Chapter 4 Truth or Dare

At 10 p.m., the 'Not Vanilla' gang, consisting of Cindy, Vanya, Ellen, Rachel, Chacha, and Lusy, arrived at the Dark City nightclub. The six of them looked super sexy and beautiful as usual. Even Vanya, the fake girl, was no different from her five genuine girlfriends.

In fact, if you looked closely, her appearance and features were slightly more beautiful than her five genuine girlfriends. Perhaps that was natural because she was involved in the beauty care industry. Her body was also fully modified, with front and rear bumpers produced in South Korea.

Tonight, Vanya wore a very short black leather mini dress with a silver crop top, or commonly known as a silver kemben, which clung tightly to her full, almost overflowing breasts. Her long, wavy, light brown hair fell to her buttocks.

The men in the nightclub were like worms in heat, staring at Vanya, who stood out the most among her five friends, who were also dressed minimally.

Naughty whistles accompanied the metropolitan women as they walked to the sofa table they had reserved earlier. There was a sign on the table that read 'Genk Bukan Vanila' (Not Vanilla Gang).

"Ugh, how dare you just whistle! We're not birds, you know!" said Rachel in her cute, spoiled tone.

"Guys like that deserve to be thrown into the sea!" replied Lusy, tossing her long, wavy, bright red hair, which stood out in the dimly lit club.

Disco lights spun and flashed above the dark room, enlivening the nightclub atmosphere. The DJ played Ariana Grande's remix of "No Tears Left to Cry," which was pounding.

"Picking it up ... picking it up ... I'm loving ... I'm livin' it up ... I'm picking it up ..."

"Let's play truth or dare!" Cindy shouted, drowning out the noise of the nightclub.

"Come on ... who's afraid!" exclaimed Vanya.

A bottle of whiskey was poured into six glass cups in front of the six sexy women. The empty bottle was used to play a round of truth or dare.

"Okay, who wants to spin first?" asked Cindy.

"Me," Chacha replied enthusiastically, grabbing the bottle on the table and spinning it fast.

The bottle spun quickly until it slowed down and the mouth of the bottle pointed at one of the women. Ellen.

"You're unlucky, Len! Ahahaha," Vanya shouted, laughing hysterically.

"So, truth or dare?" Cindy asked quickly.

"Truth, I'm a coward," Ellen replied calmly. She was indeed the most 'subtle' in her demeanor and appearance among the tough girl gang. Ellen worked as a sales promotion girl who could be open to earning extra money.

"Okay. I'll ask the questions, then!" said Cindy, looking at her friends for approval.

"Sure ... sure." replied Lusy on behalf of her friends.

"How old were you when you lost your virginity, Len? And how did it happen?" asked Cindy about something personal and a little embarrassing.

When she heard Cindy's question, she slapped her forehead. Ellen said, "Ugh ... Cindy's questions are so awkward! I regret choosing truth!"

"Just answer it, we're on Rumpi No Secret!" said Rachel, acting flirtatious like the host of Rumpi No Secret, Feny Rose, who locked her lips with her fingers.

Ellen sighed and replied, "Okay. I lost my virginity in the school toilet when I was in high school. Um ... with my physics teacher." Ellen's face flushed with embarrassment after revealing her secret.

"WHAT!" Vanya shouted in shock. The thing was, they were in the same class in high school, and she never expected Mr. Lukas Sudirman, who looked so innocent, to deflower her friend in the school toilet.

"I want to cry hearing that, Len. Mr. Lukas was my idol teacher in high school. I never knew he was a predator of innocent teenage girls. How disgusting!" Vanya muttered with a mixture of anger and deep disappointment towards her high school physics teacher.

Ellen giggled with a slightly guilty look as she glanced at Vanya. "Sorry to say, Van. We did it back and forth after that. He's experienced, Van. I think Rani and Widi were also victims," said Ellen.

"Please, Len, don't continue, you're suddenly putting me in a bad mood," replied Vanya with a frown.

"Come on, cheer up, Ladies! Spin the bottle again, Len," said Cindy cheerfully, then drank the whiskey with ice cubes in her glass.

The empty whiskey bottle spun quickly until the mouth of the bottle stopped in front of Vanya. Her five friends cheered with relief and joy because they had escaped their turn at truth or dare.

"Ohh damn, why me?!" Vanya muttered, covering her face with her palms.

"Come on, truth or dare, Van?!" Chacha exclaimed excitedly.

"Dare. I'm lazy to reveal my own shame. What's the dare, hurry up before I run away?!" replied Vanya with a pounding heart. Her friends were all crazy, and she was worried that the dare would be so embarrassing.

The five of them huddled together and whispered so that Vanya couldn't hear their discussion. Meanwhile, Vanya finished her whiskey on the rocks while waiting for her friends' cruel verdict.

After a heated discussion, Cindy said, "The challenge is you have to get on stage and do a sexy dance on the pole. You can wriggle around on the pole like a python or crawl like a gecko, Van. Hihihi."

Vanya groaned loudly, the challenge was cruel. She had never done anything so embarrassing in her entire life. Yes, she wasn't a real girl, but no one knew that except the six of them!

"No way ... you guys are being ridiculous!" Vanya refused outright.

"Come on, Van! That's not fair, I answered truthfully, didn't I?" Ellen insisted.

"I'm afraid of being booked by horny old men, Len!" Vanya replied panicked. She had never done anything 21+ with any man since she decided to become a woman.

"Don't make excuses, Van! You can refuse, if necessary ... if the guys force you, you can kick their 'private parts' too, right!" Rachel urged with a cruel suggestion.

Vanya panicked because the five of them seemed determined to make her dance sexy on the nightclub stage. 'Fuck!' Vanya screamed in her heart.

"Dance ... dance ... dance ... dance ..." Her friends cheered, encouraging Vanya while clapping their hands.

With a heavy heart, she obeyed the wishes of her crazy friends. Vanya got up from the sofa and walked with heavy steps towards the nightclub crew standing below the stage. She explained that she wanted to dance on stage and asked the DJ for a special song.

'Vanya, just think of this as your usual striptease in the bathroom, okay?!' Vanya said to herself, trying to find strength rather than embarrassment at the thought of fainting on stage.

"Okay, Miss. The DJ says you can go on now. Don't embarrass me, dance properly. I could get fired by the manager if you dance badly!" said the nightclub crew member with a shaved head and a muscular body like Dwayne Johnson to Vanya before she went on stage.