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beWilder’s Wildest: Winners’ Week #1 Celebrations!
🕑 Added 2024-04-05 17:02:50 +0000 UTCWelcome, welcome, to the warmth and wiles of beWilder Island! Or should we say, welcome back? We’ve been here before haven’t we, though not like this. Round 1 is now complete and all the feet making prints in the sands now are women with a win under their belts. It’s time to see how they’ve been wilding their days away in sun and sea paradise since we closed out the opening matches, as promised. Grab your sun oil (you may need it for more than just protecting your skin) and let’s enjoy some scenes from an Italian restaurant beWilder’d Island!
So this is a big taste of how each of the girls has been spending their quality time…
Dyana and Lara
Dyana’s been starting fires. Lara’s been raiding tombs. Can you believe?
Dyana: Let there be light! Ahaha! Look at that! Got them all in one!
Lara: Careful with those powers, the others wanted a loose cannon like you bound up if I didn’t take you on as a… a… wow… Look at this place!
Dyana: I’m looking alright. It’s a cave. Same shitty underground, different décor. Definitely worth almost drowning getting here.
Lara: Afraid of becoming a damp squib, eh? Soft chuckle.
Dyana: Is that what they call a joke in Oxford English circles? Hmph. Tease me again and I’ll do you the favour of depilating your sensitive areas for you, Turkish style. Got it?
Lara: You’ll… singe my pussy hair off?
Dyana: And your ass ones too, “Lady Croft”. FYI, the only “Lady” I recognise is our Mistress, Lady Ivy, so don’t you expect the level of politeness she deserves from me.
Lara: Don’t worry, I don’t care much for the title either. Come on. The artifacts are waiting, if there are any… The sooner we spelunk, the sooner we can get out of these wet pants. Maybe you’ll warm up to me when you realize I meant you well when I warned you jeans are not the best for this job…
Selina/Catwoman and Noemi
Selina’s been cat-burglaring. Noemi’s been enjoying a vacation away from (most of) her troubles.
Cat: *Purr*… Don’t you look pretty, even with your eyes closed?
Noe: *Zzzzz*…
Cat: Heavy sleeper, hon? Tsk. You’re going to make this too easy on me. I like your necklace. I think I’m going to take it. I mean, “borrow” it, at least for a while.
Cat: It may not be worth any real money, but it’s the most precious thing on this island I could find to lift. I need to keep my skills kitty-claw sharp after all, and besides, you really don’t want the tan lines, do you?…
Noe: … *Sleepy mumbling*… No… Stop… *Zzzz*… Brad, don’t… I’m tired, and I’ve already had se-… *Lazy groaning*… had my fill of “dinner” for today… *Zzzz*…
Cat: Interesting… But hardly valuable, I’m not much for blackmail when jewels will do. Good gossip though. But back to the matter at paw, my Italian bowl of cream. I’ll be helping myself to this. No objections, right?
Noe: *Zzzz*… You’re not taking my… *Soft moan*… dream away, Sal, you sleezy… *Zzzz*…
Cat: Well then, that’s settled. Pleasure doing business with you, Noemi. A word of advice, not that you’ll hear it, but I think all your basking in the heat is melting your brain there. Take it from a Cat herself, there is such a thing as too much sitting out under the sunbeams. So unless we have any other business…
Noe: *Zzzz*… Serving of Sirloin…
Cat: *Hrrm*? Servicing sore loins? Well now, I thought you’d never ask. I guess I do have some other stealth skills that could use a testing. Since you beat Natasha, I wonder if you’ll wake up any sooner than she did when… Well, the cat got under the covers, we’ll say. *Cheshire grin*.
Gwen/SpiderGwen and Frankie
Gwen’s been spinning webs. Frankie’s been “hanging out”.
Gwen: Look who walked into my parlour. *Soft smirk*.
Frankie: Huh? Ah! G-Gwen, dear! There you are! What… What even is this?! What’s going on?! I was under the impression you summoned me to help you raise a volleyball net, not whatever is happening here!
Gwen: We can do that after, I’ve got enough web to go around. First though, I’ve got a lot of content to catch up on compared to all you ladies. Sooner the better too.
Frankie: I’m not sure I want to even dignify that statement with a response… Other than this stuff is spiderwebs? But it’s so strong I… *Struggle*!
Gwen: “Proportionate strength of a spider” and all that, right? Makes sense a human spun version would hold up a lot sturdier, not to mention be way more tacky and sticky. It’s actually kind of like quicksand or a fingertrap in that regard, so I really wouldn’t get too wrapped up trying to pull free.
Frankie: … It also seems to dissolve swimwear as an added “bonus”… Gulp… I hesitate to ask, but… *Err*… What’s that in your hand? And why is it you are holding it instead of freeing me from this little practical joke? *Nervous laughing*. That wouldn’t happen to be your 1 luxury item, would it…?
Gwen: Mine? No. Raven’s? Yes… Though she left it behind because the girl bunking next to me stole it in the middle of the night. Makes a scientific mind like mine wonder exactly what the little Titan thought she might get to do here… Or be unable to stop herself from doing…
Gwen: … It’s sad to say, not all us girls can handle having superpowers… No wonder she nearly knocked through the bathroom wall with what she was up to in the tub in her postgame, right?
Frankie: *Eh*… Y-Yes… Indeed. And I thought cramming a wine bottle’s neck in there was overdoing it… *Blush*. Oh Lord! I… I never said that! You didn’t hear it!
Gwen: Oh, but I did. See, that’s why I asked you here, my little fly. You’re in need of some explicit content of your own these days too, don’t lie. Care to help me binge my way to at least being within a glimpse of you guys? There’s only 6 other girls and they are all far away right now… And we’ve practically got all week…
Frankie: God, help me.
Asana and Quiet
Asana’s been adamant about making new friends. Quiet’s been photosynthesizing.
Asana: You know, I really don’t recommend wearing full tights or boots on the beach when you can avoid it. It’s so much nicer to feel the sand between your toes. I’m only wearing my yoga pants now because… Well… Getting it way up between your thighs isn’t as lovely a feeling… *Soft smile*.
Quiet: …
Asana: I actually grew up in a small shack like house right out on the edges of a beach in Maui. My ‘Eme’, that’s “Mom” in Hawaiian, is a pure native from a long line, going all the way back to some of our Demigods she told me… Although going back that far all Pacific Islanders are that related, you know?
Asana: Still, she was part of the islander community, so we lived on… I guess you might call it “tribal lands”? Really it was just the nice natural parts of the island we were allowed to keep to ourselves. The town and all the vacationers were just across the road. We mixed with them all the time…
Asana: … That’s how my ‘Baba’, that’s Hindi because he’s from Chennai, came to meet ‘Eme’, though he wasn’t really a tourist. He was there to study Hawaiian spirituality for his greater understanding of the world, so he went there specifically to meet people like my ‘Eme’.
Asana: *Hehe* He went for 6 months but little did he know he’d actually stay there more than a decade because he ended up making me! Life and nature have their own plans for us all, don’t you think…? Tell me some more about you now… Please, new friend?
Quiet: …
Asana: Miss? Oh… I see… Have you by any chance taken a vow of silence? Or at least of not talking? Are you a monk? I’m… Well, I have many blended beliefs, but Buddhism is a big part of them, only I could never… *Hehe*. I think I’m better at teaching than celibacy and prayer. Good for you.
Asana: At least we can bond through yoga! That’s a style I’ve not seen before. Is it your own? I’ve encountered a huge amount of the known styles and it’s not familiar… It reminds me of the Sun styles though, where you open yourself up to as much healing light as you can?
Asana: Shouldn’t we be naked right now though, if that’s the case? I know what I said about a sandy ‘puki’ but… Oh, do you have any kind of mantra for doing this? Like a prayer chant or…? Maybe just the traditional “Om”?
Quiet: *Hum. Hum-hum-hum. Hum-hum. Hum-hum-hum*!
Asana: Oh! That’s beautiful! Mind if I try too? *Hum. Hum-hum-hum*! Look at us, such fast friends! And I thought that given you carry that big gun around everywhere we might not see eye to eye, but I’m glad I tried anyway. *Hum. Hum-hum-hum*! So, we stay like this together until sundown?
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And that, our dear friendlies, is beWilder’s Wildest ‘23/24’s Winner’s Week #1! Say that 5 times fast, we dare you! You may have noticed the “#1’ part, and that’s because after our next 4 matches, these 8 ladies will become 4 left standing, and we may well see 4 more images of those ladies mixed up then too before we settle the sands and decide 1st, 2nd and 3rd at last!
We hope you’ve enjoyed seeing the winners bask at long last. We certainly have. Rewards for votes well earned and spent. Not to mention sheer delight to see the women we love mix up their company all the more! But while the sun may not ever set in our hearts, the fun does have to come to an end sometime, and that’s when the opening gong sounds on Round 2! Then it’s competition again! So until we see Match #9…
Be frolicking through paradise and beWilder!
