"If you want her to spend that much money here, you should let her do a taste test"

The two women look back at me, and Regina is smiling like an idiot now. Not that I blame her, things were about to get fun around here. Clara scratched her chin a few times before nodding.

"That makes sense, honestly. We always have a batch or two that's not up to commercial standard that we tend to take home or donate. No skin off my nose if tasting some of that will make her choose quicker." She looked at Regina. "Give me a minute, I'll take the first pots I can find" She then walked to the back.

"We're going to-"

"Yes" I answer before she can even finish the question.

"You're the best." She tells me with a smile as she leans over the counter and thumps a foot on the ground in excitement.

I can't hold my laugh at that. "Why am I the best?"

"You're making things a lot more fun for me that any ringmaster has done in a long time." She answers sincerely before turning her head around to kiss my cheek. "Thanks for that, you're sweet."

I return the favor by kissing her cheek. "No problem, I'm just a cool person like that." We both laugh before Clara returns with some ice cream for us to taste.

"Alright girls, let's see what Regi likes." She says as she opens a container, and it makes me wonder if I had only called Regina like that in front of Clara or if I had said her name. One would think that years of public performances and now gaining supernatural powers would prevent someone from having self doubts about dumb little details like that, but fuck me I guess.

Clara scoops up some chocolate ice cream with a spoon and I stop her with an open hand. "Wait, I know better than to let this dummy take her time swallowing stuff. She's slow as fuck doing that too." I press a finger against the ice cream that's on the spoon, and then I rub the finger across Clara's cheek. "We're gonna make a simple, one lick test. Clara, you don't mind me making sure we're out of here quicker, do you?"

She shakes her head and I resist the urge to pop off at my plan working as intended. To my surprise, Regina then also dips her finger and rubs it across Clara's other cheek. "Well, sure, we want to do this quick but she also wants me as I client. You know that talking stuff out with you makes me make my mind quicker on if I like it or not. This is fine Clara, right?"

She seems a little more hesitant, because while it wasn't my order it was essentially the same thing that she had just agreed to, but she nods the instant I repeat the question. I pinch Regi's ass so she can see my thumbs up when she looks down. Her improvising just made this thing better for me.

"Alright then, Regina, do you want to go first or should we lick the ice cream off our really helpful friend Clara's face at the same time?" It's a little cheesy but I want to make sure our little ginger toy feels as comfortable as possible with this totally normal experience.

"I think we should do it at the same time, you know, seems more scientific that way." She says offhandedly, ready to stop waiting.

I nod, and then we both lick that beautiful face of hers. We both took advantage of the situation to lick more than just the part that was covered by the frozen treat (which, by the way, tasted really good in a non-erotic way). Just by touch I could feel that this was heating up our cute friend.

We spent a few seconds talking about the actual ice cream, giving compliments and saying it was amazing that even something that was so good wasn't up to the standards Clara had, throwing a few compliments her way over how much of a great professional she was and stuff like that.

"Well, time to for the second one, right?"

With every new lick, not only we started licking lower and lower, but we also lowered where in Clara's body we would rub the ice cream. We were doing it on her neck by the fourth one, and on the top of her chest by the sixth. I had taken the liberty to make it so Clara never actually bothered to use certain buttons as soon as they would present an inconvenience to our tasting of the ginger, and to make it so that she had conveniently forgotten to wear a bra today and she would magically not notice until bedtime.

I also grew her boobs slightly, not wanting to cause much trouble for my friend in case that didn't make it so her bras had always been bigger to compensate, but I'm pretty sure I'm not going to be that mindful when I start doing that stuff to strangers. Hope my powers are developed enough by that point that the necessary side changes happen automatically, or that I have a way to profit off the sale of bigger sized bras by that point. Either one would be good by me.

Both the amount of pots and my restrain at not abusing my powers too much (for now) make us stop just above her navel. All that Clara's showing us is some inner side-boob, and I feel like that's the most I can push it without breaking the 'not changing who a person fundamentally is' rule that's limiting me temporarily. Still, we take a few selfies of us licking Clara, along with two normal ones (one before and the other after I fix up her shirt so it's back like how we found it).

I honestly thought we were cutting pretty close to the wire by now, but it's still more than another half hour before Clara's uncle would arrive. Still, she's probably got some shit to do that we were keeping her away from, and like I noted before we probably reached our limit on how far we could push her. I told Cara that Regina didn't have a phone but I would forward her number when she got one so they could be in contact, and then I bought us a pair of cones, leaving a large tip due to all the problem we made her go through.

The two of us locked our hands together again as we left the store.

"That was fun, and this ice cream tastes really good. That might just be because it's the gift of a generous ringmaster, tough." Regina blows me a kiss.

"Oh, stop trying to make me blush, the ice cream is just fucking tasty." I'm the one that's meant to make her fall head over heels for me, not the reverse.

"Still, you do know that you spent a pretty penny there, right? Can you afford that?" There was some worry in her tone.

"Relax, I have some ideas of how I can make some dough if I need to. This little toy has some creative uses I can think of." I glare at my ring for a moment, until some ice cream spills over it. "Aaand I might be going a little crazy with power. Would using my powers again slow it down or accelerate it?"

"It depends on the person, honestly" Regina shrugged. "I wanna say you're the kind of person for which it would slow it down, but I'm not sure."

"I'll bet on it." I go back to eating my cone. "Worst case scenario being crazy with power is better than being crazy without power."