An Unexpectedly Bold Evening's End

The visit to the third Place of Power was short—not because Kevin and Elsie weren’t intrigued by the possibilities it offered, but because their time in the Class Trainer Hall had consumed more of the day than any of them had realized.

After they finished at the hot springs, Blue led the trio to a tiny tattoo parlor squirreled away in a larger building adjacent to the river which ran through the city. The tattoo artist was gregarious enough, a massive tortoisefolk man who was happy to trade GP for his services, but they’d only had about fifteen minutes to browse his rather extensive catalog before it was time to head back.

“How did you even find that place?” The question came from Kevin, derailing their previous discussion on which of the offered magical tattoos each of the three might consider getting. They’d all found at least one tattoo of interest, but as soon as the question occurred to him it slipped past the DM’s lips and pulled both Blue and Elsie from their conversation.

The harpy paused for a moment as she thought back to the events of the week, then laughed. “I was chasing Xen through the streets. I’d met him a few days before when he asked me a riddle. Hwa and I caught up with him when everyone pitched in to dig me out of the hole I’d inadvertently dug into, but he vanished as soon as I gave my answer. I wanted to ask him how he did that, but he ran as soon as I approached.” Blue grinned. “I chased him. Right through the tattoo parlor.”

Elsie’s head tilted to the side as she shot the blue-feathered monk a curious look. “A riddle? I remember the quest from when Kevin and I were sorting through everything, but I don’t think I ever heard it.”

The harpy’s expression turned mischievous. While she’d more or less kept pace with the pair, that had come in the form of darting a short distance ahead whenever she noticed something interesting so she could study it, then catching up to them after Kevin and Elsie passed her by. Now, Blue danced ahead, walking backwards without any sign of difficulty—even weaving between the other pedestrians on the road without ever taking her eyes off the season’s master or her fellow harem member. “The riddle was ‘What is the sound of one hand clapping?’”

Kevin’s brow furrowed as he considered the question. He’d heard a couple variants of it before, but—

Before he could finish the thought, Elsie asked, “What answer did you give?”

Blue’s bright eyes glittered in the golden light of the slowly setting sun. “Guess. I’ll give you three guesses. If you get it right, I’ll tell you.”

“And if we get it wrong?” Kevin’s tone was suspicious, but not overly so. As much as Blue had shown herself to be something of a loose cannon as far as the party was concerned, she wasn’t motivated by any kind of malice. Whatever she had now seemed to be motivated more by the playful streak her Monk class feature had emphasized, and he doubted she’d take anything too far.

“I’ll show you.” The grin on Blue’s face flashed perfect white teeth, and she spun as she danced her way around an elven woman who was walking the other direction on the street.

“Not good enough.” Elsie’s words came as a surprise to Kevin, who turned his head to regard the brownie. “If we’re wagering on this, make the stakes real. If Kevin gets it right, you have to do your best to make him happy for the rest of the night. That means figuring out what he wants—probably by asking—and giving it to him. If neither of us get it within three questions, we’ll do the same for you.”

Kevin’s eyes were wide as he turned to the English girl. What she was proposing was—

“And if you get it?”

While Blue’s words came across as a challenge, Elsie didn’t back down. “Then you both go along with what I want for the evening.”

“Deal.”

“Deal.”

“Don’t I get a say in this?” Kevin’s question was met with a smirk from Blue and an innocent smile from Elsie. He looked from one to the other, then shook his head. “I feel like I’m being set up. Deal.”

Elsie nodded once. “Perfect. Let’s go get dinner, I’ll give my answer after.”

On arrival at the Master’s suite, Kevin summoned the castle’s staff to provide dinner for himself and his two guests. While he dealt with the elven woman who arrived to take his order, Elsie stepped aside and reached into one of the pouches attached to her belt. Blue’s eyes grew wide as the brownie pulled out several scraps of cloth, some wire, and a pair of crystals—which made a pile considerably larger than the pouch from which they’d emerged before she was done. “Neat trick!”

The harpy’s comment elicited a smile from Elsie. “I—I don’t know how I feel about some of my latest abilities, but when I was playing roleplaying games at home, bags of holding and the like were always some of my favorites. It’s—lots of the magic items from the games were only useful in certain circumstances, but it’s always helpful to be able to carry more things.” She patted the pouch at her side, then explained, “The opening lets me put in things way bigger than should fit, and I haven’t found an upper limit to how much I can shove in there.”

Blue responded with a salacious, teasing grin. “Sounds like a good time, to me.” Elsie flushed as the harpy pointed out her inadvertent double entendre, but rather than dwelling on it, Blue then gestured at the extracted crafting supplies and asked, “So what are you doing with all of that?”

“Oh, um—I don’t want to miss out on crafting something for today. I can make a small permanent magical item once a day, but if I don’t it doesn’t carry over or anything. I had an idea for something useful, and—”

“Great, let’s see it!” If Elsie minded when Blue enthusiastically cut her off, it didn’t show on her face. Instead, she pulled a small leather strip out of her pouch, on which were bound a number of small but sturdy tools, and went to work.

Except—the moment her hand touched the first strip of cloth with the intent to begin her work, an oversized translucent six-sided die appeared in the air beside her. It rose into the air of its own accord, tumbling as it went, then fell, bounced off of nothing a couple times, and finally settled with a glowing ‘6’ on the top. No sooner was that result revealed than it repeated the action, coming down on a ‘4’ next, and then a ‘5’.

Each number pulsed with a faint brown light, then the die exploded in a flash of light which momentarily dazzled both women and caught Kevin’s attention. The elven castle servant departed through the glowing portal as the DM turned and approached Elsie, then motioned towards the small table at her side. “What’s that?”

Elsie blinked away the sudden light as she turned to look at Kevin, then looked back to where she’d piled her crafting supplies. In place of the cloth, wire, and crystal she’d laid out now rested an elegant circlet that appeared woven of strands of gold. It was decorated only with a small translucent drop cut gem oriented with the point up, in the center of which danced a single imprisoned mote of light.

“It’s—I wanted to craft something to help us search for things in the dungeon or on quests, but my new ability took effect. That was a six—roll twice—then a four—” Elsie paused her explanation as she pulled up her character sheet to double-check the table of results, “—which makes the crafting take no time, then a five which upgrades the potency of the effect. I was planning on goggles, since I know there’s something like that in a lot of different systems, not… this.”

“Pretty!” Blue darted forward and picked up the circlet, examining it for a moment, then spun it and placed it atop her feathered head before either of the other two could object. An irritated flicker crossed Kevin’s face at the harpy’s rude behavior, but he suppressed it as best he could as he focused on identifying the new item.

“Why are you a three, two and she’s a two, seven?” Blue’s question sounded innocent enough, but as Kevin read the floating words his eyes widened.

Goggles of Detection: Improves perception and grants an increased chance to find hidden or concealed items, creatures, and effects.

[Upgraded Effect! Goggles of Detection have become Circlet of Bared Hearts!]

Circlet of Bared Hearts: Improves perception and grants an increased chance to find hidden or concealed items, creatures, and effects. Improves ability to read emotion, and reveals the subject’s affection and arousal levels.

“Give me that.” The command slipped out of Kevin’s lips in an exasperated sigh, and he half expected to have to chase Blue down to retrieve the circlet. To his surprise, she instead obeyed immediately and plucked the crown from her head to extend towards him. He took it, and placed it gingerly atop his own somewhat messy mop of brown hair.

As soon as he did, he could see exactly what Blue was talking about. When he looked at the harpy, her body seemed to radiate a subtle golden aura as if to highlight her location. More, above her head floated the number ‘5’ next to a heart icon, and the number ‘6’ next to a water drop. Glancing at Elsie revealed her numbers as a ‘6’ heart and an ‘7’ water.

He raised an eyebrow, and the brownie flushed a faint pink in response. “I—this is incredible, Elsie. Do you want to keep it?”

Kevin’s hands reached towards his head to remove the crown, only for Elsie to wave him off immediately. “No, it’s—I wanted to make it for you. Especially now, you should keep it. I can already sense the party’s needs, this way maybe you’ll have an easier time with the others.”

He smiled, and watched as the 7 above Elsie’s head flashed pink for a moment. The number didn’t change, but the extra intuition granted by the crown made it easy to figure out that the color change indicated an increase in the decimal value. Kevin extended a hand towards the English woman and she stepped forward, then gasped in surprise when he leaned in and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. “Thank you, Elsie.”

Blue hopped forward immediately in response, stopping just short of Kevin’s chest. She tilted her head back and turned it to the side to present a cheek to him, silently placing a demand to receive the same gesture of affection as Elsie.

Kevin rolled his eyes, but leaned in to grant the request, only for the harpy to turn her head at the last second to meet his lips with her own, her arms wrapping around his neck to prevent him from escaping. Her tongue hungrily pressed into his mouth, exploring and tasting him, and, shocked, the only response he could manage was to allow it. He only broke off when he heard the footsteps of the castle staff behind him as they set out dinner for the three.

Blue bounced on her heels as she pulled away, beaming a bright smile as she declared, “Food! Let’s eat, then we can get to your guesses so you can make me happy tonight!”

Kevin noticed both her affection and arousal numbers flash, but was surprised when he turned to Elsie and noticed that while her affection remained unchanged, her arousal had gone up a full point to an 8. Again, he raised an eyebrow, but while the brownie blushed prettily, this time her response wasn’t to demur. Instead, she eyed Blue speculatively, and as he turned to follow the two women to the dinner table, he was left wondering what exactly she had in mind.

Only Blue seemed surprised when Elsie answered her riddle in the same way the harpy had the week before.

No sooner had the three finished their dinner, than the harpy bounced to her feet to repeat the monk’s riddle. Even as Kevin began to respond, the sharp crack of Elsie’s hand bouncing off of Blue’s tightly rounded backside echoed across the room.

The brownie hadn’t even gotten out of her chair to deliver it, but despite the confident authority with which she delivered her answer, the pink flush of Elsie’s cheeks gave away the traces of embarrassment she still felt. She refused to hide her face, though, and her voice carried only a hint of a tremor as she asked, “That means you do what I want tonight, right?”

The shocked expression on the harpy’s face faded and she shrugged, then nodded once. “Yup!”

To Kevin’s surprise, Blue didn’t seem particularly upset by her loss. He raised an eyebrow at Elsie, who flinched a little when she met his gaze but refused to look away. She wore a determined expression as she pushed through her lingering inhibition to explain, “I had an idea.” The blush on her cheeks deepened a little as she added more quietly, “And a vision. This morning. I know it might be giving Lily what she wants, but…”

She trailed off, then picked back up a moment later, “Blue needs more HP. I—I want us to do what we can to get her a big boost tonight. There are some unclaimed firsts that we can make sure she gets, if you’re both willing to go along with me.”

Kevin’s expression hardened at the hostess’s name, but he didn’t dismiss the idea out of hand. “We don’t have to do what the visions say. They’re just a way for Lilith to put an idea in your head, right?”

Elsie nodded. “I know. But I—there’s something I need to do, and this will help Blue.” She turned to study Blue for a moment, who tilted her head to the side slightly as she examined the brownie in turn. Kevin watched as the two sized each other up, suddenly grateful—and a little suspicious—of the newly crafted magical item which revealed that both women’s arousal was slowly increasing as they eyed each other.

“Blue, are you sure you—”

“You’re the one who made me wait all day.” Blue’s gaze broke from Elsie and turned towards Kevin as she interrupted him. “I haven’t gotten to have sex since the first time, and that feels all hazy because of the water, still. I don’t know why you aren’t having sex more. Do you not like it?”

The direct innocence of the harpy’s question caught Kevin a little off-guard. “No, I like sex—”

“Then why not have it more? I want it. Elsie wants it.” The English woman nodded emphatically in confirmation, backing up the number displayed over her head, “What’s stopping you?”

Kevin froze. It was a perfectly valid question, and one which shot straight through the layers of uncertainty that had been building in his mind since the revelation of Lilith’s duplicity was revealed. It pushed past some of the defenses that Kyle’s questions had eroded earlier, and left the DM struggling to word his answer in a way that made sense. “I don’t—Lilith brought you here against your will. All of you. I don’t want to just let her **** you into anything.”

Blue shrugged. “Harpies aren’t usually all that picky about their mates. I’m smarter now than I was when she brought me here. Thinking is easier, words come more smoothly. That doesn’t change who I am, though. You gave me my first taste of sex the other day. Now I want more. Besides,” She turned to the side and a second resounding slap filled the room as she spanked her own ass at least as hard as Elsie had. “Slutty tinker girl there owns my ass for the night, if she says it’s yours, it’s yours.”

“Wait, you were a virgin?” Kevin goggled at Blue, seemingly more thrown by that admission than by the harpy’s proclamation of Elsie’s ownership.

“Yeah? Not a lot of guys in the nest, and all of my sisters were bigger and older so I never got a turn with any of the men.” From the harpy’s tone, it was clear she didn’t consider giving up her virginity to be particularly important—at least, not beyond the sex itself having been something she enjoyed.

Kevin considered that for a few more moments. The harpy’s body was far more human than it had been when she arrived—deliciously, alluringly so, even—but the mind inside it was alien.

Non-human. It was something with which he’d barely had the chance to come to grips when the show started, and as he stared at the blue-feathered woman in front of him, he realized that he’d been doing her a disservice in the process.

Blue might look more or less human, but she wasn’t, and by imposing his values on her, he was denying her the right to assert her own needs.

He nodded, then turned to Elsie. “Alright. What are we doing?”

The brownie blushed again, but didn’t hesitate to point to the bed. “There. We’re—Blue is going to sit on my face. Then you can—” She stopped, closed her eyes, and burst out in a rush, “Then you can bugger her. We’ll both get HP for the threesome, and she’ll get points for, you know.”

Kevin pushed himself to his feet when Elsie indicated the bed, then nearly stumbled as she explained what she had in mind. From the expression on Blue’s face, it was clear the harpy didn’t know exactly what the English woman was suggesting. He hesitated for a moment, glancing back at Elsie, before firming his resolve. “Alright. Blue—this might take a little explanation.”

To Kevin’s surprise, however, once he and Elsie managed to explain the idea to Blue, she showed no resistance to the idea—especially once the latter explained that she could make up another batch of the same slippery substance she’d used on her first night with Kevin.

What happened next felt almost like a fever dream for the season’s Master. Within minutes, Elsie and Blue had stripped naked, the former laying on her back in the middle of the room’s massively oversized bed.

The English girl’s brown eyes looked up from the mattress until they locked onto Kevin’s face, but before he could decipher the expression she wore, his vision was blocked by the deliciously rounded cheeks of Blue’s backside as she planted her knees to either side of Elsie’s head.

For all that the harpy was apparently a virgin no more than a handful of days before, she showed no hesitation about getting sexually involved with another woman in front of Kevin. In fact, the combination of her lack of inhibition and her new Path of the Feywild meant that—exactly as Elsie asked—Blue ground the bare lips of her already slick pussy across the English girl’s face and mouth as she rode her tongue aggressively.

Then, hips still rocking in a steady rhythm as Elsie began to obediently tongue the wet cunt that filled her vision, Blue looked back over her shoulder at Kevin and provocatively slapped her own ass.

The message was clear. Any hesitation he might have felt earlier in the day dissolved in the face of not only the erotic sight of the naked beauties in front of him, but also the undeniable quantified evidence of their arousal. The moan that Elsie let out as she ate Blue’s pussy reflected the 9 the circlet assigned to her arousal, and he watched the harpy’s tick over from a 7 to an 8 when she realized he was staring at her ass. She gave it another little teasing shake, which was all it took to propel Kevin to motion.

Elsie had already provided him with a bottle of the same substance she’d used on their first night together. He tossed it onto the bed as he stripped out of his clothes, then retrieved it a moment later as he moved to kneel behind Blue.

A strange feeling passed over him as he began to apply the substance to his shaft. Two days before, he wouldn’t have had any idea how to proceed. Now—with the memories Lilith altered when he changed the past he’d shared with Hazel—he realized that while his dating history still wasn’t phenomenal, that had changed.

Kevin was guided by memories he’d only received the day before as he carefully ensured that first his own dick, then the pink puckered hole of Blue’s asshole were carefully coated in slick elixir. He paused for long enough to watch Elsie’s tongue flit out and dance across the harpy’s pussy, then used one hand to steady himself while the other wrapped around the athletic Monk’s hip to hold her in place as he set himself in position.

Blue watched over her own shoulder with interest. If the harpy held any reservations about the act, or felt any fear, neither showed on her face. Her golden eyes watched as Kevin shifted his hips behind her, then half closed when she felt him make his first contact. A moment later, her perfectly plump lips parted in a gasp of surprise as Kevin began to slowly, cautiously, press his way forward.

Almost instantly, he realized that he needn’t have bothered with caution. The interaction of the body Lily had crafted with a transformation, the elixir that not only provided lubrication but also converted any discomfort the harpy might have felt into pleasure, and the woman’s already high arousal meant that Kevin’s cock was welcomed into Blue’s asshole like he was coming home. The tight ring of muscles slipped easily around the head of his dick, its embrace deliciously tight as he slowly buried his entire length in her back passage.

Both Elsie and Blue moaned in unison, and Kevin started to move again. His new memories included a handful of occasions when the women he’d dated had been willing to try anal. The results had been mixed at best. While one or two had enjoyed the act, the preparation, cleanup, and lengthy period of adjustment his partners needed to get used to the sensation meant the act had rarely been worth the effort.

This was different. Blue’s body welcomed him, and the harpy’s moans only intensified when he pushed her forward so he could thrust into her more aggressively. The bratty threads woven into her new path translated to an enthusiastic response to being put in her place, even when that place was face-first between the thighs of the woman whose face she was riding.

The erotic sight of the two women locked in a sixty-nine while his dick disappeared between Blue’s cheeks was almost enough to set Kevin off, but he refused to give in—not when there was so much more pleasure to be had.

The three fucked for hours.

Kevin’s stamina seemed limitless, and it was only after he’d emptied himself in Blue’s puckered passage and the three had made their way to the showers that he’d realized he was still hard. He had Elsie clean first him, then Blue, then wound up fucking the harpy against the back wall of the shower.

As Elsie moved to obediently lick him clean, he remembered the name of the hot springs they’d visited earlier.

This is going to be a long night.

Blue:

Missionary (+10 HP)

Doggy (+10 HP)

Anal (+20 HP)(First! X2)

Threesome (+20 HP)(First! X2)

Sex with another Harem Member in front of the Master (+20 HP)(First! X2)

36 HP -> 176 HP

Elsie:

Doggy (+10 HP)

Threesome (+20 HP)(First! X2)

Sex with another Harem Member in front of the Master (+20 HP)(First! X2)

135 HP -> 225 HP