Jenny Versus Ashley: Round 2

Author: Gao

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Summary: Ashley doses Jenny's panties with itching powder before a round of minigolf.

Ashley was still glowing over her total public humiliation of Jenny at the gym. She thought she was rid of the bubbly bombshell until two weeks later. Her boyfriend informed her they had a double date with Jenny and her husband on Saturday afternoon for mini-golf. And no sooner had that black cloud, then Jenny called her, suggesting they should go shopping Saturday morning and pick out some cute outfits. Ashley smiled. It was time for the second course!

They hit the mall early. Ashley led her around like a lamb. It was difficult to get her to buy anything too revealing, but with enough positive reinforcement. Ashley was able to convince her. Jenny's final outfit consisted of a plaid, accordeian skirt than came to just above her knees, kneesock(for that schoolgirl look), and a pair of panties that was basiclly just two patches of cloth and some thin strap that ran over the hips. That was a tough sell. It took her 90 mintes to build Jenny up to buying them. And to top it all off, a white top that tied at the back of the neck and left no chance for a bra. That was another hard sell, but Ashley told her should could just wear a sweater over it. But the forecast called for it to hit the 90's that afternoon, unbeknownst to Jenny, so there was no chance of that sweater staying on. Jenny finished the outfit with the only thing she actually picked herself; a pair of hoop bracelets than Ashley just loathed. Little did Jenny know that Ashley had already done some shopping of her own...

Ashley suggested that they go back to her place, so that Jenny couldn't chicken out and change outfits. Ashley got ready first, putting on her cut-offs and a halter top, while Jenny watched TV. Then, like a good girl, Jenny laid her clothes out on Ashley's bed before she hit the shower. Ashley came in and went to work.

She took out a small vial of powder she had bought the day before. Itching powder. She took a few pinches and rubbed it into the crotch of Jenny's new panties. According to the directions, it required a bit of moisture to get going. Once Jenny out in that hot sun, that wouldn't be a problem. The shower stopped. She slipped the vial into her pocket, along with a few other supplies she might need for the day, and ran back to the living room. With Jenny's shyness, she certainly wouldn't get dressed in front of her.

About 20 minutes later, Jenny called for Ashley. She was sitting at Ashley's makeup table, trying to tie her top, but her ponytail kept catching in it. Ashley couldn't believe how huge Jenny's breasts were. She had never seen her without a bra on. And her nipples were peircing through the cheap cotton fabric. As Ashley was tying the knot, she was hit by inspiration. While Jenny wasn't looking, she reached over to her makeup and dabbed her fingers in the open jar of vaseline. She slicked a light film of it down either tie, and then knotted them together with a simple slipknot. Jenny quickly put on her sweater, and they left to meet the boys.

The miniput course was packed. They had to wait in line for clubs. Jenny was cooking in her sweater, and Ashley noticed she kept fidgeting and casually scartching her ass. Sweat was running down the back, and her husband aked her why she was wearing a sweater. She claimed she was a bit shy about her new top. Ashley suggested she take off the sweater before the sweat made it see through. Jenny's face filled the fear, and she quickly slipped it off. The part just below her neck and across her belly were beoming transluscent. Both men gave Jenny's tits a healthy gander, and while her husband took the sweater back to the car, Ashley's boyfriend proceeded to flirt with Jenny. Ashley wwould have been furious, if she wasn't so busy studying Jenny. The knot on her top was already beginning to slip, and the itching powder was taking effect.

Jenny excused herself to go to the ladies room, but as Ashley new from experience, no woman with a nose could use the ladies room at this place. Jenny promptly returned, fidgeting more thank ever. Several other men at the course had begun admiring jenny's fine set, not to mention her quivering ass. She sat down on a nearby bench. She didn't bother to smooth the skirt down, so her panty-clad was against the bench. She shifted her ass back and forth several times, and then got a look of profound satisfaction over her face.

She bounced back to them, perkier than ever, as the got their clubs. The first hole passed without incident, although Jenny's dilema was inevitable returning She began getting more and more jittery, and by the 4th hole, she was a nervous wreck. Finally she threw down her club and ran back to the bench. The boys watched in bewilderment as she again scooted her ass about, and then returned, happy as ever. As she stood next to her, Ashley noticed a brief white flash between Jenny's legs. Her panties laid on the ground, the thin straps snapped from Jenny's bench treatment. Jenny hadn't noticed! Ashley quickly snatched up the panties and stashed them in her pocket.

Finally rid of her itchy panties, Jenny seemed in much better spirits. She was posing next to the prop windmill, trying to look all cute, and Ashley decided to cut to the chase. She pulled a small metal thumbtack out of her pocket, and cozied up beside Jenny, pretending to join in the charade. Meanwhile, she took the hem of Jenny's skirt and tacked it to the slowly moving windmill blades. Then she stepped back and watched the magic.

Jenny didn't notice her rising hemline until it was well past mid thigh. A woman at the adjacent hole cried out, and Jenny looked down to see her skirt pulling up like a curtain over her bare pussy. She bent over to try and cover herself, and by the time she figured out what was happening, her skirt was rising into the air. She tried to unhook it, but the skirt was becoming wrapped around the blade. The guys just stared in disbelief. People around the course began laughing. Jenny's whole ass and pussy was now exposed, and it was woking its way up to her belly button. Ashley walked over in the guise of helping, but as Jenny jumped up to try and climb the machine, her bare ass caught Ashley square in the chest. Ashley fell back on her ass, and heard the vial of itching powder crack open. Meanwhile, Jenny was climbing the windmill. Just as she reached the blade with her skirt, her hoop bracelet caught over it. She lost her footing, and was left dangling by her arms. And at just the moment, the greased knot on her top gave. Out sprang her generous tit. Several boys on the 17th hole began cheering. The motor on the windmill stalled, and Jeny was left half naked and dangling with her feet off the ground. She was screaming her head off, and her face was beet red.

As Ashley stood up, she could feel the powder spread over her panties and shorts. And then the sensation began; first at her pussy, and then all over her ass. She couldn't believe how bad it was! She wanted to strip down right there and scratch herself silly. Meanwhile, a pretty thick crowd was gathering around Jenny. The staff was searching for a ladder. There were so many people around paying attention to Jenny, that Ashely figured she could sneak a little scratch. She slipped the finger up the cuff of her shorts and ran her fingernails across her ass cheek. Good, but not good enough. She had most of that vial floating around her pelvis. Everone was engrossed in Jenny, so she unbuttomed her cutoffs and slid one hand down into her crotch. She almost let out a moan, as she began scrathing like mad. She slid her other hand down to scratch her ass.

By now they had found the ladder, and they were bringing Jenny down. Ashley was scratching like mad to keep the itching at bay. Then she heard the inevitable...

"Holy shit! Look what this chick is doing!"

The crowd instantly pulled away from her. There she was, worked into a fever, shorts undone, one hand stuffed down the front of her panties, the other probing deep behind her ass. Several men started cheering, and an old woman fainted.

Ashely raced back to her car even faster than Jenny did. On the drive home, the only word spoken was when Ashley's boyfriend asked her if she was a lesbian.