[ENF]FEE, The Khish: Ch02.

The second installment in my old "Females of Earth Expedition, The Khish" story. 




[Warning: Work contains Stripping and ENF elements portrayed in a light-hearted/humorous fashion. May be inappropriate for viewers with related trauma triggers or who are otherwise sensitive to this kind of stuff, as well as readers with a hard time separating fantasy from reality. Further, the creator of this work does not condone attempts to cause situations similar to this IRL in any way shape or form. Remember, there's a reason some things are relegated to the realm of fiction.]

--------------------[Females of Earth Expedition, The Khish, Ch2/5.]--------------------

After a few minutes, Susan remarked, "I better go check up on her." 

"Ok," Samantha replied, leaning against a tree. 

Susan considered wandering off separately for a second, then stopped herself.  "You're coming with me," she explained to her sister. 

"What, why?  I'd rather stay here." 

"Yeah, I don't think that's a very good idea." 

"Come on, what's the worst that could-..."

Samantha's sentence was interrupted when her sister grabbed her by the wrist and began dragging her off. 

The two made it a few steps, then Samantha stopped.  "What gives," Susan remarked, turning around. 

Samantha remained silent for a second as her older sister took in the sight before her:  Samantha's pants having descended from thigh level to ankle level, the younger sister probably would have tripped if Susan didn't stop. 

"Got a bit of a problem here, have we?" Susan inquired. 

"Shut up... this is your fault..." Samantha muttered. 

"Oh.  And how, might I ask, is that?" Susan replied. 

Samantha hesitated.  "Well, you... took me by surprise..." she explained as she bent down to retrieve the fallen garment. 

"Right, and the fact that you're wearing unsecured pants has nothing to do with this?" 

Samantha finished pulling up her pants and turned towards her sister, "Look, just because I don't dress like a dork..."

"Whatever," Susan interrupted, "Let's just get going again, we've wasted enough time already." 

The two resumed their journey, albeit now at a slower pace, Samantha using one hand to keep her pants up.  After a bit, the two sisters heard the sound of rustling leaves in the distance again.  The two girls looked around.  "Did you hear something?"  Susan inquired. 

"Was probably just some dumb animal," Samantha replied. 

"Ok..." Susan responded, uncertainly. 

The two girls got about five steps before something rushed in and pulled Susan's pants down to her calves, exposing a second layer of underwear - a relatively small white thong.  This left her boyshorts at just above knee level, having the effect of leaving her legs rather awkwardly restrained. 

The sudden exposure caused Susan to make a frantic attempt to turn herself around to see what had done the deed, but because of the unfortunate positioning of her pants and boyshorts she instead wound up falling over, landing face first against the hard packed dirt.  Samantha turned around a bit smoother, but by the time either of them managed to look behind them all they could see was a rustling in the nearby brush. 

"Did you do that?"  Susan inquired. 
"Wasn't me," Samantha replied, too bewildered to take offense at the accusation. 

"I... was afraid of that," Susan admitted. 

Susan rolled onto her back, and began to sit up, but before she could do anything something swooped down from above, landed, and quickly grabbed the older sister's sweatshirt, pulling it upwards, revealing a lacy pink bra on underneath.  As Susan struggled to keep her shirt below neck level, she let out a forced yelp.   

Meanwhile, Samantha was watching her sisters predicament somewhat speechlessly.  The younger sister was finally realizing she should probably do something to intervene when something grabbed her panties, pulling down and back.  This had the effect of simultaneously lowering Samantha's panties to thigh level and causing the girl to lose her balance, toppling backwards.  Unlike her sister, Samantha was not wearing a second layer of undergarments, and when she fell over she landed on her bare rump, the shock of which caused her to let out a high-pitched shriek. 

As Samantha tried to stand up, she took a second to scan the area.  There were now three creatures on Susan, two of which were now holding Susan's shirt up over her head, the third now playfully pulling up on the front of the girl's thong, looking as if it was trying to rip the garment off without removing the pants and boyshorts that were keeping her legs restrained.  Clearly distraught at her predicament, Susan had managed to get her thoughts together enough to formulate a handful of muffled cries for help, although it was hard to make out the exact nature of her remarks. 

Meanwhile, several more creatures were coming onto the scene, some appearing out of the nearby brush and others swooping in from the trees on bat like wings.  Samantha had just enough time to make out a few traits of these creatures, which, other than the rather obvious presence of said wings, included dark skin, bug like but humanoid (and generally childish, or at least adolescent-esque) faces and figures, small builds, and, due to their toplessness, the fact that the majority were clearly female, although a few appeared to be male (or, at least, androgynous and flat-chested).  Her brain didn't really have time to fully process this, though, because the same creature that had lowered her panties grabbed her sweatshirt and yanked back, causing her to fall over again. 

Susan hadn't been able to make any such observations like her sister had made, being too busy struggling with her top.  She was, however, very much aware of the creature pulling hard on her underwear, resulting in the somewhat uncomfortable sensation of fabric pulled taught against her crotch.  As she continued to struggle, a fourth creature walked up and reached beneath her, grabbing her thong from behind and joining its comrade in pulling upwards.  This gave Susan a proper wedgie, and the effect of having her undergarment pulled up on both sides also caused it to settle hard between Susan's legs.  The sensation probably would have been more awkward for the girl if she wasn't growing increasingly distracted with what was rapidly becoming a losing battle to hold onto her shirt... especially now that yet another creature had grabbed onto the latter garment and joined in the attempt to remove it, making the struggle for her top three against one. 

Meanwhile, Samantha was also struggling.  The creature behind her had grabbed and lifted her shirt, holding Samantha in an awkward position and slowly dragging her backwards.  The creature had managed to drag Samantha several feet against the hard jungle floor before she managed to gather her senses enough to do anything about the situation save let out a series of high-pitched shrieks.  When she finally did come to her senses, Samantha's response was to reach behind herself and grab the first thing she came into contact with, then pull forwards, hoping to throw the creature off balance.  There was a ripping sound, and Samantha found herself holding a skirt made out of leaves.  Samantha heard a momentary gasping sound behind her, and something muttered in a language her translator wasn't able to pick up on yet.  Whatever was said, the creature behind her had let go of her shirt. 

Samantha turned around to see the creature that had grabbed her shirt which, deprived of its own skirt, was now fully naked.  It... she... was female, with fairly human like anatomy "down there," albeit completely hairless.  Other than that, the creature was significantly shorter than Samantha would be standing up, and seemed to be looking at herself in mild surprise.  She then looked at Samantha, glared wickedly, stuck out her tongue defiantly, then made a dive for the girl's slacks, yanking them off before the girl could react.  Reflexively, Samantha bolted forwards to try to grab her pants back, but simply found the creature tossing them behind herself, then quickly reaching forwards to once again grab Samantha's sweatshirt before the girl could re-assess the situation.  Before Samantha knew what had happened the creature had gotten her shirt up and over her shoulders, almost making off with it if Samantha hadn't just barely managed to grab onto it with one hand.  Unlike her sister, Samantha was not wearing a bra underneath her sweatshirt, leaving a pair of breasts on display that, while not huge, were certainly significantly bigger than those belonging to the creature she was fighting with.  The only garments left on Samantha's body were her boots and her panties, although even of those the latter wasn't exactly being worn "properly," having descended to knee level during the struggle. 

For several minutes Samantha struggled with the creature, desperately holding onto her sweatshirt for dear life.  After a bit, however, she felt another creature sneak up behind her and grab onto her panties, ready to pull them down further.  Samantha's shrieking reached a new octave, but she managed to grab a hold of her underwear before the garment was fully removed from her body.  Unfortunately, in the process she had to give up her hold on her sweatshirt, and it was quickly taken from her. 

Meanwhile, the creatures had successfully managed to tear Susan's panties from her body, and were still struggling with her top.  Two creatures were currently in the process of removing her shoes, a relatively easy task with both of the Earth-girl's hands occupied keeping her sweatshirt from being stolen.  Meanwhile, the creatures pulling on her sweatshirt had started twisting the garment around as they pulled, eventually forcing Susan to roll over, exposing her now naked rear.  Not long after this had happened a handful of the creatures ran over and began playfully swatting at her posterior, several of them giggling at the soft smacking noise made as they did so.  Susan muttered something under her breath, but she kept her hold on her sweatshirt, doing her beast to simply ignore this newest assault on her dignity or the slight stinging sensation that came with it. 

While this was going on, Samantha was finding her struggle for her panties a losing battle.  The creature that was removing them, another female, had already managed to get them down Samantha's legs and even off one foot.  In desperation, Samantha lashed out with her foot, lightly grazing the creature's side and taking her by surprise.  Reflexively, the creature let go, muttering something as she staggered back.  Samantha struggled for a few seconds to get the panties back on her leg, but then noticed the creature she had struck was coming to her senses.  Deciding she didn't have time to try to figure out how to get her foot through the respective hole, Samantha instead resorted to hastily removing her panties from her other leg, after which she jumped to her feet and began to run as fast as she could. 

As Samantha fled from the site, she cast one last look over her shoulder.  In doing so, she saw a few things.  First and foremost, she saw the creature that had tried to remove her panties make a half-hearted attempt to pursue her, but her spirit hardly seemed to be in it.  Other than that, she noticed the creature that had stolen her sweatshirt now wearing said garment, the shirt long enough to serve as a dress on the short little bug-girl.  Finally, Samantha noticed her sister, still struggling with her top, still tangled in her pants/boyshorts, still getting paddled and teased by the swarming creatures, and still letting out the occasional utterance of distress. 

Samantha briefly considered stopping and helping out her sister, but realized there was probably little good she could do at this point.  Instead, she muttered a futile, "I'm sorry," turned back around, and ran as fast as she could, her silky white panties still held in hand as she dived deeper into the jungle. 

--------------------[End of Ch02.  Thanks for reading.]--------------------