Kendra was in a daze…
She didn’t want to be here, but her friends insisted on one more bar for the night…
It was loud, smelled of sweat, and the lights were giving her a headache, so she told her friends she was heading out…
But then the DJ started a new song, and everything got… hazy…
Her legs slowed as she crossed the dance floor, before stopping altogether…
Kendra couldn’t quite figure out what was happening; it was like she was thinking through a hangover whilst blasting tv static, but she knew something was wrong…
Then in a moment of clarity, she realized that she wasn’t walking towards the exit…
She was standing on stage!
Why was she up here?
Why weren’t her legs listening to her?!
And WHY WAS HER ASS MOVING ON IT’S OWN?!
Kendra called for help as her ass rocked back & forth in harmony with the beat of the blaring music, but her cries were drowned out by the music & crowd cheering on her ‘performance.’
Her mind grew fuzzy once more, despite her attempts to keep consciousness. The last thing being heard was her own voice giggling in a high pitched bubbly voice…
As she drifted out…
*Jiggling, Giggling, Performing*
And back in…
*Yelling, Swelling, and Still Dancing*
As Kendra began to fade away once more, she felt different…
As if with this final loss of consciousness, she knew she’d never wake up…
In her final moments, Kendra looked up to see her friends cheering in the crowd; recording her final nightly performance…
An overwhelming shame, fear, & strangely… arousal… washing over her body & mind…
As her mind quieted, it also awoke…
Kandi let loose a squeal that could shatter glass as she giggled and the music stopped.
Stepping down from the stage to her inebriated friends, she slapped her ass and pressed her tired, aching, sweaty body against theirs…
“That was, like, soooo much fun girls! You were totes right about stopping here! We HAVE to come back and get some of you up on stage next time!
Best.
Night!
EVER!!!”