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"Boil, don't get fresh with me I saw you looking too," Bul smirked and crossed his arms leaning on the wall again. Naturally he took a hand to shield his eyes when Bea decided to get changed.

"Now you ghouls have more to worry about so I can excuse that-" he said through his fingers. When he lifted it off he caught wind of Barth and Calder now watching and chuckled uneasily but decided it best to answer Calder.

"Yea it got pretty hot and we were running around in spookie suits. Eventually we got a little crazed and started eating ourselves out of them."

Or...


was that a good idea?

"Pft, you watching me watching you Bul, got something to confess?" he said jokingly to the taller boil.

It was enough to be stuck nude along with the half beast, they were buds and was on the same bruteball team, nudity was soon not going to be a factor of weirdness with him. Even if he stared at his junk, or implied that, who knows with the boil's wandering gaze. But now Damien realized he was nude. in public.

"Yes our room's so hot, it was getting so hot in there, we had to take off all our clothes." he said in a dry tone before flattening his tail against his poor rear as best as he could. "More like the room stole the clothes we were wearing." he explained further to the Kelpie just in case he got funny ideas.

he wasn't going to complain if the boil was going to offer his sweater to the ghouls, they needed the clothes more than he did. he did take a very brief glance at Willow and Bea try to organize themselves and get proper before quickly darting his eyes back and hopefully evading a harsh scolding from the duo.

Calder's tail swished as he was complimented and reassured he was pretty enough to undress. Grinning, he tugged off his sweater and then adjusted his glasses on his face. Well, that was one part off. Still, he liked his sweater. He'd keep it. Instead, he riffled through his bag. "I have a kilt and a spare shirt." He called out, looking up to the nude group who seemed less comfortable with their bodies than he was.

It also seemed Calder forgot West's mark on his upper arm.

Seeing more students getting more attracted to her team's unusual display, was making Bea feel worse. Still trying to hide behind Willow's tail, she frantically tried to find something to wear. The bag finally revealed her spare dress at the bottom of her crap. "Ah ha!" Bea exclaimed as she managed to pull it out like a magician pulling a white rabbit from his hat.

"I think I got it. Thanks Willow..." she said as she was putting the dress over her head.

A familiar voice came over the crowd of students. Bea looked and found Calder offering some clothing to the boils. Not too far from him was Barth... he was looking at her and caught Demi's glimpse at her as well. Her face couldn't get anymore red.


"Don't LOOK!" she shouted at the sloth and the dog boil, struggling to get fitted into her outfit as fast as possible and immediately brought her head down to cover her face

One of the ghouls was yelling at Barth and Demi not to look, and Freya couldn't resist.

She should resist.

But she couldn't.

She raised her hand like she was in class and asked. "But is okay if I look?"

Calder beamed at Willow, a student he vaguely remembered from Open House. "Yes! I swim every day. Well, not so much day." He turned a bit to show off his form before he stuffed his sweater into his saddle bag and held out the spare shirt and kilt...which looked sorta like a plaid skirt.

He smiled at Freya who seemed rather excited, and Calder rose his hand too. "Me too!" Though he didn't know what there was to be excited about. Well, aside from some very choice boils about, but sadly Calder's team had not faced any nudity aside from Herryk. Damn the one boil he wanted stripped was clothed. Maybe he would get directions to this room.

Smiling, he trotted over to the bare-a**-naked group and held out the spare dress shirt and plaid kilt-kinda-skirt to whoever wanted it. "SO what door did you leave from again?" Didn't hurt to ask.

He also looked over to Bul. "HEY BUL! That boil over here wants you to wear this skirt for him." That's what he wanted, right?

Calder's offer was... nice, though the half beast gave Demi a challenging glare. "Damn, Calder, I sure as hell will wear your sk- kilt for Demi. YOU KNOW, SINCE HE WANTS IT."

Bul took the kilt carefully in hand and without warning or remorse just slipped it on and stood with his hands at his hips, looking smug as he could possibly be towards the hellhound.

((which cheeks? -shot-))

The Hellhound which soon after found his cheeks on his face ((hopefully)) assaulted by the blond ghoul with the strange new accent. At least it wasn't a painful yank but it still was hard to resist when every available limb was too busy trying to cover your visible shame. "I-I'm not blushing, I just still feel very warm from the room we just finished!" he cried out lamely, apparently he felt even warmer too by extra line of blush creeping up to his nose. "Damien, nice to meet you." he said in an even tone, too afraid to swish his tail in a proper greeting to the ghoul.

But seeing Bul have no shame and wearing the kilt, just made everything all the better and funnier. "Don't you know me so well Bul." The hound replied back while rolling his eyes, even during the moment with Freya and her smothering with affection. "Now all we have to get you is some stockings and show you off to Mei." he said back with a sneer at the half beasts smug look.