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Months before the sports event at the academy, Anisa Blood, a renowned horror story writer, had been invited to meet the Head Mistress of the academy. Intrigued by Anisa's chilling tales, the Head Mistress saw an opportunity to connect with a prominent literary figure and enhance the academy's reputation.

Inside the Head Mistress's spacious office, Anisa sat comfortably, dressed in her signature dark attire, exuding an air of mystery and intrigue.

Head Mistress: "Miss Blood, it is a pleasure to have you here. Your stories have captivated readers all around the world."

Anisa: "Thank you, Head Mistress Rodriguez. I appreciate the invitation. Your academy has quite the reputation for nurturing young minds."

Head Mistress: "Indeed, we strive to provide our students with a well-rounded education, embracing creativity and imagination. Your work aligns perfectly with our values."

Anisa Blood: "I'm delighted to hear that. There's something fascinating about exploring the depths of fear and darkness. It's a pleasure to contribute to the literary world and inspire young minds."

Head Mistress: "Your contributions are invaluable. I believe our students could benefit from your insights and experiences. I am considering making you the guest of honor at our upcoming sports event."

Anisa's lips curved into a sly smile, her eyes betraying a hidden excitement.

Anisa: "That sounds intriguing, Head Mistress. I would be honored to accept your invitation. It will be an excellent opportunity to engage with the students and faculty."

Head Mistress : "Wonderful! I'm certain our students will be thrilled to have you as our guest of honor. Your presence will add a touch of excitement and mystery to the event."

Anisa: "I am grateful for this opportunity. I assure you, Head Mistress, I will make the event memorable for everyone involved, in fact, if possible I would like to host a drama, Of course a horror one, AND if u got pretty faces, I'll love to have the, in the play."

Head Mistress : ...WEDO!!"

Anisa:" huh?"

Head Misteress :" *clears throat* We do have some kids, they are beauties of the nation, From prince Nathen to that Rain-boy you must have seen in the news, the pallet is open, pick any color you like"

Anisa:" I will~"

Anisa's eyes gleamed with sinister delight as she contemplated the possibilities that lay before her. The thought of molding these young, beautiful faces into characters of her own creation thrilled her to the core.

Anisa Blood: "Thank you, Head Mistress. I will make sure to select the most suitable candidates for my play. I have a vision in mind that will surely send shivers down the audience's spines."

Head Mistress: "I trust your judgment, Miss Blood. Your expertise in the realm of horror is unparalleled. Our students will undoubtedly benefit from this unique opportunity."

As the meeting progressed, Anisa and the Head Mistress delved into the logistics of the upcoming drama. They discussed the stage setup, rehearsals, and the integration of various elements to heighten the suspense and terror. Anisa meticulously outlined her vision, carefully crafting a narrative that would leave the audience breathless.

Anisa: "Head Mistress, I must stress the importance of authenticity in this production. I will need access to certain props, special effects, and perhaps even a secluded location for rehearsal purposes. Fear can only be truly conveyed when the atmosphere itself becomes a character."

Head Mistress: "I understand your request, Miss Blood. The academy will do everything within its means to accommodate your needs. We want this play to be an experience like no other for our students."

Anisa: "Excellent. With your support, Head Mistress, I have no doubt that we can create a masterpiece that will linger in the minds of all who witness it."

As the conversation drew to a close, Anisa rose from her seat.

Anisa Blood: "Thank you for your hospitality, Head Mistress. I look forward to working closely with the academy in bringing my vision to life. Rest assured, the students will be in for a night they will never forget."

Head Mistress: "We eagerly anticipate the result, Miss Blood. I have no doubt that your talent will leave an indelible mark on our academy and its legacy."

With a final nod, Anisa left the Head Mistress's office, her mind already abuzz with ideas and possibilities. She relished the prospect of intertwining her horror fiction with the lives of the unsuspecting students. The sports event would serve as the perfect stage for her creation.

As Anisa walked through the halls of the academy, She saw students, many of them, from cut and adorable boys to hulking Amazonian girls on their way to academy's gym.

Anisa:" The place isn't a pallet but free pages of the notebook waiting for me to fill with ink.

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At Home.

Every one is sitting on the Dinner Table, Not having dinner, BUT everyone had few pieces of their clothes on the table.

Slar:" I wanna go home."

Jude:" Not yet."

Riz:" C'mon boy, can't you see the game is still mid way."

Ashley:" IT'S NOT MID WAY."

Ashley said, she was the only one Completely naked, hiding her shame behind a towel.

Sara&Kana:""Mother, you can quit""

Ashley:"I WON'T!!!!"

Sara, in a frustrated tone: "Honestly, Mother, I've seen more excitement watching paint dry."

Kana, equally exasperated: "Yeah, this is like watching grass grow, but less entertaining."

Slar, tiredly pleading: " Ma'am, can't we just call it a day? I'm exhausted, and I'm sure the neighbors getting quite an eyeful."

Ashley, determined to see it through: "No way, Slar! I'm not giving up. I'll show you all my poker face, even if it's the only thing I'm wearing!"

The room is filled with a sense of absurdity as frustration mounts. Each player begrudgingly removes clothing items, their expressions a mix of annoyance and disbelief.

Jude, chuckling to herself: "You know what, gals? I can't help but find this whole situation hilarious. It's like a bad sitcom episode."

The others glare at Jude, their frustration intensifying.

Riz, through gritted teeth: "Jude, I hope you know that if I end up with no clothes on, you're going to regret finding this funny."

Jude, still grinning: "Oh, come on Mom! Let's embrace the chaos. Strip poker might not have been the best idea, but it's certainly memorable!"

Sara, deadpan: "I'd rather forget this whole night, to be honest."

Kana, nodding in agreement: "Can we fast forward to tomorrow, where we all pretend this never happened?"

Slar: "Well, at least we'll have a story to tell... whether we want to or not."

Kenny: "Who's idea was it anyway?"

Kenny Said, she had everything on top gone and was only wearing pants and whatever underneath.

Ashley:" Why do you have so many tattoos?"

Kenny:" MY bad decisions, and bets"

Another round went, Kenny lost.

Taking off her pants.

Jude:"..... Tatto... that leads to underneath... your underware..."

Jude was horrified, How can Kenn get a tattoo on her crotch.

Sara&Kana:"........ I am excited to say THAT."

Kenny:" Oh FUCK YOU TWO GREMLINS."

Ashley:" AYE!! that's my daughters!"

Kenny:"DID YOU NOT HEAR WHAT THEY JUST SAID!!!!!"

ANOTHER round.

Kenny LOST, again.

Slar:" I'm leaving"

With great shame, Kenny took off her under ware, It was a tattoo which pointed a Aroww to her pussy with small sign that said. "BEWARE OF DICK EATER"

Everyone:"........"

Riz:"YUP, I'M DONE"

Jude:" me too"

Sara&Kana:"....."

Ashley:" Great,, you traumatized my daughters."

Every one leaves except Kenny, who sat at the table regretting her life