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A Slick Tradition	By : FairySlayer Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 7930 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-A Slick Tradition (Phineas and Ferb)
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"A Slick Tradition"

In their full uniforms, the Fireside Girls put out decorations and snacks. Isabella, the raven-haired troop leader, and Milly, with curly brown hair, moved a heavy old wooden table to the center of the clubhouse, dropping it in place with a heavy thud. Milly started wiping it down.

Isabella turned to check on things. She frowned. A short brunette in glasses was lugging heavy soda bottles. Isabella snatched the girl's wrist and brought her to the table. But she smiled. "Save your strength for the ceremony, Gretchen." The other girls gathered and chattered excitedly until Isabella called out, "Listen up, everyone."

Isabella took Gretchen's shoulders and stared into her blue eyes while announcing, "It's a very special day for Troop 46231." Then they faced the others as Isabella continued, "I am very proud to announce that, for her exceptional spirit, teamwork and leadership, Gretchen is hereby promoted to the position of Second-Assistant Troop Leader!"

The other girls applauded, but only briefly. Gretchen had to look down at the floor, hiding the huge smile which had stolen her face.

The other girls stared anxiously at Isabella. The leader smiled wickedly, enjoying the wide-eyed anticipation of her followers. They were eager, and Isabella's wanted to be sure they wouldn't rush. Finally she commanded, "Let the ceremony begin!"

Milly marched up to the Gretchen and kissed her on each cheek before removing the bespectacled girl's sash. Milly turned and handed it to Isabella, who took it over to a sewing machine. She lazily started unstitching its emblems and patches. She had plenty of time.

Milly sat down at a table against the wall and sighed longingly. The others formed a line facing Gretchen, who was visibly trembling. First the Asian girl Ginger stepped forward and removed Gretchen's orange beret; she hurried to place it on Milly's table before getting back in line. Then Holly, a black girl with frizzy pigtails, slid off Gretchen's glasses and followed the same routine. Adyson, the tallest girl with flowing chestnut hair, wasted no time in lifting Gretchen's orange top up and off. Gretchen struggled not to cross her arms over her naked chest.

The blonde pigtailed girl Katie quickly dropped to her knees, undoing Gretchen's red belt before yanking down her brown skirt and making Gretchen step out of it. Ginger smiled wide as she squatted and slid Gretchen's plain panties to the floor, and Holly steadied Gretchen as she stepped out of them.

Except for her sneakers Gretchen was butt naked. The girls immediately backed her up to the table and lifted her onto it. Adyson and Ginger held Gretchen's heels while Holly and Katie laid Gretchen back. Then the girls removed their sashes and used them to bind Gretchen's wrist and ankles to the table's legs.

Adyson leaned over the side of the table and pressed her mouth against Gretchen's trembling lips. The small girl immediately pushed her tongue inside, taking Adyson by surprise, but Adyson didn't hesitate to start kissing her back fully. Holly latched her teeth onto one of Gretchen's nipples and lashed her tongue back and forth while also feeling her girl up.

Across the table, Ginger slid her hands down Gretchen's belly until they were on her thighs. The Asian squeezed the soft flesh, relishing its warmth. Katie got between Gretchen's knees and started petting her chubby hairless labia. It didn't take long to feel traces of wetness. Katie smiled knowingly at Ginger, who leaned over Gretchen's hip and kissed the top of Gretchen's slit. The Asian teased with her tongue while Katie's fingering became bolder, working deeper into the moistened folds. Soon Gretchen's body was covered with perspiration and the table's edge was soaked with the juices dripping from between Gretchen's thighs.

Katie fingered faster while Ginger pressed harder with her tongue. Gretchen's eyes scrunched shut and she could only whine and whimper, so Adyson laid gentle kisses around Gretchen's face. She took hold of Gretchen's hands, making her open her eyes and smile briefly. Then Gretchen suddenly gasped and arched her back when Katie began pulsing her fingers rapidly in and out of her wettest spot. Ginger practically sucked in the top of Gretchen's mound, working over her clit without attacking it directly.

Gretchen was so overwhelmed that she strained against the sashes which kept her vulnerable to what she couldn't stand yet never wanted to stop. When Gretchen's moans and begging got much louder Isabella glanced over. She giggled because poor Milly was shifting uncomfortably while rubbing her thighs together.

Holly suddenly reached around and clenched Gretchen's butt cheek, making her yelp while pushing her over the edge. Gretchen threw her head back and let out a pained cry while her insides went painfully tight and then suddenly released, only to do so several more times in a row. Gretchen let out a high pitched whine as everything seemed to spin around her. Adyson petted the girl's face and smoothed her hair as the orgasm pulsed through her. Ginger stopped and Katie ran her fingers all the way up and down Gretchen's slit a bit longer.

They untied Gretchen and sat her up. Milly finally remembered to bring over washcloths and a pail of warm water. They tenderly wiped Gretchen down, giving her a few minutes to recover before making her stand.

Isabella returned with the little brunette's new, fully populated sash in hand. "So Gretchen, please remind everyone why we have this tradition."

"To make sure I remember to treat the other girls with respect, even if I outrank them, because we'll always need them to accomplish our goals."

"Very good," Isabella chirped. "Now, let's party!" Milly turned on the music and the other girls went for snacks and drinks.

Isabella helped Gretchen get dressed. Then she hugged the brunette tight and whispered in her ear, "Stay behind after the party. I think Milly wants us to remind her of the lesson too."

Gretchen hadn't thought the day could get any better, but it just had.

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