A Day of R&R

Merida stretched her arms as she woke up. In the process she bonked Mark right in the face. “Hey, no need to hit me.”

Merida yawned. “Och, sorry, Mark. I didnae mean tae. Here.” Merida kissed the side of the head where she hit him. “A kiss tae mak’ it better.” Mark grabbed her chin and pulled her in for a proper kiss. Which quickly turned into fondling. Merida reached down and started to stroke Mark’s dick. Mark rolled over on top of Merida grabbing her wrists and pinning her. “Hey!” Merida struggled to get her wrists out of his grasp. “No’ cool, I want tae run my hands all ower ye.”

“Well tough. I’m just doing as you said and taking what I want. Who I want.” Mark said as he slid into Merida. Then whispered into her ear, “However I want.” Mark felt his penis engorge as he said that. “And clearly you like that judging by how my dick just changed inside of you.”

“Aboot fuckin’ time, Mark. Tak’ me, show me I’m yours.” Mark didn't need more invitation as he started to thrust repeatedly. Mark grabbed the bed sheet and bound Merida’s hands together and attached them to the headboard.

Mark pulled out to reposition himself. “I want to try something. I want to see just how poseable you are.” Mark slowly rotated Merida’s legs until her feet were pressed against bed on either side of her head. “Apparently I can pose you however I want.”

Merida was biting her lips and squirming in pleasure. “Mark, this feels guid. Please finish me aff.”

“Gladly.” Mark reentered Merida and thrust hard while leaning into her and resumed making out with her. Not long after Merida came.

“Mark, cum inside o’ me. I want tae feel ye claim me again.” Mark happily obliged that request. After the climax Mark released Merida’s legs and moved them slowly back to a normal position. Then he undid her restraints and lay down next to her and held her in his arms. They lie there in silence save for the sound of their breathing for a good while. “Mark… is it odd that I think I micht be thankful tae Cassandra, for pickin’ me for this.”

“Yes and no. I kind of feel the same way. Like, I’m thankful to Cassandra for reintroducing me to so many wonderfully awesome women. I still don’t care for the methods though.”

“Are ye goin’ tae be disappointed in a few hours?”

“Huh? Why?”

“Well, it’s the great deflation or did ye forget?”

“What are you talking about?”

“In a few hours, Ellen’s Makin’ It Big will wear aff o’ everyone.”

“Oh that. Nah not bothered. I mean sure I like your breasts like this but everyone’s breasts being so large doesn’t make me appreciate them as much. There isn’t variety.”

“I see…” Merida got out of bed. “So ye winnae tell me whit this collar does?” Merida asked, standing next to the wardrobe. “I assume it lets me go nude but it has mair.”

“Correct on both accounts.”

Merida looked at it and shrugged. Merida put the collar around her neck. “Well, it is rather comfortable, also bonnie. Thank ye, Mark. My neck has been feelin’ bare since yer date wi’ Talia. I’m still puttin’ on claes, though.” Merida grabbed a halter top and leather miniskirt.

Mark eyed Merida up and down. “Dang does that look good on you.”

“Thank ye. Noo, are ye comin’ doon frae yer mountain this mornin’?”

“It’s not a mountain, we have one of those, and this isn’t one. This is a hill. I don’t know yet. I was waiting for—” Someone knocked on the door. “That. Freya please come in.”

Freya opened the door and stepped inside. “Good morning Mark, Merida. I trust you slept well.”

Merida said “Aye, some o’ the best sleep I’ve gotten in a guid lang while.”

“I slept fine as well, Freya.” Mark said with a smile.

“Mark, there are surprisingly no requests for your time this morning. There is also not going to be a group breakfast either.”

“When does Flora want to meet up?”

“She says it’s up to you as her plan is to relax for the majority of the date.”

“Okay, if she wants to relax then she is welcome to come up here whenever. I am playing video games this morning. Merida you are welcome to stay and have breakfast, afterwards if you want to stay, I want to make this clear, I’m playing video games. You can play with me but we are not doing sexy stuff or talking about anything meaningful from the end of breakfast until past noon. Freya, I'm extending you the same offer as Merida.”

“I’ll have to decline Mark.” Freya said with a slight bow.

“While it sounds braw, Mark, honestly I want tae dae some licht exercises tae stretch oot my muscles so I dinnae feel sore tomorrow. I hae a few other things as well that I want tae take care o’. So I’ll leave ye be.”

“Well, have a good day, both of you. Freya, could you put up some sort of ‘do not disturb’ sign?”

“Not an issue, I’ll let Flora know she has permission to ignore it though. I wish you a relaxing morning Mark.” Freya left the suite.

Followed soon by Merida. Who as she was leaving said, “Mark, I look forrit tae… tae next time.” She quickly shut the door and hurried down the hall.

Mark got up, dressed, and grabbed a bite to eat. Then he settled in on the couch and pulled up a shooter. It’s time to play some video games.

About an hour later right as Mark had finished a match Flora appeared right next to him. “GAH!” Mark exclaimed.

Flora looked mock offended. “Are you so displeased to see me? I even waited until you were done with your game.” Flora gave him a small pout. Mark noticed that she was wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt and her breasts had returned to normal size. She was still wearing the collar too but just wore clothes anyway.

“Flora you appeared from nowhere, from my point of view. I know it’s your boon but it can be jarring if you just appear in front of or next to people.”

“I’m sorry. I’ve just been waiting for a little bit for you to finish the match. I must say I didn’t realize you had such an… extensive vocabulary. You also seemed to get rather worked up during the match. I thought you played games to relax, not to get frustrated. What gives?”

“They are relaxing and I can get frustrated but it can help me release some of my other built up frustration. It’s sort of like what the rage room is for. It’s cathartic. So you're up for video games?” Mark asked, passing Flora a controller.

“Not overly but I also didn’t think you would mind me just curling up next to you while you play. I’m not going to interrupt.”

“If that’s what you want. Do you have a time when you want to do what you planned for your date?”

“About that. See I’ve been working on a date idea, it’s just not for today. Between that, stalking the library halls for books and spending time with my new girlfriend… I might have forgotten to actually plan something for this week. So relaxation is the name of the day. I have a dozen different things we can do to further that but there is no schedule, no plan. If you want to spend the whole day playing video games I will curl up next to you and read a book while you do. I have only one rule: we are not doing anything physical beyond kissing before dinner.”

“Does that include activating your hypnotic triggers?”

“You can use the triggers as long as you don’t use them for sexual things, before dinner. Again the goal of the day is to relax and unwind.”

“Good to know. Can you tell me why you are still wearing that collar?”

“I like it. It’s surprisingly comfortable, and I like the ability to just be nude if I want.”

“You don’t care about developing a casual nudity kink?”

“Mark, I don’t really care if people see me naked anymore. That’s because of my TF upgrade, so I guess it would be accurate to say I have a casual nudity kink already. I do care about the legal ramifications of that happening. I am also aware that while it might be normal for me to be nude with this collar on, that doesn’t make it so people aren’t aroused by my nudity. I’m dressed for that exact reason. I don’t want to be getting you all hot and bothered. I want you to relax.”

“Okay then grab a controller if you want to help me relax.”

Flora eyed the controller. “Mark it isn’t that I haven’t played video games before but… well I’m not sure I want to take your verbal **** as your teammate.”

“First, if I had a mic and they could hear me, generally I wouldn’t be saying those kinds of things. If they were actively trolling and not just playing bad I might but not for sucking. I say them for catharsis and I know that they can’t hear me so no harm is done to them. Second, when playing with someone I know, I give a lot more guidance because I know the person will actually listen to my feedback.”

“You promise you won’t say mean things if I suck?”

“I promise. I will tell you the truth on what you need to improve on to get better, though.”

Flora picked up a controller. “Alright I’m in but you yell at me and I’m done.”

“That’s fair. This actually reminds me of something I wanted to try with your hypnosis.”

Flora raised an eyebrow. “Care to elaborate or are you planning on just trying? I don't mind either way, as long as it isn’t sexual.”

“I wanted to see if we could use it to help you improve on something faster. Now sleep my pretty Kitty.” Flora slumped to the side and rested against Mark’s shoulder.

“Kitty, how are you feeling?”

“Relaxed, excited, horny.”

Okay… that’s odd. “Are you comfortable telling me why you feel each of those things?”

“Yes, no, yes.”

“Can you tell me why, you’re feeling like that, about the things you are comfortable telling me.”

“I’m in my safe place in the Rockies right now. I can smell the sex that you and Merida had. It’s turning me on imagining it.”

Right, that makes more sense… I wonder what she’s excited about that she doesn’t want to tell me. “Okay Kitty, would you like me to make it easier for you to improve at video games?”

“Sure.”

“Okay, when playing a video game you will find it easier to filter out any distractions. You can still respond to outside stimuli; you will just find it easier to not let them distract you.”

“Filter out distractions.”

“Yes. Next, you will find it easier to remember and focus on your previous successes. Specifically you will be able to remember the small details that led to a particular success.”

“Focus on success, remember small details.”

“Finally when I explain a move, technique, or tactic you will find it simple to recall my explanation. This will only apply to video games.”

“Simple to recall your explanations, video games only.”

“Kitty, do you consider me petting your hair and scratching your ears sexual?”

“Sometimes. Context matters.”

“But it isn’t inherently sexual to you?”

“No. It is affectionate like holding hands though.”

“So if I wanted to do that today would you be okay with it?”

“Yes. Was on my list of suggestions.”

“Fierce Lioness.” Mark reached over and ruffled Flora’s hair.

Flora started to purr, “That feels really nice.” She angled her head so Mark would get behind her ears.

“I’m really glad you are starting to enjoy being a lioness more.”

“Me too. I was just anxious that I couldn't enjoy it last round. I’m actually really thankful that I got this TF.”

“Really you seemed rather opposed to it during the reveal.”

“Well yeah. I still would have preferred the first option but this is good.”

“We could always buy that one if you would like.”

Flora thought about that. “I don’t know. I worry it would make me too relaxed. Plus it isn’t like you can’t just make me relax if I really need it. This petting is really soothing too.” Flora grabbed one of Mark’s hands and wrapped it around her and placed it on her breast.

“Umm… Flora I thought you said no sexual stuff.”

“Huh? Why did you stop petting me?” Flora took a second to process what Mark had said. “Yeah no sexual stuff, just a nice day of relaxing together.”

“Then why are you encouraging me to grope you?”

Flora released Mark’s hand and he slowly removed it. “Uh…” Flora blushed a little. “It’s the upgrade to my new TF. You can touch me if you want.”

“Flora I’d like to know, do you not find that sexual anymore or are you just okay with it?”

“It’s still sexual and I actually want you to do it.”

“Later, sure. Right now though we are going to play some games.” Mark said, handing her a controller. “Do you have a preferred genre?”

“Not really, how about something where we are on a team and preferably has an easy mode, I really don’t play games that much.”

“Alright co-op games… lets see… we’ll want a campaign… Okay we’ll start with a classic and we can go from there. Let’s play some ‘Halo’.”

“Never heard of it.”

Mark looked wounded. “Oh Flora, I have so much to introduce you to.”

“I feel like I have just stepped on a pressure mine and if I move it will go off.”

“Don’t worry you’ll be fragging aliens like a pro in no time.”

Talia was exhausted. “Laura please! I have short legs, I’m begging you. Please carry me.”

“No, this is good exercise for you.”

Talia turned to Lucia, “Please Lucia have mercy on me!”

“Like I know you totally heard my sister. Do you, like, see me complaining?”

“Take off that bodysuit and tell me that again.” Talia glared.

“We are each, like, good at our own thing… For you that is totally whining.” Lucia responded.

Laura cut in with frustration in her voice, “Could you two stop bickering? The point of this hike was for the three of us to get closer. We are most of the way up the mountain. Just another five minutes at our current pace to reach the hot springs.”

Talia just sighed but kept trudging on. As Laura had said about five minutes later they reached the cave entrance that she had brought Mark to the previous round. They walked inside and as soon as Talia saw the water she dashed forward leaving her clothes momentarily suspended in midair as she dove into the water. Then her clothes fell to the floor where she had been a moment before. Lucia looked at Laura, “That is totes unfair.” Lucia and Laura undressed and lowered themselves into the water.

Laura said, “Well, like you said you each have advantages. That’s Talia’s. Or would you like to take the bodysuit off for the trek back?” Laura smirked as Lucia shook her head vigorously. Talia was swimming into the deep end of the spring. Laura asked quietly. “Okay what is your problem with Talia? You not wanting to be her sub I understand. Her new proclivities make it hard to trust her in that sort of position. I thought that was it though, but you clearly have some sort of issue with her.”

“Like I don’t hate her sis.” Lucia seemed to be struggling with how to say what she wanted to. “She’s just… just like so…. like, like…”

Laura was looking at Lucia with sympathy. “Are you having trouble remembering the word you want to use or feeling like the word you would say wouldn’t convey your meaning correctly?

“Like both.” Lucia slumped.

“I understand, just use the words you can and I’ll try and help you figure out what the word was okay?”

“Like thanks. She is, like, totally a stuck up… b-word.”

“A bitch really?”

“La-La!” Lucia exclaimed loudly enough to echo in the cavern. Then quieter, “You know I don’t like the potty mouthing.”

“Sorry.”

“But like less that and more like the stuck up bit. Like she treats me like a dummy. Everyone actually. Even you.”

“She does not.” Laura said, defending Talia.

“She, like totally, does. She’s like, coming this way so we’ll totally finish this laters.”

Talia was swimming over to them. Which was when Laura said, “No Lucia, we will be finishing this now. Like I said coming up here the entire point of this trip is for you two to get along better. That’s not going to happen if we don’t resolve this thing between you two.”

Talia looked confused. “What are you talking about Laura?” She turned her head towards Lucia. “Did I do something Lucia? I ask because it sounds like Laura was implying you have an issue with me, because I know I don’t have any problems with you.”

Lucia glared at Laura then said, “Like fine. Tali you’ve been, like lookin’ down on all of us as if you know better than us just ‘cause Mark made you, like super duper smart.” Talia deflated a little and literally sunk into the water covering the lower half of her face in shame. “See, La-La, even she, like, gets that she's been doin' it.” Lucia was getting worked up into a tizzy.

Laura looked confused and concerned at Talia. “Talia? Do you feel like what Lucia said is true?”

Talia brought her head out of the water but wouldn’t meet Laura’s eyes. “Not completely, but somewhat. I’m trying Lucia. I’m trying to be better about that. I think Lucia is right to be upset with me as I do think she is getting the worst of it from me.”

“What do you mean?”

Talia hesitantly began, “Okay I’d like to preface this by saying I do think that Lucia’s TF is why I’ve been worse about this to her than everyone else. That isn’t an excuse though, because she’s right. I do think I know better than all of you regarding most things.” Talia held up a hand to stop Laura from interrupting. “Please let me say my piece. In my first life I was smart, I knew I wasn’t literally the smartest but I was highly intelligent but I did need to constantly prove my intelligence. I’m sure both of you have had at least some experiences where your ideas were ignored because you were a woman.” She received nods from the other two. “So, I developed a habit of fiercely defending my intelligence. In my second life I am the smartest woman. I’m pretty sure I’m also the smartest person but not completely sure. I was still looked down on by a lot because of my youth or sex and needed to firmly show I was in fact smarter than everyone else. It wasn’t until after I got my first PhD that people started treating me with the respect of an intellectual peer and not a child. Lucia isn’t the only person to tell me this either. Mark actually did the morning after my date with him. I was the straw that broke the camel’s back so to speak, and was the impetus for the discussions about boundaries, with everyone. I know I’m not always right, and I don’t know literally everything, especially about people. But it is hard to accept that when it takes people so long to come to conclusions I reach in seconds.” Talia sighed, and looked uncomfortable. “I promise I’m trying though. I… Please don’t think poorly of me… but I’m actually leaving my perception of time slightly faster than normal. Like almost all the time. Not right now, but like during breakfast and a lot of group conversations, I have been.”

“Is that, like, so we seem less dumb to you?” Lucia questioned, “To make it, like… like…”

“Like all of you are thinking and responding to me and one another faster?” Talia offered.

“Totally!” Lucia exclaimed, clapping her hands together.

“Yes, exactly that.”

Laura frowned, “Do you really think the rest of us are dumb?”

“No. Not generally. Everyone of you is competent and intelligent. Some more than others but all of you are.”

“But you still believe you know better than us?”

“On most things… Yes. I would say that’s generally true unless I think you have subject matter expertise that I don’t.”

“You know how arrogant that is right, Talia?”

“Yes, Laura. I do. But I also know that it isn’t inaccurate.”

“Do you think you could devise a better training regime for Allie than me?”

Talia considered that, “Maybe. This would be an example of where you have practical subject matter expertise that I lack Laura. But I still think I could create a solid regime that you would only make small critiques over.”

“What about fashion do you think you would be better than Lucia at selecting styles?”

Talia thought about that. “Yes. Though if we are actually talking about experts in fashion I would instantly defer to both Maja and Aubrey. On that matter both are much better than I am, and have no issue admitting that. Like I said I know I don’t know everything Laura. But I’m pretty sure there was stuff baked into being the ‘smartest woman’ that isn’t immediately obvious.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, Cassandra told Mark that it wouldn’t be a monkey’s paw situation, that Mark’s intent would be taken into account, and the meaning of a word wouldn’t be extremely twisted from its meaning or if it had multiple meanings it would be the one he meant it as. I’ve been trying to figure out exactly what it means to be the smartest. I would say it is primarily about intelligence, learning capabilities, quick thinking, and problem solving skills, at least to Mark. Being well educated is required as well. But I think there are some nuanced things in there as well. Like am I really the smartest if I’m factually wrong a lot? What if other people seem to always know more than me on a topic?”

Lucia frowned, “Like are you saying this is totally Mark’s fault?”

“No.” Talia shook her head fiercely. “I do think the change is partially to blame but even that is on me for putting Mark in the situation. The fault is mine. I’m sorry Lucia. I know I’ve ignored your words in particular this round. That I do think is the fault of your TF.”

Lucia responded slowly and deliberately, “Merida, and Chloe said something like that as well.” Lucia exhaled like she had just expended a significant amount of effort.

Laura responded “Really? I haven’t noticed at all. Honestly I have almost no issue understanding you. The only times it’s been even remotely difficult is when you have forgotten something.”

“Again, I’m really sorry Lucia. I promise I truly am working on not acting like that.” Talia sighed. “I’m hoping this confession TF goes too, because it isn’t making things easier. I guess I might as well confess this now before it becomes a problem. Also Lucia please don’t judge Mark harshly for what I’m about to tell you. I find your bimbo TF arousing. Your struggling with it is a little bit of a turn on.”

“Saying that, like totally, doesn’t help how I feel about you, like at all. But like, why would you think I’d think badly of Mark? ”

Laura responded, “Lucia did you forget that Talia’s fetish for TFs is Mark’s fetish?”

“Like no, but Mark is totally a nice guy. So what if he likes me talking like a bimbo. Mark is, like totally, helpful and sweet about this. Mark even said he would like, fix it, like all by himself. Just because he cares.”

Talia flushed with arousal. Breathing a little heavily, she said. “Laura, remember Lucia is going to… (HUFF)... (HUFF)... ignore minor issues with Mark, and just focus on all the things he does that’s sweet or kind.”

Laura shook her head in astonishment. “Are you really that aroused right now?”

Talia nodded, slightly embarrassed. “Laura we have been talking non-stop about the changes I or Lucia have undergone. Of course I’m going to be turned on. Lucia speaking is a literal turn on, because I know she can’t control it. Combine it with the fact our breasts deflated this morning and then seeing Lucia literally be incapable of finding fault with Mark over what she found fault with me for I’m rather aroused right now. I don’t suppose…” Talia glanced at Lucia and then back at Laura.

Laura stood up and got out of the water, “Alright come on. I’ll help you deal with your problem.” Laura extended a hand to Talia, who eagerly accepted it and got out of the water. Laura scooped Talia up in her arms, and walked towards a side of the cavern that was rather dark.

Talia noticed another completely still pool of water. Then realized, “LAURA DON’T YO—” Talia hit the cold pond’s surface as Laura had tossed her into it.

Laura then knelt down by the side of the pool and extended a hand to help Talia out. Talia took it and got out of the water. When she stood her nipples were erect and momentarily the light seemed to shine in a four pointed star pattern off them. “Feel better?”

“NO!” Talia shouted. “I thought we were going to… well you know.”

Laura flicked Talia’s forehead, which to Laura’s surprise left a rather large bump on Talia’s forehead but it went away after a few seconds. “Talia, did you forget the agreement we all made? No shenanigans today, no sexual stuff until after dinner. This is going to be a problem free day for Mark. So, if I need to throw you in the cold pond again, to cool off I will.”

Talia rubbed her forehead. “Sorry… I did forget in the moment.” Talia saw some chairs sitting in the sun shining through the hole in the ceiling of the cavern. She went over and sat down and dried off with one of the provided towels. “I’ll be good I promise.”

Lucia came over to join the two and they just lay there relaxing in the sun for quite a while.

Chloe was not pleased. Stupid plan. I mean sure Mark is wound tight enough to turn coal into a diamond for some reason. BUT REALLY NOTHING SEXUAL? Why did Aubrey agree to this anyway? It isn’t like she needed to, so that she and Laura would make up. I can’t even suck on her tits because I promised I wouldn’t until dinner. Which means I can’t even have a conversation with her. UTTER BULLSHIT. And those dreams last night… I’m SO FUCKING HORNY! Chloe was currently brushing Aubrey’s hair as they watched some random rom-com Aubrey chose.

Chloe found it interesting that while Aubrey could control her hair and fix it herself, it could still get tangled and a hair brush was still the fastest way to fix it. Chloe and Aubrey had agreed to postpone their date until the next round, not wanting to do it the night before a challenge and with Aubrey’s milking issue, it would be interrupted fairly often. Talia had offered to hold off her date with Laura as well for a double date, which Aubrey jumped on for some reason.

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Whatever. Aubrey and I are dating. Aubrey is attracted to me, and doesn’t need some dumb magic collar. Kisses have already increased in frequency. I can wait a few more days. I've waited years, this won’t kill me. Chloe put down the brush having finished with Aubrey’s hair just as the first movie in their marathon was coming to an end. After putting it up in an elaborate braid that kept all the hair above her shoulders Aubrey leaned back into Chloe to enjoy their next movie.

Allie was panting. “This is completely unfair.” Her girlfriends were not sympathetic to her plight. “Why on the day of relaxation am I ****… (HUFF)... (HUFF)... To work out and exhaust myself like this? Do you two hate me? Have I done something wrong? That’s it isn’t it… I’ve clearly upset you. Nothing else explains the **** everyday.”

Sam moved over to Allie and once again corrected her posture making it easier to breathe. “I’ve told you before Allie, stand up straight it helps with your breathing. Also if you’ve done anything to upset either of us, it’s the constant complaining about trying to help you. Please stop trying to guilt us into quitting trying to get you to exercise. Especially since you asked for our help, Allie. Cassandra has already said she’s going to have someone take a look at you who is better at health magic than she is.”

Isabella continued. “Agreed Allie. You never had this issue in high school or college as far as I remember. This is more than you, simply not being in shape.”

“I’m not disagreeing… but if this is a health issue. Shouldn’t we wait until we know what it is before doing this?”

Sam shook her head. “No, Cassandra already confirmed it isn’t anything life threatening. Also I figured you would want to work on resolving this pronto.”

“Why?”

Isabella chimed in. “Do you really want to lie on the bed barely able to move after one round of sex while I continue to bone your fiancée multiple times? Because from what you’ve told me you’ve only gone multiple rounds with Mark because he was on top or you were on a candy, or both.”

Sam continued to try and motivate Allie. “Don’t forget Mark is now as fit as Laura. I bet he has a lot more stamina. Wouldn’t you like to at least try and keep up with him?”

“Fine! I get it. I’ll complain less and won’t make the comments about you not liking me, anymore. I do reserve the right to call this **** though.”

Sam smirked, “Well that’s fine. The next thing we are doing today is a bit fairer to call that. We’re going to the athletic facility for some weight lifting.”

Allie groaned but followed the two, too her doom.