Alleyway and Attire Antics

Gaia

Gaia, Tegan, Bella, and Summer all found a surprisingly clean alleyway a little off the beaten path in the Royal Quarter. Of the four, Tegan is the most high-strung, but Gaia figures that being about ready to snap is Tegan’s normal state. The alley is deserted, a few trash cans (So wasteful!) and recycling bins (So forward-thinking!) neatly placed by alleyway entrances to the buildings on either side. The alley smells vaguely of compost, courtesy of the mound of the stuff towards the deepest part of the alley. Gaia generally approves of the realm’s state of sanitation policies, from what she observed. I should discuss mandating biodegradable packaging materials to eliminate “trash” with whoever is in charge of such things, though; there is always room for improvements to save Mother Nature!

Tegan is holding her nose, “It reeks back here! Are you sure we can’t find a better spot?”

Bella concurs, “Yeah! The orgy part of the park is much more popular than a random alley!”

Gaia and Summer both chuckle as Tegan, blushing redder than a tomato, starts stammering objections to the bunny-maid’s suggestion. Eventually, Tegan looks like she’ll bolt over this, so Gaia tries to calm her down, “Look, Tegan, we picked this alley to give you some privacy while still technically being in public. We can maybe scoot a little bit closer to the street, if you want to risk being spotted?”

The fox-girl shakes her head. “No, this ‘training’ is going to be embarrassing enough without an audience. What do I have to do?”

Gaia smiles. “First, we need to get you the right toy. Ladies?”

Bella, the scamp, pulls out a ridiculously large carrot shaped dildo. Seriously, the thing is thicker than Gaia’s thigh. She presents it with a flourish, “May I recommend the Big Chungus 9000? Guaranteed to get you off in no time flat!”

“THAT THING WILL TEAR ME APART!”

Bunny-girl ears droop. Summer, thoroughly amused by all of that, pats Bella on the shoulder as she offers, “Sis, that toy is a little too advanced for a first-timer.” The lilac-skinned maid summons a lilac-colored male rubber set of hips, a slightly small fake cock jutting into the air. Summer describes it with a smirk, “And here is my recommendation. The Drow Broodstud Torso Dildo. It’s heavy enough to not shift around out here and you won’t have to touch dirty alleyway ground. He’s a little bit big for a drow, but that’s perfect for a beastkin sex toy novice.”

Tegan whimpers, “Can I get one that looks less... male?”

Summer and Gaia smile at each other. Teasing Tegan is kinda fun. Fair’s fair, after making me eat that meat. “Only if you’ll admit that complaining about a male shaped sex toy is a very lesbian thing to do.”

Summer adds, “You don’t have to look down, you know.”

“Fine.” Tegan looks surprised by the weight of the hefty sex toy as she gets it in position. Gaia walks her through preparing the toy: positioning, cleaning, lubricating. Soon enough, the fox-girl is awkwardly squatting above it, tail sticking out behind her, wondering exactly how she is going to ride it while still wearing pants.

Gaia breaks it to her, “You are going to need to get bottomless to do this. If you had a skirt on, you could get away with keeping yourself hidden while you bounce, but...”

Tegan growls, as she awkwardly slips out of her tracksuit pants, bloomers, and panties. After letting out another growl for good measure, she just holds onto her clothes, looking for a relatively safe place to put them.

“You have an inventory, remember?”

Tegan is blushing so hard as she snarls, “I knew that!” The clothes disappear. She tries to cover up. Soo cute!

Tegan: +1 XP (Present Crotch to Another Contestant [Gaia])

Gaia discreetly turns on the remote control egg vibe she has inserted, now that the lesson is about to begin. The low buzzing of her toy is drowned out by the cacophony of Bella’s much louder one. Tegan glares, angry and embarrassed, at the bunny-girl maid.

“Ignore Bella, Tegan. Line yourself up with the toy. Take it slow. No need to rush. Get used to it. Grab some more lube when you need it. You got this, girl. Mona is going to think you riding a dildo like this is so hot!”

The angry archer does as she is directed. She winces as the toy slowly spreads her lower lips apart; she winces more as the toy truly begins to invade her fox den.

“First time? It will hurt a little bit, until you get used to it.”

Tegan yowls as she starts to bleed a little down there.

“Was that your cherry popping or something else?”

Tegan makes a face, “Do you have to be so crude about it?”

“I don’t HAVE to be crude, but would clinical language really make you feel better?”

“We call it planting the first carrot in hoppalong speak!” Bella quips. That earns three sets of eye-rolls.

“Keep going, Tegan. You got this. The pain will subside soon,” Summer helpfully encourages. Gaia nods. The vicious vixen gets back to it; she continues to take it slow, steady. Gaia ticks up her toy by a speed.

Gaia and Summer keep up the words of encouragement as the fox-girl starts to become more active in her rhythm. There is something super erotic about how embarrassed Tegan is as she goes. Bella is openly fingering herself as her toy must be buzzing on max. Summer is more subtle about it, but she’s got a hand slid under the waistband of her maid skirt. Gaia slowly ratchets up the speed, trying her best to maintain her composure. Tegan is too far gone to really care, tongue lolling out of the side of her mouth, fingers teasing her cute little clit, hips almost slamming down onto the toy torso.

“YIP!!!!!!!!”

The girl stops moving, twitching, fully hilted on the toy, drooling and gazing up at the sky. The sight pushes Gaia over the edge, needing to lean against a building as her knees almost buckle. The small crowd at the entrance of the alley start whooping and clapping. It takes everyone a bit to notice.

Gaia: +1 XP (Gave JOI to Another Contestant [Tegan])

Gaia: Daily tasks complete! Teach a Sex Skill and Both Cums +20 BP

Tegan: +4 XP (Masturbate for Another Contestant [Gaia], x2 bonus [First Time Tegan Participant])

Tegan: Daily tasks complete! Bunny Bounce to Orgasm in Public +10 BP

Tegan turns beet red and scurries behind the nearest trash can, snarling the foulest curses in Sylvan she can think of. Summer starts to tell the crowd to scatter, her fingers still moist with her own juices. Bella hops in front of Tegan, trying to cheer her up as the bunny continues to masturbate; the way Tegan snarls, it is not going well. Gaia turns off her vibe and starts to clean up the mess. Well, this turned out interesting.

Summer gets the locals to scatter and Tegan gets her pants back on. The vicious vixen looks embarrassed still. Gaia grabs Bella, who is trying to be “helpful” while still openly masturbating, and gently tells the bunny-girl to scram. Said bunny-girl complies, if by complies, one means being dragged away by the ear by the elf maid.

“You okay, kid?”

“Little sore. Really embarrassed. Thank you? Are we friends now?”

Gaia shrugs. She likes the kid well enough, even if she made her eat delicious innocent animals. “I mean, I’m fine with being your friend if you are?”

Tegan grumbles a little in Sylvan, then nods. “Friends.”

Tegan: Minor Quest Update! Made a Friend (with Sex!) +23 BP

Andromeda

The parrot-girl shopkeep is... odd. The clothes in the shop are odder still. Once they were oriented to the shop’s arrangement, Tessa made a beeline to the free outfits. Andromeda starts on the 50 BP rack, seeing mostly basic graphic tee and jeans fashion choices, slightly more risqué than her usual outfits, both in cut and in suggestive texts. She snorts as she finds a shirt that says, “Let me get on my knees and mana drain you!” Another had a Mermaid Looter (the Elwell art), stealing a chest of panties instead of treasure. It would almost be appropriate for Tegan, if the chest was of bras and it wasn’t Andromeda’s size. The clothes she thinks are actually appropriate for a date are all on the 100 BP rack, but the price tag is ridiculous.

Tessa shouts from over at the free racks, “Do you think this one covers up too much?”

How could anything skimpy enough to be given away for free cover up too much? Andromeda makes her way to Tessa. The former teacher is holding up an intricate lingerie set, all black lace with a seashell pattern. The quarter cup bra would definitely not contain Andromeda’s nipples and the lace thong looks almost transparent.

“I suppose that would make a statement,” Andromeda concludes, “but where is the dress or something you are going to wear over it?”

Tessa makes a face. “Layers? Ugh. No, I was asking if this was too prudish to wear as my outfit for my date.”

The sea elf transformation, I suppose. She examines the lingerie in that context. Way too bold for me. “I would recommend a dress or something instead.”

“I mean, I found a couple of options that would be just as uncomfortable as the outfit I was given at the ceremony, but I was hoping for something less constraining. And it’s not like Mona would be opposed to me wearing something like this.”

Those are good points. “Can I see it on you?”

Tessa beams at that suggestion. “Find something to model for me for your date while I go hit the dressing room. From the free rack, ideally.” Then, Tessa almost struts her way to the fitting room.

Andromeda picks her way through the free rack. The clothes seem to change, to fit whatever fashion designer thinks will suit Andromeda best, as she browses. Where Tessa gets lacy items with woven ocean motifs, Andromeda gets clingy latex, styled with stars and circuits and other robotic elements. The textual difference is just noticeable enough that the android arcanist could figure out that she is clothed. There is seriously nothing she sees that she could bring herself to wear in public.

When Tessa strides out, she is a beauty in black lace. Elegant. Poised. Her blue nipples poking out above the line of her bra. When she spins to show the backside, she’s just as impressive. “So, too prudish?” the former teacher asks, looking over her shoulder.

“No. You look amazing.”

“Great, let’s find something for you. Nothing strikes you in the free section?”

Andromeda’s cheeks light up in embarrassment. “No.”

“Let’s look together.”

Tessa and Andromeda cruise through the 25 BP wares. She’s sure she’ll find something Andromeda will be comfortable wearing. The gamer girl is not so sure. I might need to remind Mona to spend my EP. I’m not brazen enough to wear most of this in public yet.

Craig

What kind of nerd shit is this?

This Dungeons for Damsels place is playing nerd music and has a bunch of dumb fake stained glass windows with the blue freak slaying a bunch of random things. Craig stomps to the desk and rings the bell. It’s deep bellowing rattles the basically empty room. A shark-toothed mermaid with a big grin bursts out of the water from behind the desk.

“Hello, adventures! I am your fun-loving and super sexy Dungeon Mermaid, Daphne! Welcome to Dungeons for Damsels! I sell a bunch of fun transformations and items to help you explore the depths of playfulness and perversity we have designed for you all to enjoy! Prizes await, waiting to be found: XP, BP, and even the super rare PP! How can I get you started today?”

“PP?” Craig can’t help but ask, “What are you, twelve?”

The mermaid giggles. “No, silly, I’m about 175. If anyone would be interested in PP, it’d be you. You can apply a PP to someone to either increase or decrease someone’s penis length by an inch.”

So, stupid name, useful effect. Good to know.

“How could I acquire these PP?”

“Find them in very well hidden places, slay big baddies with PP on them, do something heroic enough to be gifted one by my wife, could be a quest reward, if Mona can come up with one sufficiently hard to make giving one out worthwhile. I suppose you could also make a devil deal with Kikki for them, but I have no idea how XP and VP would be exchanged between our seasons.”

Good to know? Guess I just got to look for them? “I also need to level, I guess?”

The mermaid flips through some files. “Oh, yeah. You did finally get enough XP for Level 1. Congrats! Let’s work through it.”

Craig dumps his “stat points” into the three physical attributes. This means his HP goes all the way up to 14 from whatever it was. He has no idea how good 14 HP is, but he doesn’t particularly care about the number crunching. He definitely feels stronger and more sturdy.

Bloodlust is the berserker mechanic. Craig taps into it and he gets stronger, hits harder, takes more punishment. Maintaining the bloodlust for more than a moment may be a challenge, but, so long as he dishes out some punishment “every turn” (whatever that means), he should be fine.

Finally, he gets unarmored defense, which means he naturally has some armor due to his endurance. In other words, he might be able to deal with the overpowered dykes. He smiles as he walks out of the room. I need to do some research. Dinner first.

Craig: Weekly task complete! Achieve Level 1! +25 BP

Mona: Daily tasks complete! Walk for 30 minutes and walk 5K steps. +10 BP

Mona: Daily tasks complete! Follow Diet Plan (Before the Date) +10 BP

Mona: Daily tasks complete! Fully Prepare for Your Date +20 BP

Mona: Weekly task complete! Ensure each contestant successfully achieves Level 1 +150 BP