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Busy mornings are a common sight in the Stunt Show trio's home. Stu is in the kitchen making breakfast for his daughters while humming a tune. Bonnie is already wide awake and buzzing with energy, while she tries to wake her older sister by shaking her shoulders.

Janet enjoys this kind of atmosphere in the morning, even though mornings are noisy and they have to get ready for the usual routine. It's precisely the noise that makes these mornings special, because it shows that her house is alive—the clang of pots and pans, accompanied by the smell of pancakes wafting from the kitchen, showing that her dad is already making breakfast. Her sister's excitement when she wakes up and starts talking happily about what she and her friends have planned for the day. All these little details are what make this place a true home.

But there are still days when these noises, instead of being comforting, end up becoming overwhelming. Today is one of those days.

The teenager lies on her side with her back to her younger sister, who keeps shaking her shoulders insistently to wake her up. Janet feels a sharp pain in her uterus that makes her hiss softly, clutch the blanket closer to her chest, and draw her legs protectively in front of her stomach, as if she can block the pain with a supposed barrier.

"Bonnie..." She says with a voice slurred by sleep, but also with a low groan of pain.

Bonnie hears the noise of pain coming from her sister and quickly becomes worried.

"Are you hurt?" She stops rocking her sister and removes her hands from her, afraid of causing her more pain.

Janet's period started last night, and although she'd only had minor cramps throughout the day that served as a warning for the start of her week of suffering, she knew her cramps would start to get worse by the second or third day. Janet is never fully prepared to deal with these growing pains.

"I-I'm just on those days of the month... y'know, the periods..." Her voice was still weak and affected by the pain, but Bonnie could hear her.

Janet has already had a conversation with Bonnie explaining how these periods work and the pain they cause. Her younger sister is frustrated that she can't do anything to help her; she doesn't like seeing her older sister in pain.

"Do you want me to tell Uncle Stu?" She asks uncertainly.

Janet was about to say she didn't need to, but another wave of pain stabbed her lower belly, shutting her up and making her change her mind. "Yes. I'd appreciate that."

She hears Bonnie run towards the door and Janet only gets halfway through warning her sister to slow down before the little girl comes running down the stairs screaming for their uncle.

It wasn't long before Stu arrived in Janet's room with a plate of pancakes and he said he would bring her chamomile tea when the water heated up.

Janet loves her family and it's times like these that she feels incredibly grateful to have them in her life.

After she eats the pancakes and drinks the tea, she lies back down on the bed. The cramps have subsided a bit, but they still send waves of pain and twinges through her uterus. Sometimes she wishes she didn't have one.

"J-Ja-a-net, I'm g-o-oing to have to l-e-e-ave for the stu-u-unt show. Will y-y-you be able t-to take care of y-yourself in the me-e-a-antime?" Stu says, concern evident in his tone and reflecting in the screen of his eye.

Janet smiles. "I'll be okay, Dad, I'm not a kid anymore." She says with a confident tone, trying to reassure Stu.

The robot still looks worried, but he smiles a little with his eye and pats Janet's head. "O-o-okay, if y-y-you say so!"

"I can stay and take care of Janet!" Bonnie says confidently and raises her left hand, as if she's trying to get attention to be picked for a football team. This makes both Stu and Janet chuckle.

"No need Bonnie, I can take care of myself." She gives a small smug smile. "Besides, you can barely take care of yourself, so how could you take care of me?"

"Hey!" The reckless little girl yells in offense, puffs out her cheeks and crosses her arms in irritation. "You always scold me when I do something dangerous, but the last time we left you alone you ended up breaking your arm!"

Janet blushes in embarrassment. "This is different because I was training for the stunt show! And I didn't break my arm, I sprained my wrist!"

Stu interrupts them before they can start an argument. "O-o-kay, girls, I ha-a-ve to go now. You deci-i-ide if y-you two will s-st-ay home." He goes towards the door. "I-I-I lo-ove you gi-i-irls, let me kno-ow if y-y-you need any-y-thing."

"Bye dad, we love you two!" The two say in unison, waving at the robot.

Stu smiles with his eye and leaves, closing the door. Now with the two of them alone, Janet turns to her sister.

"You can go, I'll be fine on my own."

Bonnie frowns, trying to make a serious face, but in the end she only manages to make a cute grimace. "Promise?"

Janet smiles and holds up her pinky finger. "I pinky promise."

The little girl beams and intertwines her pinky with her sister's. "Take care, okay?" She hugs her older sister and then heads towards the door. She stops in the doorframe and waves to Janet. "Bye, see you later!" She sprints off.

"Have fun and take care of yourself!" Janet speaks loudly for her sister to hear.

"You too!" That's the last thing she says before closing the front door.

Now completely alone, Janet begins to think about what she can do. Her cramps have lessened thanks to the tea, but they haven't gone away; at least now they're just a nuisance, unlike the excruciating pain from before.

Today was a particularly hot day, and Janet's skin was already sticky with sweat, which disgusted her. Not to mention the mess that must have been between her legs from the blood, and as if the cramps weren't enough, her private parts also hurt, as if someone had rubbed her hard and raw, and now she was sore.

With some effort and willpower, she gets out of bed, her bare feet touching the floor, and the moment she stands up, she staggers back, almost falling back onto the mattress, feeling a very strong stab in her lower belly, almost as if she had been punched in the stomach. She bends over and hugs her belly, hissing in pain, but remains standing. The teenager wonders what she did to deserve this kind of torture.

She stands still for a while until the pain subsides a little. After regaining her composure, she grabs a towel and heads to the bathroom. She doesn't mind closing the door since she's home alone. The teenager undresses and turns on the hot water in the shower. In her current condition, she won't be able to handle taking a cold shower.

The hot water from the shower worked, relieving the tension in her muscles and the contractions in her blood vessels. She gets out of the shower and just puts on a nightgown and changes her underwear and pads.

The teenager feels more comfortable now without the sweat on her skin and the horrible pain of her cramps. But she knows the pain will return sooner or later.

She doesn't have much to do, so she'll just stay in her room watching a movie or series on her cell phone.

She spends some time lying in bed watching movies or just scrolling through her social media. The teenager only gets up to go to the bathroom, go to the kitchen to get a bottle of water, and eat the leftovers from last night's dinner.

She feels incredibly bored and lonely. Janet is a naturally imperative person, obviously not as much as her sister, but she still can't stay still for long without doing anything, but unfortunately her cramps don't give her any room to do much. Normally, Janet would text Emz to ask if she could keep her company, but Emz is with Edgar doing some graffiti painting. Emz posted a selfie of herself sporting her new look with Edgar, both holding spray cans, and behind them was the wall they were using as a canvas, already completely covered with various paintings. The two seem to be having a great time, and knowing Emz, she wouldn't want to leave just to keep her company, not even if she begged and made a fuss about how much pain she was in to get out of bed.

As if on cue, she feels a sharp twinge in her abdomen that sends waves of pain through her back and belly, this shakes her to the core, making her inhale sharply through her nose and groan in pain.

But then she hears knocking on the front door. At first she thought she'd imagined it, but the person outside the house starts banging on the door more insistently, whoever it is also starts whistling loudly to get her attention.

She moans partly from annoyance and partly from pain.

"I'm coming, just a minute!" She screams and judging by the fact that the person has stopped whistling, she assumes that whoever is outside the house heard her.

She gets up from the bed and takes a look at her outfit, which is far from presentable. She's only wearing a white nightgown with a heart design in the center that covers some of her thighs, but also leaves little room for the imagination. Underneath, she's wearing red panties with a bow in the front, which are the only underwear she's wearing underneath the nightgown. Definitely inappropriate.

She goes to her closet and grabs a pair of pink shorts and puts them on. Even though her shorts are short and only reach a few inches below her thighs, at least they cover her thighs. She goes to the nightstand near her bunk bed and grabs a top. She takes off her nightgown to put the top on, and then puts it back on. She also takes the opportunity to tie her hair back in her usual ponytail, although her hair is still a little uneven and has some loose strands, it still looks more presentable than when it is loose and disheveled.

Apparently, the person outside was starting to get impatient, if the loud whistling coming from outside the house is any indication.

The teenager starts to go down the stairs. "I'm coming!"

She wonders who it could be. Emz and Edgar certainly aren't, since they're busy being rebellious together. Without her. If it were Bonnie or Stu, they would have just walked into the house, and the teenager can't think of anyone else who could be.

When she reaches the door and opens it, however, she is faced with one of the last people she expected.

"Mina?"

The dancer in question grins. "Eaí." She gives a small salute by moving two of her fingers to the side of her forehead. With her other hand, she holds a closed round box and, on top of it, two cans of soda.

Janet stands there for a moment, processing why she's here, until she realizes the dancer is probably waiting for her to let her in. She steps back from the door and lets Mina in.

The acrobat closes the door and asks. "What are you doing here?"

Mina ponders for a moment how to phrase this. "Your sister asked me if I could keep an eye on you." She decides to say it in the most direct way possible, making the teenager physically flinch as if she had been slapped in the face.

"WHAT?!" She shrieks exasperatedly.

Mina had to bite her tongue hard to keep from laughing at the acrobat's horrified face.

"Why would she do that!? Ugh!... Mina, look, I'm sorry for my sister's behavior." She covers her rosy cheek with her left hand, looking away to avoid the dancer's eyes. When her sister returns, she'll need to have a serious talk with her. "I'm so sorry she bothered you." She whispers ashamedly.

"De boa, no need to apologize, she didn't bother me." She turns and walks toward the living room table, the tambourine attached to her pants making a noise with each step. She leaves the box and cans on the table. "Anyway, your sister and her friends went there to ask Ollie to hang out with them." She turns her attention to the pink-haired girl. "And since I would be alone without my toquinha, I thought: why not?" She shrugs.

Janet is a little worried about asking this question, but she needs to know. "What exactly did my sister said to you?"

Mina arches an eyebrow. "Do you want me to say the exact same words she said to me?" Despite her confused expression, Janet can hear a small teasing in her tone while she smirks, which can't be a good sign.

The shorter girl swallows dryly. "Yes."

Mina's smirk gets wider. She leans on the arm of the couch. "Well, here's what she said to me." She clears her throat. "My big sister is having those days where she starts bleeding down there." She points between her legs. "And insists she doesn't need anyone to take care of her, even though she's in pain. Here's a secret: she'll never admit it, but she's a bit clumsy. The last time she was home alone, she ended up breaking her arm! I wanted to stay home to take care of her, but she wouldn't let me because she thinks I'm not capable. Since you're older, could you take care of her, please?" She says in a high-pitched voice, in a feeble attempt to mimic Bonnie's voice.

If it were possible to spontaneously combust from sheer embarrassment, Janet would have already turned into ashes. Her face was redder than the sash on Mina's pants; if this were a cartoon, the dancer is sure the acrobat's face would be releasing steam too.

The dark-haired girl chuckles at her own train of thought. Deciding to take pity on the teenager, she changes the subject. "I brought some snacks, do you want any?" She points to the box on the table behind her with her thumb.

"Y-yes." Her face is still red as hell.

The two spent time together sitting on the couch eating savory snacks like coxinha, cheese balls, and kibbeh, and drinking guaraná while watching movies on the living room TV and chatting about anything. At least Janet's wish of having someone to keep her company was fulfilled.

But unfortunately, she's reminded of why she's home in the first place. A sharp, agonizing pain slices through her belly as if several needles were piercing her abdomen and uterus. She puts a hand on her stomach and bends over a little, hunching her shoulders inward and shivering. Janet can't even stop the whimper of pain that escapes her throat even as she grits her teeth.

Mina looks at her worriedly. "You good?"

"I would like to say yes." She hisses as another wave of pain shakes her core. "But no, I'm not."

"Are your cramps usually this bad?"

"Most of the time yes, some days are worse than others." She adjusts her posture, no longer hunched forward, but instead leans against the sofa cushion, leaning her head back and staring at the ceiling. She still keeps her hand resting on her abdomen as if that will help ease the pain. "But today they're much worse than normal." She grimaces.

The two are silent for a moment. Mina knows a way to help Janet with her cramps, but she needs to think about how to say it without scaring or disgusting the teenager.

"I know something that will help you." This catches Janet's attention, and she stops looking at the ceiling to stare at the B-girl. Mina continues, but in a more direct manner. "In this case, that something is orgasm."

The pink-haired girl doesn't react, just has a blank look as if her brain hasn't processed this information yet. But after four seconds, her expression quickly changes to one of shock, embarrassment, and fear.

"W-what?" Janet wonders if she actually heard right.

"Didn't you know that?"

"No!" She's flabbergasted at the possibility of this. "How can an orgasm relieve my cramps?"

"Because when you have an orgasm, your body releases some hormones whose names I've forgotten. But the release of these hormones relieves cramping pain. Anyway, Google will definitely give you a better explanation than my half-assed explanation." She gestures lazily to Janet's phone on the table. She rests her arm on the sofa cushion and tilts her head slightly to the side in a relaxed pose. She gives a small, smug smile. "Are you going to tell me you've never masturbated?"

"Of course I've masturbated a few times!" Amazingly, the teenager was less embarrassed than Mina expected her to be. But her cheeks remained rosy.

"So what's the problem with doing this now?"

"I–" She pauses and takes a deep breath. "But it's because there's blood...and it's weird for me to masturbate while I'm... like this." She gestures to her body, wincing a little as she feels another twinge.

"So you're disgusted by blood, I should've expected that." She says in a mocking tone.

Janet frowns at the dancer, not liking being teased about it. "And have you ever masturbated while you were menstruating?" She makes her own mocking tone, trying to imitate Mina's provocativeness and return the favor. She expected the dark-haired girl to say no, however–

"Yes, obviously." The casualness with which she says this takes the teenager by surprise.

"Wait– what..."

Mina chuckles. "I thought this was obvious, where do you think I got this information from? Do cu?"

Janet has no idea what those last two words mean, but judging by the way the taller girl said it, it must be some kind of insult. But the dancer has a point. Janet should have connected the dots; Mina has surely experienced this form of relief before. The teenager feels foolish now.

An awkward silence falls over them, each uncomfortable with their own internal conflicts. On one hand, Janet is still suffering from cramps, while at the same time, she's embarrassed by the conversation they'd just had. On the other hand, Mina is trying to deal with a completely different problem: the smell of blood. She's not disgusted by the smell; quite the opposite, she's drawn to it, like a bee drawn to the sweet scent of flower pollen. Mina has always had conflicting feelings about blood; when she got into fights, she always got a sadistic satisfaction from watching her opponents bleed, not to mention the strangely good taste of blood on her tongue. Since the day she came into contact with the gems, her senses have heightened tenfold, which is why she can smell blood even when she's not face-first between Janet's legs. She should find this strange, but then again, she's in Starr Park; weirdness and oddities are common here, and considering she can now create tornadoes and gusts of wind just with her capoeira and breakdancing moves, this is almost normal. But the way she's turned on by the smell of the teenager's blood is almost surreal. Almost.

The dark-haired girl's mind is becoming clouded with increasingly dirty thoughts and an almost uncontrollable desire to drink Janet's blood through her vulva. It is these thoughts that drive her to speak.

"If you want, I can help you with that." She points to the spot between Janet's legs.

This time it only takes two seconds for the pink-haired girl to understand Mina's intentions. "You mean by... you t-touching me?" She practically chokes on the last words, her face starts to turn red again.

"Only if you want." She looks at Janet with a soft gaze. "After all, there are other ways to relieve cramps, such as taking a hot bath, placing a heating pad on your abdomen, or taking some medicine if you don't have a heating pad." In fact, the dancer will be a little disappointed if the acrobat doesn't accept. But Janet doesn't need to know that.

The teenager in question is having doubts; her cramps have been really bad this month, and she just wants them to end. Even though she finds it a bit gross that Mina is willing to touch her even though she's on her period, she's not completely against the idea. Truth be told, she's curious to try it, but she's afraid it might be painful in some way, or worse, if Stu or even Bonnie find out. She looks at the clock on the wall; Stu won't be back for another seven hours, and Bonnie, well, she doesn't know what her little sister is up to, but if she's with her friends and considering she was the one who asked the taller girl to take care of the acrobat, then she won't be back anytime soon either. But what really made her decide was another wave of particularly sharp pain tearing through her uterus.

She takes a deep breath and speaks with conviction. "I want it."

Mina perks up at this. "For real?" She tries her best to hide how excited this makes her, but her smile gives her away a little.

"Yes." She looks away a little embarrassed. "Well, I've never had sex with anyone, so I..." She gulps. "I'm just a little afraid."

Mina reaches out to hold Janet's hand, wrapping it perfectly between her two hands that are slightly larger than Janet's, making the acrobat look at her. "I understand, so I'll go easy on you." This was supposed to be comforting, but it ended up having the opposite effect, leaving Janet a little worried, but these words also made a feeling of heat run down between her legs. The B-girl complements. "No need to worry about feeling pain, I'll make your cramps disappear." She lets go of Janet's hands. The dancer wraps one of her arms around Janet's shoulders, giving her a side hug. "My fingers are capable of doing magic." And my tongue too. "I'll make you feel like you're in heaven." With her other hand she makes a finger gun and points it at the shorter girl.

Once again, Mina triggers another slight wave of arousal in Janet's pussy. But she tries to play it cool. "That's a pretty ambitious promise, don't you think?" The teenager tries to make a provocative smirk, she manages to do so despite the intense redness on her cheeks and the slight tremble on her lips.

"Tampinha." She says in a low, seductive tone, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips and her brown eyes shining with lust. Although the acrobat doesn't know what that word means, Mina's voice and gaze alone are enough to stir Janet's already restless hormones. "Don't you dare doubt my abilities. I always keep my promises." The dancer brings her face closer to Janet's, she stops a few inches away, enough for the teenager to feel Mina's breath on her face, but far enough to make Janet itch to close the little space between them.

Mina is very close, if Janet leans in a little more, their lips will connect. The teenager has always thought the dancer was hot, and now with her hormones raging, she can't help but desire her even more.

Just as the acrobat was about to do so, she felt another sharp pain, making her flinch and recoil a little. Then Mina pulled away from her.

"I think that's enough talk. Time to get down to business." The B-girl continues with her signature grin, which only gets wider with her next words. "Where would you rather do this? Here or in your room? Because I can guarantee things will get pretty messy." Her tone of voice is suggestive and teasing and to emphasize her words she rests her hand on Janet's inner thigh.

The teenager feels her body shiver with the dancer's words and touch, her face turns red, but she can't deny that she is excited by it.

"In my room. Because if not, it will be difficult to clean the couch later." Janet gets up from the couch with some difficulty because of the pain in her abdomen. She starts walking towards her room, but she only manages to take two steps before her feet are lifted off the floor. She lets out a surprised yelp and looks at the person responsible for this.

Mina is holding her bridal style with a big smug smile on her face. "I'd ask you to buy me a snack before taking me to your bed, but I think we can skip that step." She makes the joke as she starts walking up the stairs carrying Janet as if she weighed nothing.

"Hey! You know I can like– a thousand percent walk on my own, right?!" The acrobat wraps her arms around Mina's shoulders for a little more balance. Her cheeks are flushed, but she's more surprised than embarrassed.

"Nah, I don't know if I know that, rosada." She says in a mocking tone. Teasing Janet must be one of her favorite hobbies.

"I may be in pain, but I'm not crippled. Put me down!" Janet would never admit it out loud, but she enjoys Mina's teasing. She also enjoys being carried by the dancer, but she doesn't like being treated as if she's incapable of doing anything even though she's in pain.

The taller girl had to hold her tongue to keep from saying something like, "I might cripple you." Or, "I'm about to cripple you." She decided to make a less harsh joke.

"Look, as far as I know, I'm only here because your sister said you're very clumsy, and that you were able to break your arm when you were normal, and that now that you have cramps you need someone to take care of you." The dancer stops in front of the acrobat's bedroom door. Once again, she leans her face close to Janet's, stopping just inches away to torment the poor teenager, her wry smile never leaving her face.

"But I didn't– Ugh! Can't you just forget what my sister told you?" She says annoyed.

Mina pulls away from Janet's face, still grinning. "No." She shifts the acrobat's weight in her arms so she can free one of her hands and place it on the doorknob to open the door. The dancer steps into the room and uses her ankle to close the door behind her.

Granting Janet's wish, Mina crouches down to put her down. The dark-haired girl goes to the teenager's bunk bed and takes her blue comforter and begins folding it.

Janet arches an eyebrow. "What are you doing?"

"Just tidying up a comfortable spot." She places the duvet in the middle of the bed, up to the pillow. It's not fully folded, just enough to create a small layer of thickness. Mina steps out of the way and shows the acrobat her handiwork. "This will prevent blood from staining your mattress. At most, a drop or two might land on the sheets."

Janet is stunned, she didn't expect the dancer to take such care in worrying about whether they would stain the pink-haired girl's mattress.

"Okay...uh... Thanks for thinking about this." She scratches the back of her neck. Now that they're here, the teenager is unsure of what to do next.

Realizing this, Mina sits on the edge of the bed, smiles and pats the spot where she placed the duvet. "Come here. I don't bite. Not too hard at least." Her grin turns malicious.

The acrobat takes a deep breath and approaches, sitting on the edge of the bed and then adjusting herself to sit cross-legged on the comforter the dancer has arranged. She looks at Mina, waiting for what she will say or do next.

"Great, now just lie down and spread your legs for me."

Janet blushes and does just that. Now lying on her back with her legs spread, she watches as the taller girl positions herself between her legs and climbs on top of her, once again face to face with the teenager.

"Before we begin our session, I need to know if you are comfortable with other types of physical touch, such as kissing, hickeys, and biting." She takes a loose strand of pink hair, twirls it between her fingers, and tucks it behind Janet's ear.

"I-I'm ok with that, just don't leave marks or it'll be hard to hide them."

The dancer smirks and cups Janet's cheek. "Since I have your consent." She leans in and finally seals her lips with the acrobat's.

The pink-haired girl makes a surprised noise, but soon returns the kiss. She wraps her arms around the dancer's neck and lets herself be carried away by the sensations. The kiss starts slow and calm, but after Janet returns it, Mina sees this as a sign to heat things up. She presses her knee into the acrobat's covered pussy. Janet moans, and the dark-haired girl takes advantage to stick her tongue in the teenager's mouth. From then on, the kiss begins to get rougher and more intense, until Janet begins to tug at Mina's shirt, trying to indicate that she is starting to run out of air. Luckily, the dancer understands the warning and pulls away. The two begin to pant, the string of saliva still connecting their mouths breaking quickly under their harsh movements.

Mina gives the acrobat a few seconds to recover, then stops to take a look at the other girl's condition. Her pink hair is messy with a few stray strands sticking out of her ponytail, her cheeks are flushed, her eyes closed as she catches her breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each gasp, one of her arms has fallen and is now resting on her chest, while the other still holds tightly to the sleeve of her shirt, as if the teenager is afraid Mina will disappear. Cute. With so little, and she's already ruined, the dancer wonders how she'll hold out until the end of the session. If she'll even make it through.

With this in mind, she approaches Janet's neck and distributes light kisses and nibbles, without leaving marks, just as she asked. The shorter girl whimpers at the attention her neck is receiving, but also because of the lack of stimulation in her pussy, the pressure from Mina's knee alone isn't enough. The small jolts of pleasure she felt were able to numb some of her pain, but it's still not enough. The teenager needs more. Janet rolls her hips to grind her pussy against the dancer's knee, hoping for more friction.

She hears the B-girl chuckle in her ear. "Heh, someone's needy."

Janet groans in frustration at the dark-haired girl's teasing. "Stop teasing and just do it already!"

Mina's smirk just gets wider. "Do what exactly?" She arches an eyebrow.

Here we go again

The acrobat frowns. "You know exactly what it is."

"No, I don't think that I do." Mina places her hand on the acrobat's stomach, holding her in place. "Why don't you enlighten me?" She presses her knee a little harder against Janet's pussy, making her whine softly.

Now that the dancer's hand is holding her firmly in place, Janet can't rub herself against her knee. All that's left is for her to say what Mina wants to hear.

"C-can you touch me, please?" She whispers ashamedly.

"But I'm already touching you." She says with a faux innocent tone, massaging Janet's abdomen lightly with her fingers. But to add the final nail in the coffin, she moves her thumb down to her pelvis, stopping a few inches before she can actually touch the acrobat's vagina. "If you ask me nicely for exactly what you want. Maybe, just maybe I can give it to you." She says in a low, seductive voice in the pink-haired girl's ear. Like a forbidden, dirty whisper that should not be spoken aloud to other beings.

Janet is very embarrassed about what she is about to say, but her cramps are horrible, so to get them over with, she is willing to swallow her pride.

"Please... touch me, m-make me c-cum." She almost chokes on the last word. But apparently this request satisfied the dancer.

Mina smiles from ear to ear. "Good girl."

Oh boy. Janet never imagined that two little words could have such a profound impact on her. She feels her pussy grow wetter, and not just because of the blood. She whines pathetically because of it, and this reaction doesn't go unnoticed by Mina's keen eyes, ears, and even nose. She decides to save this information to use later.

Mina holds the hem of Janet's shorts, and the teenager helps her by lifting her hips so the dancer can easily remove them. Which she does, and she takes the opportunity to remove her panties as well. The B-girl discards them by throwing them on the floor near the bed.

Janet shivers as she feels her vagina meet the cool air of the room. The mixture of blood and the arousal fluids her pussy produces doesn't help the sensation either. Curiosity gets the better of her, and the acrobat looks at the mess between her legs. She also has some pubic hair, as she hasn't shaved recently, making her feel self-conscious about her condition.

Mina's nose is assaulted by the scent of blood and arousal emanating from Janet's vulva, her pupils dilate, and her mouth begins to water. She can't wait to shove her face between the pink-haired girl's legs and drink her forbidden juices. But not now; she wants this moment to last for a while, so she has to take it slow so as not to exhaust the acrobat too soon.

She grabs the hem of the teenager's nightgown and lifts it slightly just to get it out of the way. She removes the green bands from her wrists, leaves them on the nightstand next to the bed and rolls up her sleeves just to make sure they don't get dirty. The dark-haired girl runs her fingers over Janet's abdomen, watching it twitch under her touch. Mina slides her fingers down until they touch Janet's folds. The acrobat moans, finally feeling some stimulation in her intimate area. The dancer begins rubbing her fingers between her entrance and her clitoris, coating her fingers with blood and fluids. She also strokes some strands of hair on the acrobat's pussy, finding it cute that even those are pink just like the strands on her head.

"God, you're gorgeous." She whispers with a tone of adoration Janet has never heard from the dancer before.

Janet bites her lip to try to keep the moan from escaping her throat, but a soft whimper can still be heard. She feels a heat build in her lower abdomen, causing more fluids to leak from her pussy. Damn, she feels so wet right now, and that's because Mina hasn't even penetrated her with her fingers yet. Unable to bear this torture any longer, she lifts her hips to grind against the dancer's fingers and try to thrust them inside her. But the taller girl uses her other hand to hold her against the mattress, preventing her from moving.

"Nah ah ah." She shakes her head from side to side as if she were scolding a child. "This is not how you ask for something." The dark-haired girl smirks mischievously, but doesn't stop rubbing the acrobat's folds, always threatening to penetrate her entrance only to then pull her fingers away.

"Mina... ah... seriously?" She grimaces in frustration and also in an effort not to moan so loudly due to the stimuli on her clit.

"I want to heeeaaar." She drawls the last word in a singsong voice. "Come on, use your words, gatinha." She presses her thumb a little harder on Janet's clit, making her let out a surprised moan.

"P-please put– ah... y-your fingers inside me, I need it... ah please f-fuck me." Her face heats up, but at this point she doesn't care how embarrassing this is anymore.

"See? It's not that difficult." Mina places her index finger inside the moist walls of the acrobat's vagina, making her moan softly. She leans her head down until she's close to Janet's ear and whispers. "Good girl."

Upon hearing this, Janet moans loudly, her pussy walls clench around Mina's finger, releasing more fluids, and her hands grip the bed sheets tightly. If the dancer had any doubts that the teenager has a praise kink, those doubts are dispelled, and she's sure to exploit this new information. Taking advantage of Janet's wetness, Mina inserts her middle finger as well.

The B-girl begins a slow rhythm of thrusts, just to get Janet used to her fingers and also to loosen the virgin space of her vagina. The dancer's own cunt begins to get wet, which makes her squeeze her thighs together for some friction.

Even at a moment like this, the dark-haired girl can't help but tease. "Your pussy is so tight I'm starting to doubt if you've even masturbated before." She moves her fingers deeper, trying to find the pink-haired girl's g-spot.

Janet frowns. "Are you really going to make that kind of joke n–AH!" Her sentence is cut off by a high-pitched moan as she feels one of the dancer's fingers hit a very sensitive part of her vagina, sending waves of pleasure throughout her insides and core.

Mina smirks. "Achei." She says to herself since Janet can't understand. She adjusts her posture to stop hunching over Janet. She turns her attention back to the teenager. "What were you saying? I couldn't hear over the screams." She sneers.

She hits the acrobat's g-spot again, but with a little more force, making Janet cover her mouth with both hands to muffle her moans.

Mina sees this as a challenge, so she starts thrusting her fingers at a faster, rougher pace, making sure to hit Janet's g-spot to make her scream. And she succeeds, seeing as the teenager's hands are doing a poor job of muffling her noises, no matter how hard she tries.

The dark-haired girl has always loved Janet's voice, whether it's on stage singing one of her songs, performing in an acrobatics show, or in normal, everyday situations where they're just chatting. But now? Janet's moans must be the most beautiful thing she's heard today. The dancer wishes she could record those sounds so she could masturbate to them later, but she doesn't want to stop everything she's doing to grab her phone, which she left on the living room couch. Maybe another day.

The B-girl decides it's a good time to use her wild card and take advantage of Janet's penchant for compliments. She bends down to get a little closer to the teenager's face.

"I don't think I say this enough, but your voice is absolutely beautiful." She says softly, the words dripping from her mouth like honey. "Your voice must have been blessed by an angel, it is so divine."

By the way the acrobat's vaginal walls squeeze the dancer's fingers and by the way she's shaking, her orgasm must be close. So Mina just keeps going. "You are an exceptional singer, and definitely much better than Melodie." In addition to increasing the pace of her thrusts, she also uses her thumb to caress Janet's neglected clitoris. "And don't get me started on your acrobatics, which are incredible and flawless, you masterfully capture the audience's attention every time you appear on stage." Mina starts planting kisses on Janet's neck.

The acrobat feels like she's about to explode, her insides are on fire, the knot that has formed in her abdomen creates an almost unbearable pressure, she feels her pussy leaking both blood and fluids of arousal, all these compliments Mina gives her are making her so turned on, to a level she didn't even know was possible. Her brain is becoming clouded and she can't think of anything other than the dancer and the pleasure she's causing her. She barely notices the moment Mina uses her other hand to remove the teenager's hands from her mouth, making her moan freely. But her brain ends up processing the dark-haired girl's next words very well.

"You look so pretty like this, underneath me and taking my fingers so well like a good girl." And that was the last straw, Janet came. Hard.

The teenager has never had an orgasm as intense as this one. Her entire body trembles and spasms. The guttural moan that leaves her mouth is a sound she never thought she could produce. She feels her body relax after the high of her orgasm ends, and finally, the pain of her cramps subsides. Mina removes her fingers from her and observes how they are soaked in blood and cum. The smell is now much more prominent than before, practically permeating the dancer's every sense. She tears her eyes from her fingers to look at the acrobat, who looks much more wrecked, panting for breath, with her eyes closed.

Looking back at her fingers, this time she doesn't hesitate to put them in her mouth. The B-girl's pupils dilate the instant the contents of her fingers make contact with her taste buds. Many would think that the metallic taste of blood mixed with the slightly salty taste of vaginal lubrication would not be something arousing or enjoyable, but for Mina it is like eating her favorite fruit. She licks all the blood and cum off them like she's been starving, cleaning them completely.

At first, she was going to tease the acrobat because she liked being called a good girl, but now that she's tasted Janet, all she can think about is getting more of it. Mina looks at the mess of blood and juices between the teenager's legs. She looks at her face and sees that she still has her eyes closed, recovering. Without thinking twice, she spreads Janet's legs a little wider and lowers herself until her face is facing her vulva and, without wasting time, begins to lick her.

Janet was still trying to recover from what had just happened. Her head was in the clouds, and she didn't even register the moment Mina spread her legs and her light breath made contact with her pussy. The acrobat only realized it when she felt something wet and warm brushing against her entrance. She let out a surprised cry that soon cuts to a moan when the dancer gives a long lick from her entrance to her clit. She looks down at her legs to see Mina's head between them, and their eyes meet. Janet shivers at the intensity of the dancer's gaze. Her pupils had expanded so much that they almost completely covered the brown of her eyes, and the intense hunger that could be seen in them was intimidating.

"H-hey! You can't eat me out... n-not while I'm– WOAH!" But the warning fell on deaf ears. Mina just continued administering her licks, intent on cleaning up every drop.

The dancer licks all the blood and cum from Janet's folds without missing a single drop, until she reaches the source. She thrusts her tongue into the acrobat's cunt. Mina moans along with her as she tastes the blood and fluids from her hot, wet walls. She begins a relentless rhythm of thrusts as she explores Janet's vagina, determined to suck it dry.

The teenager's pussy is still sensitive from her last orgasm, and now with her bundle of nerves being stimulated again, she feels on fire, and a knot forms in her abdomen once again. She leans her head back into her pillow, feeling overwhelmed by the newest waves of pleasure consuming her. She tries to close her legs when she feels it's too much, but the dancer doesn't allow it. And almost as a form of retaliation for the shorter girl trying to close her legs, Mina parts her legs even further, exposing her vagina completely.

The acrobat can feel her orgasm approaching again. She tries to warn Mina, but all she can manage is mumbling nonsense and moaning the dancer's name. Luckily, the taller girl can sense the other's orgasm approaching, so she doubles her efforts and thrusts to bring the teenager to her limit. She removes one of her hands from Janet's thigh to caress her clitoris. The acrobat sobs, and her eyes begin to water with the assault of sensations throughout her body. Her body trembles and spasms until she finally releases the pressure in her abdomen in another intense and mind-blowingly orgasm.

Mina swallows it all with pleasure, not wasting a single drop. She laps away all the contents that leak from Janet's pussy, removing all the red blood, leaving only the pink of the acrobat's abused and swollen cunt, the same shade of pink her cheeks turn when embarrassed. The dancer could admire this sight forever, but after a few seconds she removes her hand that was still holding Janet's leg and moves away from her pussy, straightening her spine to admire her from above. Her hair is wild, with several loose strands and some sticking to her forehead from sweat. She is breathing raggedly and trembling heavily, her cheeks flushed the same shade of pink that adorns her vulva.

Now that Mina is no longer under the influence of her bloodlust, the heat between her legs has become almost impossible to ignore. She considers her options: she can masturbate right now to the ruined vision of Janet, she can ask Janet to fuck her, or, her wildest option yet, she can climb on top of the acrobat and grind their pussies together until the dancer cums. Apparently, the dark-haired girl has been staring silently at the teenager for too long, because the pink-haired girl opens her eyes to look at her and sees her mouth and even her nose covered in blood, making her gasp in surprise.

This catches the attention of the dancer who looks at the acrobat and raises a questioning eyebrow. "What?"

Janet stutters. "I-it looks like you just killed and ate a person!"

Mina realizes that she did indeed forget to clean her face. But she gives the teenager a mischievous smile. "But in one sense of the word, I just did it." She uses her index finger to collect some of the blood on her cheek and put it in her mouth, without taking her eyes off the shorter girl.

The acrobat should be grossed out by this, but this was oddly hot.

Janet blushes furiously and with as much energy as she can muster, she gives the B-girl a light kick in the leg. "You perv!"

The dancer giggles. She wipes away any excess blood with the back of her hand and licks the rest until her face is clean. "Speaking of perverted, you kind of got me pretty turned on here." She grabs the hem of her pants and pulls them down just enough to show her gray panties and the clear wet spot on them. "Would you like to help me with this?"

Janet swallows hard. She'd like to help, but she's exhausted and barely has the energy to move properly. Not to mention that Mina is quite experienced and has truly managed to make the teenager feel like she's in heaven, while Janet has no experience with this; she's afraid she won't be able to meet the dancer's expectations. But she doesn't want to say no to the taller girl.

"Ok, what do I need to do?" She has no idea where to start, so it's best to ask someone who knows for directions.

"That's the best part, you don't have to do anything." She removes her pants and panties, adjusting her posture to slide them off her ankles and toss them on the floor beside the bed along with Janet's clothes, the tambourine rattling as it hits the floor. She climbs on top of the acrobat and spreads her legs, placing them on either side of the teenager's waist, revealing her glistening folds that hover over Janet's pussy. Unlike Janet's, Mina's vagina is almost hairless, only visible by close inspection. "You lie there quietly like a good girl while I do all the work." As she finishes her sentence, she lowers her hips, making her cunt collide with Janet's.

The two moan simultaneously as they feel the friction between their pussies. Mina starts with a slow rhythm, rolling her hips, simply enjoying the stimulation of her clitoris as well as the beautiful noises that come from the acrobat's lips. Their fluids mix, making it easier for the dancer to rub herself against the teenager, without any resistance or discomfort.

"Porra." She curses under her breath. Even though the feeling is wonderful, it's still not enough for the taller girl, and she fears that she will end up breaking her promise not to be too hard on the acrobat. "Do you...hmm mind if I go faster?" She hisses trying to control her groans.

"P-please... ah go faster..." Janet whimpers softly.

And so Mina does, she pulls her hips apart and as quickly as their pussies separate, they connect again, their collision causing a wet, obscene noise to reverberate through the room, along with the moans of both girls. The dancer begins to thrust her hips mercilessly, connecting her clit with Janet's with such force that it makes both of them tremble.

Janet grips the sheets tightly as she endures Mina's thrusts, sometimes even lifting her own hips to meet the dancer's thrusts. And once again, she approaches another orgasm.

As if the dancer had some kind of sensor, she approaches Janet's ear without stopping her rhythm of thrusts, and whispers. "Cum for me, cutie. Like the good girl you are."

Janet obeys and cums with a loud moan. But Mina doesn't stop her movements for even a moment; she's after her own release, but it won't come anytime soon. So she decides to change positions a bit. She gets off the acrobat and switches her legs so they're between Janet's instead of beside her hips. She decides to put the teenager's flexibility to good use and spreads her legs as wide as they can go. The dancer also opens her own legs, exposing her pussy as well as Janet's, and also to prevent the acrobat from trying to close her legs. Without further ado, she begins a new rhythm of faster and harsher thrusts, intent on achieving her own pleasure.

Janet's brain had turned to mush, unable to think of anything but the dark-haired girl and the jolts of pleasure she caused every time their pussies collided. The acrobat could only moan the taller girl's name, sobbing as tears of pleasure streamed down her face as Mina used the teenager as a sex toy to get herself off. And the thought of being nothing more than a toy for the dancer almost made Janet cum again.

Mina doesn't know how much time has passed since she started grinding mercilessly against the pink-haired girl. Her head was cloudy, and all she could think about was her orgasm. Despite this, she's almost certain Janet must have come at least twice more. But finally, she feels her orgasm approaching, causing her to increase the pace of her movements and lean further over the acrobat.

"I'm c-close... grrr... just a...hmm little m-more." She says with difficulty between her grunts and moans.

After two more thrusts between the girls' clitorises, Mina comes undone on top of Janet, letting out a loud moan. The teenager didn't expect to still have fluids inside her ready to be released, but she feels a small squirt escape her pussy. It wasn't as intense as the others, but it still left her trembling. After the dancer's climax has passed, she lies on top of Janet without putting too much of her weight on her. The two remain like that for a few minutes, panting and recovering.

"You okay?" Mina asks turning her face to look at the acrobat. The dancer uses her index finger to wipe away her tears.

Janet takes a few deep breaths before she can speak. "Yeah, just... exhausted and dizzy."

"At least I managed to make you feel like you're in heaven, right? Your cramps aren't bothering you anymore, are they?" She returns with her usual provocations.

Janet sighs, not even having the energy to feel irritated by Mina's antics. The teenager has never felt so much pleasure in her life; her fingers could never do what the dancer did, and to be quite honest, she even forgot that what started it all was her cramps.

"Yes, you did it. My cramps are completely gone now." She smiles gratefully at the dark-haired girl.

Mina returns with a soft smile. "Glad to hear this." She ponders for a moment and then says. "I want to kiss you right now, but my mouth still tastes like blood and that would probably make you puke."

Janet flinches at the dancer's words, not expecting her to say something like that. But she giggles and then scoffs. "Thank goodness you know this."

The two laugh and then fall silent just enjoying each other's company.

After a while in this same position, Janet starts playing with Mina's braids, and she lets her. The dancer shifts a bit, feeling the gooey sensation between her legs. This makes her stand up to inspect the mess. And well, the situation looks like a crime scene. Both Janet's and her vaginas are covered in dried blood and cum, as well as staining their thighs and legs. The blue comforter, which Mina had folded to prevent the blood from seeping through the sheets onto the mattress, now has a large bloodstain in the middle, turning it purple. Looking around, the dancer can see that there are a few drops of blood staining some parts of the sheets, just proving how rough she was in the heat of the moment.

The acrobat also looks where the B-girl is looking and she chokes on her own saliva seeing the mess. Oh my gosh, it looks like someone died there.

Mina clicks her tongue. "Well, we should get cleaned up, can you stand on your own?" She says as she gets up from the bed.

Janet frowns. "Of course I can." She pushes herself up to sit on the bed, every muscle in her body protesting the action. With some effort, she reaches the edge of the bed and stands. Her legs wobble, but she manages to stay upright by holding on to the bunk bed ladder. She tries to take a step forward to go to the bathroom, but her footing falters and she stumbles with a yell. But before she can fall to the floor, Mina catches her.

The dancer chuckles. "Just as I thought." She holds the shorter girl's legs and back and lifts her up to hold her bridal style again. "I really managed to cripple you."

Janet blushes. "Did you really need to make that joke?"

"Of course." Mina carries the acrobat to the bathroom. Halfway there, she gives Janet a mischievous grin. "Look on the bright side, at least I don't have a dick or a strap-on, because if I did you wouldn't be able to walk for a few days."

The teenager lets out an embarrassed squeak and hides her face in the crook of the taller girl's neck. Making Mina giggle.

Arriving in the bathroom, Mina begins filling the bathtub with hot water. She places Janet on the floor and helps her remove her nightgown and top. With the bathtub full, she picks up the acrobat again and places her inside.

The dark-haired girl walks towards the door and stops in the doorway. "I'll change your sheets and make your bed. When you're ready, call me and I'll bring you a towel, new clothes, and a sanitary pad. After that, I'll use your bathroom to clean up, okay?"

Janet's heart warms as she sees the dancer's care for her. She smiles softly. "Okay. Thank you for everyting."

Mina's pupils dilate like a cat's and she smiles back. "You're welcome." With that she leaves and closes the door behind her.

After the two have cleaned up and changed the sheets properly, they now find themselves in Janet's room watching a movie on Mina's phone. The movie is "The Emperor's New Groove," but in Portuguese because Mina insisted that the Portuguese dub is funnier than the English one. The acrobat can't understand anything in the Portuguese dub, but at least she can guide herself by the subtitles and what she remembers of the movie.

The two are lying on their stomachs watching the movie, but the pink-haired girl is almost asleep, her eyes half-closed and her mind unfocused as she rests her head on the pillow, covering her mouth. Noticing this, Mina pauses the movie and asks. "Do you want to stop watching so you can rest?"

"Yes." She turns her head to look at the dancer. "Is that okay with you?"

"Of course, I'll continue watching the movie with my earbuds on." She takes a small box from her pants pocket, which, upon opening, reveals two wireless earbuds inside. She puts them in her ears. "You can snore all you want and you won't bother me." She mocks.

The teenager simply sticks her tongue out at her and then closes her eyes to sleep. She feels completely exhausted and drained of energy. It's amazing how all she did was lie there while Mina fucked her in every possible way, yet she still feels more tired than when she leaves the stunt show. Meanwhile, Mina, who put in all the effort during sex, seems completely normal, as if nothing had happened. The last thing the acrobat thinks before falling asleep is that maybe the dark-haired girl just has a large stamina reserve.

The dancer watches lovingly as the teenager falls asleep; she's so cute when she's sleeping peacefully without the pain disturbing her. Mina reaches out and begins to stroke Janet's hair, which the acrobat feels and gives a small smile in her sleep. The taller girl smiles back, until she begins to feel a vibration coming from her chest that makes her startle slightly.

"Pera aí." Her hand stops stroking Janet's hair, freezing completely. "Eu consigo ronronar?!" She screams startled, making the acrobat stir and wake up.

"Why are you shouting?" She mumbles in a sleepy voice with her eyes half open.

"Nada não!" She clears her throat. "I mean, it's nothing. Just go back to sleep, you need to rest." She says softly and returns with her caresses in the teenager's hair.

Janet mumbles a little suspiciously, but goes back to sleep again.

Mina sighs in relief. And go back to watching the movie.

Now that was really weird.