medium sized breasts. I looked down at the
name before I fell too much in love with her, after all, this girl was
beautiful, but didn’t act beautiful.
Name: KATIE ALLMAN
Offense: Katie was asked out by a student who she was not physically
attracted to. But that’s not what she told him. Instead she told him
that she had just broken up with someone, a lie, and that she wasn’t
ready to date again, also another lie. A day after, she finally asked
out another student whom she was physically attracted to and whenever
the other student tried to talk to her, she ignored him.
Interesting case, but not enough details like the other ones to tell me
where I could find her. I started walking around the main campus
looking amidst the hundreds of students for Katie but with no luck. As
I was walking all of the sudden a flyer was in my hand that another
girl had put there. I looked down and it was a picture of Katie and
another student. What luck, the flyer said that there was going to be a
debate today between Katie and the other student for President. Poor
Katie, I’m not much on politics but I knew that not a lot of people
were going to vote for someone who was about to lose her clothes in
public.
I walked over to the open football field where almost the entire campus
body was gathering. Katie and the other student were already in the
middle of the debate. As I pushed my way to the front, I overheard one
student ask them about the dress code. Katie’s opponent was the first
to answer.
“I feel that with the harsh times that the economy is in, we have
better things to do than worry about the dress code right now.
Especially since I’ve heard nobody complaining about having to wear
dress clothes on campus.”
The student turned to Katie who smiled and then made her reply. “If I’m
elected, I will do everything in my power to allow casual clothes to be
worn on campus.”
The audience applauded while I snapped my fingers so I could get to the
stage quicker. After bumping past the forest of frozen bodies, I hopped
up on stage and made my way towards Katie.
I took off her jacket and threw it offstage and then slowly unbuttoned
her shirt. Once I got the shirt off I threw the jacket and the shirt
offstage and stood to admire her black mesh bra with little hearts on
them. You could almost see her nipples poking through. After admiring
her upper torso, I slowly unzipped the back of Katie’s skirt and could
see the matching mesh thong with hearts on them. Once I removed the
skirt I could also see that Katie had on a black garter belt hooked to
her stockings. I tossed her skirt offstage and walked to the back of
the crowd and snapped my fingers.
Katie was still smiling and the left side of the audience didn’t notice
anything, but the far right of the audience gasped when they saw what
Katie was wearing. Katie’s smile went away as she looked at the
audience, and then down at her body before she screamed. The other side
of the audience finally noticed that Katie was in her underwear and
EVERYBODY started taking pictures. Before they could take more, Katie
crouched behind her podium. Son of a bitch, now I had to walk all the
way up there again.
All of the sudden, the podium disappeared and now Katie was crouched
down in her underwear. Katie realized the podium was gone and tried
crossing her legs and covering her chest. Soon after, Katie’s garter
belt disappeared, and then both her stockings. Every time a bit of
clothing disappeared, Katie would cover the area that was now unclothed
and the audience just gasped even more. It’s a good thing they didn’t
look to the back because they would have wondered what some dork with a
ponytail was doing standing by a podium with a garter belt and
stockings sitting on it. Soon after, Katie’s bra was the next to go.
Katie wondered why she felt her soft skin instead of soft mesh and when
she realized what was gone, she covered her chest with both arms. The
audience, and the other student on-stage were all laughing as Katie
tried covering her lower torso with her legs while covering her chest;
it was almost like a dance. As Katie kept crossing one leg over the
other, she finally felt a cool breeze hit her behind and her lower
groin area. I expected Katie to cover her now naked crotch too, instead
she just froze in the stance she was in and didn’t move. Once I noticed
that her lip was quivering, I knew that whatever over-confidence this
girl had was now long gone.
I walked away from the still laughing audience and pulled out my cell
phone and dialed Minos’ office again.
“Hello?” Minos answered.
“Hey Boss it’s me Zeke. Just called to have you guys send me home
because I’m finished.”
“Great job Zeke, the boss is really happy. How’d you like the change of
routine?”
“Oh I think I could get used to this.” I said smiling.
“Good because we just fired somebody so we are short-handed. You might
be doing this for another couple hundred years,” Minos said as if it
was a bad thing.
I laughed and said, “Minos, I’m wishing I did this earlier.”
I hung up my cell phone and stood still as I was engulfed in flames to
be taken back to hell. Hey Karma may be a bitch, but so were they.