The Ripple Effect (Act III, the Grand Finale, almost complete)

[jw_wjw]

I assume that Kelly will somehow get roped into being the "star" of the show based on how the intro and the beginning of Act I are written, and I'm interested to see how that turns out. Maybe it's a reluctant trade/"light blackmail" like Jim in my story, maybe the news needs someone to interview and Maria and Lauren are still out cold so they find Kelly. Maybe one of Kelly's old rivals from Stanford (maybe someone with connections to the bank?!?!?) happens to be present and takes compromising pictures and creates Kelly's OnlyFans for her .

Agreed with Casanova that not all girls need to become OnlyFans models, unless you somehow want to play out the consequences of an oversupply of such content in the market. Though Maria working for Naked News would be a wonderful twist.

[mastergepetto]

Haha love the ideas. I will admit that I already had Maria becoming a regular contributor on Naked News after she gets fired from her station, so the ‘cat’ is out of the bag on that one. She WILL have a couple cameos in the other girls’ stories, so the new naked news gig is not the only part of her epilogue.

For the rest of the girls, you will just have to wait and see how they end up. I have a pretty good idea about what the other girls have been up to the past year, especially the politician, BUT if anyone has any particular requests for a particular girl, I can see if I can work that into the epilogue. Just send me a DM and I’m happy to see if it will fit with what I had in mind for them.

Final Chapter coming soon! Then I’ll post the epilogue shortly after.

[mastergepetto]

Update: life threw me another curveball and I am just getting my head above the water. I know people are waiting on this and the ending is long overdue. Please understand I still have every intention of finishing this as soon as possible. I really appreciate your patience.

[jw_wjw]

Just bumping this, since it's once again the summertime, and two years of the girls' new(d) lives.

[KoningWilly96]

Still hoping for an ending to this story

[jw_wjw]

I'll wait until the end of next week before continuing on with my Jim Smith chapter to wrap us up.

[jw_wjw]

We've been waiting long enough so I believe it's time to wrap this up, canon or not. Apologies if this seems rushed, and also apologies for no epilogue at this moment.

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Sarah was still shaking from all the attention she was getting from the horny madding crowd. She looked at Lauren being loaded into the ambulance in the distance, and knew that it would be forever until she would make it over there. She did, however, also see that the distance was just small enough to get the bag over in another way.

"Jimmy!" Sarah shouted, "Catch!"

With that, she threw Lauren's purse at the ambulance. Unfortunately, her arm was misplaced and ended up striking a woman's breasts just after it let go of the purse.

"Owww!" the woman complained, "You hit my tit!"

"We're hitting girls' titties, now?" a dude shouted, "let the boobie smacking begin!"

Before anyone else could complain or explain, all the men in the crowd were at it on all the women, who were either able to escape through the bushes or lost most, if not all, of their clothing.

On a more positive note, however, Sarah was a good throw ... almost. The bag missed Jimmy by several inches, but hit Lauren's pussy as "That was Easy!" could be heard from underneath the sheet. Then followed vibrations that almost, but not quite, gave Lauren respite.

"Well," the EMT took the purse and rummaged its contents, "good thing we finally have ID," he pulled out Lauren's driver's license. "Let's go, gentlemen," he closed the ambulance door as sirens blared while it pulled out of the resort.

"Sarah!" Sophie continued walking towards her, no longer feeling self-conscious as more and more women were ending up naked around her and Sarah. To nobody's surprise, the pink jacket soon disappeared off her shoulders and the two women, each nude with a smile, faced each other.

"Need any help?" Sophie asked.

Sarah shook her legs, feeling them regain sensation as the men started to pleasure other women, "no, I think I'm good."

"How about you take the rest of the day off?" Sophie relieved Sarah of her duty, "I hope I can find something else to wear before the news and police and fire and insurance are all on my ass and asking questions."

"Thank you," Sarah smiled and nodded before sprinting through the crowd and rushing to the lifeguard office.

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"My friends are still in the resort," Kelly protested to Jim, "we gotta go back and see if they're okay."

"You sure you don't want anything to wear...?" Jim eyed her quizzically.

Kelly looked down at herself, clearly still nude aside from the itchy wool blanket Jim had draped over her shoulders. With a reluctant sigh, she answered, "we need to get there ASAP - they can be hurt as far as I know."

Jim shrugged and drove down to the resort in his pickup truck. When they got to the entrance, however, they noticed it was blocked off with plenty of police officers clearing the perimeter and fire engines spraying down the burning buildings. They also didn't fail to notice several news vans parked just outside the perimeter trying to get the scoop on this story. It didn't take long for anchorman Evan McCullough to notice a pickup truck with a scantily-clad passenger.

Unlike her friends, Kelly had managed to escape the news cameras capturing her debacle with the dress in the door and her subsequent nudity. However, now she was draping Jim's blanket around her like a shawl, and did an extremely poor job covering her breasts and belly, so it was quite obvious that she had been a part of the "Springhurst Incident" that was gathering steam on social media. Furthermore, as the conflagration was spreading through the resort all of the news stations (even Maria's) had been evicted from the premises by the police, so were separated from all the naked women and thus bereft of content. Separated from all the naked women, that is, except for one...

Evan's interest was piqued and as he and his cameraman got closer and closer to Jim's pickup he knew he had struck gold. He jogged the last couple of feet to Kelly's window as she felt compelled to roll the window down.

"Excuse me, miss, I'm Evan McCullough with KDEN," Evan introduced himself, "I happen to notice you are ... attired unusually. Would you happen to have been part of what's going on at the resort?"

Kelly knew from her education that she should have just shut up and refer Evan to her lawyer, but she figured that she had already signed the media release with Jim so a few questions here and there wouldn't have hurt.

"Yes," she replied curtly.

"Do you know of how the fire could have started?"

"I would not, no. I was just at the resort with my friends - they're still in the resort and I'm a bit worried for them."

"How about you tell us about them and maybe we can help find them?"

Kelly hesitated and deeply distrusted this news correspondent. On the other hand, she knew she wouldn't be able to forgive herself if something happened to the girls and she didn't do her utmost to have at least helped.

"Yes, their names are Madison Klein, Alyssa Flanagan, and Katerina Petrosian," Kelly replied, "we're all here for Madison's bachelorette."

"Alright, we'll get those names on the screen," Evan announced as Kelly cringed at what she had just done, "if you have any information on their whereabouts, please do not hesitate to contact KDEN at (303) 555-1337.

And what's your name?" Evan turned back to Kelly.

Kelly knew she had deeply messed up, but at the same time she was in too deep and Jim would pipe up if she tried to lie.

"Kelly Miller," she eeped out.

"Kelly Miller?" Evan repeated as a few other anchors were lining up behind him for their turn, "well, I'll tell you what, Kelly, KDEN is affiliated with CNN nationwide, and I'm sure they'd be happy to have you tell your side of the story."

Kelly's face fell as she remained silent. She had made this bed, and was now going to have to lie in it. Soon enough "Hi Kelly, this is Jean Stafford with CNN in Atlanta broadcasting nationwide, you're on the air" was blaring from the other end, and Kelly could only pull Jim's blanket closer to her to distract herself from the fact that she was naked on national TV.

Soon the questions kept coming and Kelly felt no choice but to answer them - to tell everyone in the country about the girls' times at Stanford, her current PhD program, and Madison's bachelorette party and fiancé. Even after CNN had had their fun with her, interviews from other networks came coming, to the point where (next to possibly Lauren Steele herself) she would soon become the face, and her blanketed form the image, of the Springhurst Incident in the national consciousness.

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After a half hour drive, Lauren Steele finally made it to the hospital where she was checked in. She was still on edge down there and was greatly annoyed that she hadn't had the chance to relieve the pressure before she arrived in a public area.

She was eventually wheeled in to her bed where she saw the news coverage of the resort where she just was burning down. Most of the coverage was of a blonde girl clad in only a blanket taking interviews from a pickup truck, but occasionally the news broke to her and her proposed congressional run.

"It's quite shameful what congresspeople get to in Colorado," former president Donald Trump, planning his own reelection bid in 2024, was reported to have written on his new platform Truth Social, "having sex with the masseurs. At least make them models!"

Whatever her feelings on Trump, having him expose her shame so brutally sent Lauren over the edge and she finally came, shouting in pleasure so loud the next several rooms around her could have heard.

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Sarah jogged back to the lifeguard office to see it was cordoned off by firefighters and police officers. This was so, even though it was far from the flames engulfing the restaurant and patron's locker room by the pool deck.

"I take it you need something in there?" one of the firefighters chuckled at her hand bikini.

"Well, I think it's safe in there but we can't be too sure," he continued as she said nothing, "I can have your stuff out if you remember your locker number."

"23," Sarah was grateful for having remembered, "and the code is 15-25-14."

"I think I'll forget the code," the firefighter chuckled, "how about I just bolt-cut the lock and pay you back?"

Sarah smirked coyly as the firefighter rushed into the office and returned with the pile of Sarah's clothes and purse alongside the severed lock and a five-dollar bill.

Sarah put the stuff down, getting dressed for the third time that day in front of the firefighter as she got on her bra and panties, a green t-shirt, jean shorts and TOMS shoes. Silently smiling and waving her goodbyes at the firefighter, she dashed to her car and drove off, struggling to remember just how many orgasms she had today.

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"Get off the pool deck, get off the pool deck!" a police officer shouted brusquely in a megaphone at the crowd still surrounding the pool as the roof of the locker-room building started glowing red from the fire.

"Officer," Katerina approached him cautiously, her olive-brown skin being nicely accented by her arms clamped on her privates and pushing her breasts up, "may we please go in there and retrieve our belongings?"

"Are you kidding me?" the cop responded to her incredulously, "it's incredibly dangerous in there. I'm too scared to go in there right now!!"

Katerina looked to Alyssa, and grimaced as she gave her the "I told you so" look.

"Why would it be so dangerous?" Katerina countered, "it has showers, it should be able to extinguish the fire."

"Hmmm," the police officer responded, "you're right ... but look at it!" he gestured to the building whose roof was now glowing red.

By now most people had gotten the message and evacuated the pool deck, leaving only the cop, the three girls, and a few stragglers by the fence. Eventually two firefighters rushed out of the emergency exit onto the deck shouting "WATCHOUTIT'SGONNAFALLDOWN!!!" as the roof started creaking.

Everyone ran from the building as the roof caved in and collapsed onto the rest of the building, and most of them (including the girls) jumped over the fences and tumbled onto the ground.

"Now what?" Madison sighed as the three girls stood back up still naked, and with all of their stuff probably ruined and maybe even destroyed.

"I just hope there aren't any casualties..." Alyssa reminded them of the important things.

Meanwhile, with the locker room building smoldering and the restaurant fire under control, the police chief of the operation gave the all-clear for news stations to return to the premises, providing great relief to Kelly's increasingly dry mouth. Eventually, some news anchors found their way to the naked and wet women hugging themselves.

"Well, it looks like we have three girls right here," an anchor approached them, "are you Kelly Miller's friends?"

"Ummm ... yeah, why?" Alyssa answered with trepidation.

"Well, she's worried sick about you three, and told the news everything about you guys and your party."

"She did WHAT?!?!?" Madison responded with anger before Katerina grabbed her arm to calm her down.

"Oh ... oh my god!" Kelly was still clad in Jim's blanket and saw the three women were unharmed. She jogged over to them, the blanket falling off her in the process, and all ill will fell by the wayside as she leapt and gave Madison a huge bear hug almost in tears for the news to photograph.

"Excuse me," yet another news correspondent held out a phone, "we have a call for a Miss Madison Klein, from her fiancé."

"Hey honey," Madison answered the phone.

"Hiiii, I've seen everything, I don't think this is going to work out."

"Wait, what?!?" Madison began to panic, "I can explain, hold on! It was all an accident!"

"Yeah, well it's not just about that. I also want to let you know that ... I've been cheating on you."

"WHAT!?!?!?!?!" Madison again started seeing red, "With whom? WITH WHOM, DAMNIT?!?!"

"And also, we saw what everyone liked seeing on the news, so me and the girl I've been seeing have created an OnlyFans for Kelly - don't think we didn't save that panty pic!"

Before Madison could start spitting out more invective, her fiancé hung up and Madison blankly gave the phone back to the newsperson.

"The wedding..." she sighed to the other girls, "the wedding's off..." as she starting crying on Alyssa's shoulder.

"There, there..." Kelly motioned for the news people to leave, as the four women put each of their arms on their shoulders and started walking down the lawn in a daze, the flight they were about to miss the last thing on their mind.

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The cop who had earlier spoken to the three girls, and one of the two firefighters who had barged out at the last second, were huddled together on the deck surveying the burnt-out ruins of the clubhouse and locker rooms.

"No casualties, as far as I'm aware," the firefighter reported.

"That's a relief," the policeman sighed, "you know, one of the girls who was in the showers brought up an interesting point. This building shouldn't have collapsed since it had showers in it and should have had sprinklers as well."

"Yeah..." the firefighter concurred, "that's a great point..."

"So I'm thinking some funny code-vi business is going on," the cop continued, "let's go into the manager's office and see if we can find anything out."

Sophie had returned to her office, unfortunately not finding anything to wear. So, increasingly aroused due to the time constraint before others would start looking for her, she flicked the bean in the relative privacy of her office, and with not a moment to spare as she heard a knock on her door while she was in her refractory period.

"Come in," she said, shrugging and figuring that she could answer questions in her own office.

"Yeah," a police officer and a firefighter entered the office, "this fire was a lot more severe than it should have been. Would you happen to know where the owner is?"

"Oh, he's at his office in Chicago," Sophie replied coolly, "but I can answer some questions for you."

"Yeah, how about you do that at the station?" the policeman insisted as Sophie tried to get up but her shaky legs caused her to fall back down.

Sighing, the policeman and firefighter each took one of Sophie's arms as they dragged her outside to a police car and brought her to the back of a squad car as news cameras watched. Sophie panicked a little as she was being driven to the police station with not a stitch to wear - not even handcuffs! - but thought about asking for a phone call, or even if she was being detained, when she got there.