A scooby-doo and the gang adventure

[Punk0x0Princess]

She blushed maddly at the scene laid out before her. "its like shes being played with, but how? No one is." she gasps when Daphne moans loudly arching off of the bed. She jumps grabbing tighter to fred, as she feels a hand running down her side squeezing her firm ass.

 

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[Punk0x0Princess]

"i guess we could try that." she reluctantly let go of freds arm and started slowly removing her orange sweater leaving a lacy orange bra that desplays her perky c cups perfectly. Then she un zips her skirt letting it fall around her ankles leaving a matching orange thong. She blushed again at how little she was wearing.

 

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[Punk0x0Princess]

Velma blushed as she was pulled against her tall handsome friend. She pulled away and bent over rolling her knee high stockings down her legs then removing them. "better?" she asked quietly. She felt a chill come over her.

 

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[Punk0x0Princess]

"i think its pretty obvious where she is being touched." she blushes at his advances. She was flattered that he would say something like that to her though. She shivered it wasnt cold in the room but something ice cold had touched her

 

[Bevatoria]

weeeeeeeee

OOC: Entering 'Shaggy' - Sophie, if this isn't okay let me know. I'll keep him out of the developing bedroom scene for now, since someone once told me you don't mess with a good thing...

For now, some indulgence, with the caveat that Shaggy will join the rest of you if you ask, or when I think the timing's right (don't want to interrupt Fred's fun, after all...)

IC:

"Damnit Scoob, you were right - trying to give her snacks was a bad idea." Shaggy dealt the cards to his canine companion. He was distraught, both at his failure at being able to help his friend and the fact they didn't seem to be making any headway with the mystery. What was more, nobody seemed to want to ever talk to him, leaving him with man's best friend as his only confidante.

"I mean, it makes no sense...ghosts suddenly coming out of nowhere, feeling up the women, pulling their hair..." He took a conspirational look around before looking back at his friend. "Between you and me, that doesn't sound so bad, right? Makes me wish I was one of the ghosts." A guilty look passed his face. "For the feeling up part, I mean. Not the hair pulling part."

If a dog's face could have an expression, the one on Scooby's would be painted as unconvinced. "Oh, stuff it,, Scoob." He looked at his card hand. "Got any fives?"

A single paw hit indicated no. Shaggy went to reach for a card, his gaze falling to the wall behind their shared bedroom, on the portrait on the wall....

"There! I saw it again!" Shaggy stood up, his voice rising as much in fear as it was in urgency. "Eyes in the picture. Look here, Scooby." The dog took a moment to swap some of Shaggy's cards with his before joining his friend. "I'm telling you, something's looking at us...."

Another look down at his canine friend. "Yes, I know the picture has eyes, damnit! They're moving with us, just like..." Scooby's lack of reaction unsettled him. "It's not because I'm scared. Honestly." He sighed. "You don't believe me, do you. Nobody ever does...." He ambled back to the table. "Your turn, Scoob."

Scooby turned over his hand, causing Shaggy to arch his eyebrows in surprise. "I could've sworn you said you didn't have any fives..." Three consecutive barks caused Shaggy to step back in surprise. "Okay, I guess I said threes. You win again." He started to shuffle his cards. "Again?"

From behind the portrait in their room, someone unseen watched only for a moment, ensuring there was no interrupting the unfolding of their plan, before returning their gaze to the other room...

 

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[Punk0x0Princess]

velma reluctantly climbed onto the bed next to a writhing Daphne. "are you sure this is a good idea fred? I dont know if i should be doing this, maybe we can just wake daphne?" she laid next to the woman in question. She started feeling what she thought were hands sliding up her legs and she gasped audibly.

 

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[Punk0x0Princess]

"t-there are hands going up my legs." she shivered as they continued to go up her sides and firmly grasp her bra clad breast. She felt the phantom hands starting to massage her perky breasts, her breathing began getting heavier. "the hands are rubbing my chest" she squeeks as one ofher nipples gets pinched.

 

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[Punk0x0Princess]

She moved her hands to where he other hands were feeling her. She could feel the hands under hers as she started to mimic their movements, the hands slid back down her body slowly and started playing with her panties visibly tugging on them. She moved her hands incircular motions as the ghostly hands had. "look they are tugging on my panties!" she blurted to her friend before thinking about where he was going to be looking.

 

[Bevatoria]

He walked out of his room in a huff, firmly convinced that Scooby had been cheating when they'd been playing cards. That's the last time I ever play go fish with him he thought, fully unaware of how many times he'd had that thought before, and that he'd end up hanging out with man's best friend again tomorrow.

For the moment, he wanted to rejoin up with Fred and Velma, and try to figure out what was going on. He walked down the old hallway, his footsteps the only sounds aside from the house settling. Eventually he passed Daphne's room, and decided to peek in to see if his friend was okay....

What he saw caused him to stop dead in his tracks. He did see Fred standing, seemingly lost in the sight in front of him. Daphne was lying on her bed, her legs spread wide, her hands mauling her breast through her purple lace bra. Her eyes were shut, and her moans were audible and lustful.

Which was nothing compared to Vlma. Shaggy had imagined her without her glasses, sure, but not like this. Her sweater, skirt, and stockings were all discarded on the floor, and she was lying on the bed near to Daphne, with only her matching bra and thong shielding her from the guys' view. Her hands were also on her breasts, and she was gasping and moaning. Shaggy slowly walked into the room, careful not to break the moment as he stood just behind and to Fred's right.

"Look they are tugging on my panties!" gasped Velma, and Shaggy looked at her thong as it was pulled off of her thigh. It didn't take a genius to guess what would happen next, but still Shaggy spoke as if he was trying to hide something.

"Fred...what the hell is going on?" Shaggy's voice held none of its usual levity as he licked his lips involuntarily at the lewd sight in front of him, his throat dry. "Is...there anything we should do to help them?" Even as he spoke to his friend, his eyesight was clearly on his two female friends on the bed in front of him.

 

[Punk0x0Princess]

Velma tries to hold her thong on her thin hips but is unsuccesful as they are ripped from her frame by invisible hands. She is trembling at being so exposed she looks up and notices shaggy standing behind fred, her eyes go wide blushing terribly. She tried to cover herself but couldnt because her legs were being forced apart.

 

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[Punk0x0Princess]

"what did i do to make them remove my clothes!" her legs get spread showing off her bald pussy. "i dont know how Daphne keeps herself Freddie!" she says rather loudly her bra gets removed quickly much to her discomfort. Her face turns pink as her whole body is on display for the two men.

 

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[Punk0x0Princess]

Velma feels her hands being pulled away and pinned down with two hands her legs spred by two more, she feels fingers pinching at her hard nipples and probing at her pussy. "7 hands ahh yes there is t-touching down there" she says her voice heavy and breathless.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

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[Punk0x0Princess]

She moves freds hand down to her pussy. "there, do you feel the hand fred?" his hand was now between her legs on her moist opening his fingers resting against her tiny hole. She gasped at the contrast of cold hands and now warm hands touching her pussy. "There fingers are inside me freddie." she moaned lightly

 

[Bevatoria]

"Shhh!!" Fred's voice was insistent but still hushed as Shaggy walked over to him, "Come over here, I think we have some big clues here...but be quiet." He didn't really see the point, but Shaggy listened to his friend, watching as Velma's thong was torn off of her body by some sort of invisible force.

"Move your hands velma...if you deny them access they may get angry and start removing Daphne's clothing too...." directed Freddie. Shaggy nodded in agreement, although he was secretly hoping that their 'looking for clues' would lead to the hands disrobing Daphne the same way they were working on Velma, as he saw her bra straps being forced down her arms.

"What did i do to make them remove my clothes!" Velma's tone was understandably desperate, her voice still in a heightened state of arousal from whatever was doing its work on her.

"Does Daphne keep herself like you?"

"i dont know how Daphne keeps herself Freddie!"

Shaggy leaned into his friend. "Um, I don't see how that's relevant..."

Fred continued on unabated. "No, we dont need to help yet, we are just watching to see where these hands move on their bodies...pay close attention, we may have to help soon, but for a moment we aer just looking for clues."

"Yes, yes." His response was a little too eager, and his eyes a little too glazed over as he watched his friends being molested by invisible hands, Daphne's bra finally stripped away from her body, leaving her blushing and nude in front of the two guys, next to Daphne who was still asleep.

"Shaggy" started Freddie, "Take note of how her hands move over those big tits." He pointed at Velma's C-cup breasts, currently under assault by her hands and by the unseen ones, "Do you see how Velma's hands are moving? she is doing that because she has feelings that other hands are touching her like that...right velma?"

Apparently Velma was too distracted by the marauding hands to continue, as Fred had another question for her while she writhed and struggled on the bed.
"What about that bald pussy velma...any hands there? About how many hands are you feeling on your body right at this moment?" asked Freddie.

"7 hands ahh yes there is t-touching down there" replied Velma breathily, clearly clouded by lust. Shaggy was barely keeping a straight face himself, watching his friends get manhandled, and a rapidly uncomfortable feeling in his loose pants...

"Touching where? Be specific." Fred had moved to her side of the bed, kneeling near her spread legs as Shaggy openly gaped at how exposed she was. "Direct my left hand and direct my right hand to where they are touching you specifically down here."

"there, do you feel the hand fred?" asked Velma, moving Fred's hands in between her legs towards her shaved sex. Shaggy gaped as he felt around and somehow kept enough concentration to give his companion orders as well.

"Shaggy, we need your hands too...let velma tell you where to put them."

It took a moment for Shaggy to drag himself away from Freddie feeling in between Velma's legs; only her desperate cries managed to snap him out of it. "There fingers are inside me freddie." she moaned, and Shaggy moved near the top of the bed; still keeping a waiting eye on Daphne. She'd need to be helped, soon; anything he could do to shorten their torment, even if it meant getting way outside his comfort zone, had to be done. Sure, he'd fantasized about touching Velma like this, but it felt so, so wrong to do so when she was under duress...even if she seemed to be enjoying it.

She hadn't directed him, so Shaggy awkwardly placed his hands on her wrists, trying to move her arms around. "Are they still holding you down, Velma?" He looked back at Fred. "I don't seem to have any restrictions in how I move them around...." He yanked her wrists above her head, unwittingly restraining her further. "I'll hold them up here so the ghost hands can't get them."

He saw her firm breasts still getting manhandled, and with his free hand he grasped onto one. "I don't feel any hands here, Fred." He took a moment to pinch and roll her nipple like the ghost hands had, moving his hand to her other breast to try the same thing; a bit harder this time. "Still nothing." His heart leapt at how much Velma seemed to be tormented by the wandering hands, but Fred had said they needed to find out as much as they could.

He let go of her wrists above her head, his hands greedily grabbing at both of her exposed breasts, squeezing and pinching them both for a moment. "Are you finding anything down there, Fred?" At his friends' answer, he kept up his testing on Velma's breasts for a little longer before letting go. "Nope. I can't feel these invisible hands no matter what I do..." He paused in his unwitting molestation of his friend to gaze over at Daphne, to see how she was doing...

OOC: I'd like to give Sophie a chance to post before I do so again

 

[Punk0x0Princess]

Velma moaned when shaggy started rubbing her breasts gasping as he pinched at one nipple then the other. She would never admit it but she had always had a crush on the two of them, and now both of them were touching her most intimate of places. She felt her skin getting hot as she started to blush all over. When she registered Shaggy's question she answered in a breathless tone "yes shaggy they are still holding me down but when you touched my breasts the hands had moved off them and started rubbing my stumic." she looked up at shaggy from her place on the bed, her eyes glittering with a lust that she had never felt before.

 

[RoleplayMaster]

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