Cerise Jubilé

Stella was irritated. She was currently sitting on a stool that one of Kalliope’s Fauns had brought her because, apparently, the lamia didn’t keep chairs for people who weren’t playing. That was fine, though. Stella didn’t need a fancy seat, and the fauns had been more than accommodating, bringing her snacks and water without her asking. They seemed much more proactive than other fauns on the island and hastened to make sure people were taken care of without being told. So it wasn’t like she was uncomfortable.

So no, it wasn’t out of discomfort that Stella was grinding her teeth together. It was because, despite her dismay at Maya’s game choice, she thought it would at least be over fast. Yahtzee between two people? How long could that take? Half an hour? An hour? Well, now that the game was cresting on its fifth, Stella felt like she had properly been taken for a ride. She had expected Miss “I love games” to be focused on the task at hand, not to become a social chatterbox. Between every round, the snake-woman and Maya would pause as Maya would ask her another question about where she grew up, or her family, or what her favourite food was.

Throughout it all, Stella was **** to sit on the sidelines, an outsider munching on olives as Kalliope explained that despite being part snake, she didn’t hatch from an egg-or whatever. She chewed on the side of her cheek. She had come here expecting a spectacle, not the equivalent of two bubbys in the park. Her patience was at its end, and she let out a large groan that echoed in the enclosed space, “Are you close to being done?!”

Maya stopped whatever thought she was on and turned to look over at Stella, “Oh, you’re still here?”

Stella felt her face burn bright, like steam was about to burst from her ears as Kalliope’s laughter tittered away, “Yes, Maya! Do you have object permanence?! People don’t stop existing when you stop looking at them!”

Maya’s lips forming a round “O,” she suddenly looked bashful, “Sorry, I was just having fun. We’re almost done, it’s my last roll.”

Rising from her stool, Stella crossed the room to the table, “Fantastic, so we’re almost out of h-” She froze as her eyes settled on the tally, “I thought you were good at games.”

This earned a throaty chuckle from Kalliope. The scoresheet showed that Maya was currently down a total of sixty-four points, her score at 115, and Kalliope’s final score at 179. The scores told a story, too. Normally, you try to get three dice of each upper section roll for the bonus, and Maya had not done that. She had a large straight marked down, but not a small one or a full house, while Kalliope had no straights but a full house and a yahtzee. Even Kalliope’s three and four of a kind were of higher value. It all communicated that rather than be strategic with her takes, Maya was constantly gambling on the high values and then **** to collect less than stellar rolls. The only thing left was her sixes roll

Staring completely dumbfounded, Stella put her hands on Maya’s shoulders and began to shake her aggressively, “What is actually your damage girlie?! ‘LuCk Is A sKiLl’” she quoted mockingly, “I thought you had a plan, a dumb one maybe, but something!”

Kalliope watched, head in hands, making no effort to rush things as she gestured at the dice, “Oh come now, the game is not over yet.”

“Of course you’d say that!” Stella pointed a finger accusingly, before clutching her face with her hands and dragging them down. She turned back to Maya, who, through it all was still smiling, “Why are you grinning?”

“Because,” Maya said simply as she grabbed the dice, “I can still win this. All I have to do is roll six on all five dice, get the bonus, and I’ll have more points.”

Stella’s mouth was agape, and she grabbed Maya and shook her again, who let her head wobble even as she kept the dice steady, “That’s not a chance! That’s lunacy! What are you doing!? Talking all confident, like-” the imp made a mock serious face and dropped her voice, “‘I can still win this’, You’re mental.”

“No! See, luck is a pendulum. You need bad luck to generate good luck. I have currently set myself up with lots of bad luck, so now only good luck will come.” Maya pouted.

“That! Is! Not! How! Statistics! Work!” Stella threw up her hands, “Fine! Whatever, roll your dice…ugh people are going to blame me for this somehow because no one will believe that you are fucking certifiable!”

Maya just grinned, “Just you wait and see, here it comes!” She threw the five dice, which scattered across the table, revealing…no sixes. Stella roared as she circled around, and Kalliope chuckled on the sidelines as Maya merely picked up the dice again, “It’s fine! I have two more rolls.”

Pacing around, Stella stopped as she watched Maya throw the dice again for a single six to show up, “Alright, it was a good run, Maya, but maybe this will be a lesson for next time. I love chaos as much as anyone, but like you gotta know you are not the protagonist of some gambling anime, the world has rules, you know, maths and the like, and you’re going to have to start actually tr-” the words caught dead in her throat as Maya rolled her final roll for the remaining four dice to land on six, “Fuck me.”

Maya frowned and narrowed her eyes, “Sorry, Stella, I don’t like you that way.” The way her voice was genuine and not joking almost made the imp feel bad.

Recovering quickly, Stella walked behind Maya, “Jeeze, we've got to get you a lottery ticket stat.”

Still with as uninterested a voice as before, Maya said, “Already did that.”

“Are you done?” Their banter was interrupted by Kalliope, who was leaning in over the table, making the difference in size plain as the shadow of her body loomed over the two.

Stella gulped as her purple-haired companion just smiled over at the lamia, “Yep! That brings my final score to 180. That makes me the victor.”

Stella watched the snake-woman carefully, half-expecting her mouth to open impossibly large with rows of teeth in outrage, but instead the pale woman’s face simply gave them a smile. A smile laced with malice, perhaps, but a smile nonetheless. “Yes indeed, and to the victor go the spoils. You have earned the right to choose your path…” With a wave of Kalliopes' arm, the dice vanished and were replaced with three cards on the table. Each detailed a different direction that Maya’s Crass Class could take, each with a bolded letter at the top.

B: Maya's voice becomes irresistibly captivating — smooth, seductive, and commanding. Her dirty talk can now compel obedience in those with lower VP than her, once per day per person.

N: Whenever Maya uses her transformation, she experiences a mirrored fraction of the pleasure she causes in others.

D: Maya loses the ability to speak plainly or professionally — all of her narration and speech becomes inherently laced with innuendo and vulgarity.

Stella read over Maya's shoulder and wince,d looking at the disastrous option, “So you weren’t kidding about these being able to truly fuck us over.”

Kalliope shrugged, “You say that, but how many would find a woman who looks like Maya speaking like a horny trollop arousing?”

Stella shifted her thighs uncomfortably, “I mean, it’s hot, but like she couldn’t function normally anymore.”

“And that is not my concern.” Kalliope turned her gaze to Maya, “Have you made your choice?”

Maya, who had not been listening, lifted the card labeled B and handed it to Kalliope, “This one, please!” Kalliope took the card and extended her hand, and a green glow flowed over Maya.

As the glow receded, she withdrew her hand, “It is done.”

Maya: 40 BP - 20 BP: 20 BP remaining

Maya stood up and touched her throat, “I thought it would feel more-oh” She paused, hearing her voice. It hadn’t changed per se, but there was a quality to it that wasn’t there before, a sensation in the ear like running a hand over velvet. Stella felt her ears perk up as the voice sent a prickle down her spine.

Shifting her eyes away from Maya, Stella crossed her arms. “Are we done here?”

“I guess so,” Maya stood and brushed herself off, and then paused, looking at Stella, “You have less VP than me, right? Can you push my chair in?”

The imp tapped her foot, “That’s not how it works; it specifically said dirty talk.”

“Oh,” Maya paused and then leaned in towards Stella and whispered, “Can you be a good little girl for Mommy and push in her chair?”

Stella felt her features flush and her face turn crimson as an overwhelming desire to please Maya took over her mind, finding herself rushing over to the discarded chair and pushing it in, her voice startling herself as she let out a rushed, “Yes, Mommy~” she mewed before letting out an affronted “Hey!” She pouted as Maya gave her a little smirk and skipped toward the exit.

Caleb was currently lying face up in the water, staring at the sky as it gently changed hue from blue to an orange-red. He had followed Maddy into the water after recovering his senses on the beach. He didn’t know what it was right now, maybe the post coital hormones, the solitary island or whatever, but right now was the first time in so long that he felt like he could be outside without his heart hammering at his chest. Every so often, a random strong beat would make him fear for it getting worse, but while here with Maddy, he was calm.

Speaking of, the splashing, sun-kissed form of Maddy had barely left his side since getting in the water and was currently playfully dragging him by the foot around the island and giggling, occasionally leaning over and kissing Caleb on the lips and then giving a big grin. Caleb had been worried about her using the transformation, and while he had been distracted, seeing how it changed her had made his concerns grow. But looking into her eyes, he saw the same kindness he had grown familiar with over the last week, just unburdened with extraneous thought.

With a short grunt, he swung his arms and righted himself in the water before lunging over and wrapping his arms around her, which unleashed a storm of laughter from her as she leaned back against his chest, pressing her body against him.

She looked up at him and gave a big dopey grin, “Hey there, Caleb? Getting pent up again?”

“Hey,” He said back, smiling down and ignoring the smell that she gave off; it had only grown throughout the day, it was floral and reminded him of the woods, all while setting his body ablaze. A feeling she clearly reciprocated as she rubbed against him, pressing her backside against the bulge in his trunks. He shook his head, “Maybe a little, but I wanted to check in.”

“Hmmm…” Maddy raised her arms and hung gently off Caleb’s neck, “Whatcha checking out?”

Caleb gave her a playful grin and squeezed her lightly, “Checking in, in!” In the water, she was practically weightless, and Caleb turned her around to face him, not that she resisted. “Are you happy right now? What’s that transformation doing to you?”

Maddy giggled, “That’s a big, big question for me to think about, silly.” She ran a finger through the hair on the master’s chest, “But…I’m happy, everything feels light, like I’m filled with the stuff inside balloons.”

“Helium.” Caleb prompted, and Maddy smiled.

“Yeah- that.” She kept rubbing his chest, “And all my worries and bad thoughts, all the things that normally fill my head are filled with a…a…very heavy thing hehe. They can’t make it to the top, and I’m so warm, Caleb, I just want to be close to you and feel you, and touch you, and hmmm.” She let out a little mewling sound, “it feels so nice, so yeah, I’m happy. Big Big Big Happy,” She giggled

“Well, good, I’m happy to hear it.” Caleb smiled down at her.

She looked up with her bright green doe eyes, “Are you happy, Caweb?”

Caleb made a sound that was half between a laugh and a scoff and looked over the water towards the city. He then paused. How long had he spent locked in a house, never going outside, afraid to see the sun, afraid of people, afraid of living? How long had he spent feeling like he was finished, that the only reason to stick around was his dad? When was the last time he saw a sunset? He realized, to both his amazement and his horror, that if not for being brought here, he may have never changed.

Looking down at Maddy, who was looking at him with a concerned expression and he gave a lopsided grin, “I don’t know, but maybe…maybe I’m getting there.” In this moment, Lucian, Reyna, Harem Hotel; they all felt so far away.

The chef grinned mischievously, “Well, maybe I can help.” She lunged at his lips and wrapped her legs around his waist, sending Caleb falling backward as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back as they were carried by the water. The kiss intensified, and in no time, Maddy was hungrily grinding her hips against his, pushing against the bulge in his pants with a fervor that made him feel they were both in danger of losing their suits.

He gently bit her lip as they kissed, as his hands cupped her meager breasts through her suit. Barely enough for a handful, but soft and elastic in his grip and, judging by the moan she released as he squeezed, sensitive.

Madeline- Master Touched Her Boobs! +2 VP

This kept going until suddenly, Caleb felt her stop moving against him. He broke the kiss, panting softly, “Is something- wrong?” What was wrong, though, became readily apparent.

Maddy’s eyes, once brimming with joy, were now filled with sudden and profound embarrassment. Her skin, no longer bronze, had returned to its normal soft pale hue, except for her face, which was crimson red. Her legs loosened around him as she jumped back.

Caleb reached towards her and she held out her hand, “I’m fine! I’m fine! Just… whoa…it all came flooding back at once…I-” She looked at him through the fingers covering her face, “I’m sorry.” She took a few deep breaths, “I…can’t do anything more right now, I’m sorry.”

“Hey,” The master approached, his voice gentle and soft, “It’s alright, why don’t we clean up and head back for dinner?” A look of frustration crossed the blonde’s face before she wordlessly nodded, and they both made their way back to the beach.

Dinner was a quiet affair. Caleb tried to engage with Maddy a few times, but her answers drifted to the monosyllabic and the conversation would die. Now, in the elevator, Caleb felt the pressure looming over them since the awkward encounter in the water and tried once more to break the silence, “I want you to know…it’s ok if you don’t want to do anything. I know you were under the effect of the transformation earlier, it’s ok, we don’t have to rush things.”

To his surprise, this was met by Maddy stomping her foot and growling in frustration, “Caleb! D-do you think I don’t want to do things with you?” Even with the slight stammer, the irritation in her voice carried her through.

Caleb leaned back from the intensity of the blonde’s gaze, “I-I mean.” Caleb looked around, trying to collect himself, “I thought you were embarrassed and maybe unhappy with how far things went.”

“I WAS embarrassed! And frustrated because I was embarrassed!” Maddy crossed her arms, “I’m not a kid, Caleb, and maybe I’m shy and have a hard time with conflict, but I’m not naive either. Even I w-want to do things like that with the guy I like.”

“Oh…um, I see.” It was all the Master could manage to get out as he stared at the fiery determination in Maddy’s eyes. Her body may be shaking, but he could tell she wasn’t lying or pushing herself. And that smell from earlier was still so intense.

Maddy fell back a little and played with her hands, “I…don’t know if I’m ready for sex, but I want tonight to be special.”

The elevator rang, and it took both of them time to recover from her statement to acknowledge it and step off. Caleb swallowed, “Whatever you want to do, Maddy, I’ll follow your lead.”

The chef looked up and locked eyes with him and then made her way to the bedroom door and opened it, giving him a glance as she closed it, “Then wait here for just one moment, o-ok?”

Caleb didn’t know how long he waited; the anticipation in the air and the remnants of that smell kept his mind focused on what was about to happen. Eventually, when Maddy’s voice came through calling him in, he could feel his nerves shot as he opened the door, and there she was. Standing a little awkwardly, avoiding eye contact, stood Maddy. She had applied a bit of make-up, a subtle shading to her lips, making them stand out as she stood in a light pink sheer lace gown that stopped just above her knees. The frills and lace accenting her chest making it stand out despite her small size.

The Master stood there for a second, the chef shifting under his gaze, wondering what he was thinking when, eventually, he opened his mouth and quietly said, “You’re beautiful.”

The pink glow on her cheeks intensified, matching her outfit as she approached him and revealed she was holding something behind her back, which appeared to be pink silk cloths. She pressed her head gently against his chest, “I wanted…to try something, I thought if I couldn’t do…well, if I couldn’t go all the way, I could try using my mouth, but I got scared so…” She quietly fell to her knees in front of the bed, “I thought maybe you could tie my hands behind my back so I can’t run? And cover my eyes so I can’t be afraid of what’s coming?”

Caleb’s cock suddenly had the tensile strength to support a small suspension bridge. He no longer had any moisture in his mouth as he nodded, “We can do that…just if something goes too far, how will you let me know?”

Maddy thought for a moment and then lifted her leg behind her, kicking down with her foot so it made a hard, flat thud, “If you hear me do that three times, that means stop, ok?”

Nodding, Caleb took the proffered fabric from Maddy and swallowed, “Ok, yeah…let’s try it out.”

Caleb summoned his knot knowledge from being a scout when he was younger, and as he tied Maddy’s wrists together wondered what his scout master would think, knowing this was what he was doing with the skills he learned for a merit badge. He then took the other fabric and began to wrap it around the chef’s eyes, “Just let me know if it’s too tight, ok?”

Madeline- Bound by Master: +3 VP FIRST x2 BONUS

The blond nodded as he finished tying the bond and then looked up in Caleb’s direction without being able to see him. The darkness overtaking her made it impossible to know what was coming, and rather than feeling fear, she felt her sex clench in excitement. Looking towards where she thought Caleb was, she opened her mouth, “I’m ready.”

Caleb froze, looking down at her, staring up at him. Her face was the picture of tranquility mixed with embarrassment. She let her tongue hang out of her wet mouth, holding it open for him as saliva collected and dripped slightly from her lip.

Hands shaking with anticipation, Caleb slowly undid his pants and fished out his cock, which had been straining so hard against its confines, it only needed the suggestion of assistance to release captivity. Holding it in his hands, he positioned himself in front of her mouth; he could feel her breath on his skin, and the sensation made him tremble. For her part, Maddy could smell Caleb approaching, and the anticipation caused another surge of wetness below and made her give off a soft whine.

Unable to hold back any longer, Caleb slid himself into the blonde’s mouth and watched as he lips formed a tight seal around his length even as she brought her tongue around him. The intensity of the sensation was too much, and Caleb found himself gripping onto Maddy’s hair for support, pulling her deeper onto his length. She sputtered and gagged, but made no movement of her foot.

Encouraged by this, Caleb began to work his hips, “You’re such a good girl, Maddy…taking care of everyone, taking…my cock like this.” She moaned around his length in response, sending vibrations up his length, but he continued, “You’re always so kind…and gentle…but only I get to see this side. The sexy…fucking good girl who inhales my cock, fuck”

Maddy eagerly nodded her head, with him still in her mouth. She felt so full of his member, hot, sweet, and salty in her mouth. With the blindfold on, the sensation as she struggled to swallow it down as he pumped deeper into her throat, along with his voice, was filling her. It was like there was nothing else in the universe. She was his good girl, and his cock was everything as her insides clenched with every thrust.

“You always try your hardest, and…fuck, you always look out for others.” Caleb gasped as he felt his cock throbbing hard, “So I’m going to look out for you…as you fucking take my cock like slut, fucking christ!”

The chef could feel him getting close and began to bob her head in rhythm with his thrusts, feeling her cunt at the edge. Caleb pulled her hard onto his length, pressing her nose against his pelvis as he began to release his load directly into her mouth.

Behind the blindfold, as the bitter liquid coated the inside of her mouth, Maddy’s eyes rolled back as she fought to keep still as her pussy spasmed to her own climax. As Caleb pulled out, Maddy closed her mouth and gulped, trying to swallow everything she could.

Madeline- Blindfolded Sex +1 VP FIRST x2 BONUS

Madeline- Blowjob! +3 VP

Madeline- Swallowed! +1 VP

Calming after his release, Caleb knelt down at eye level with the panting form of Maddy and undid her blindfold. Her eyes were unfocused and slowly came to rest on his face as she smiled softly, “W-was it good?”

“Yes, yes, it was very good.” The master reached up and stroked her cheek

“Good girl?” She asked with a grin.

“Hey, you started it earlier, calling me good boy.” Caleb pointed out.

“I suppose so…both are nice,” She leaned her hand against Caleb’s palm

Caleb took his hand away to begin untying the blonde, “Yeah, I don’t mind either.”

As she regained the use of her hands, Maddy gently rubbed her wrists, “Would…would you hold me while we sleep?”

“Yeah, that sounds great.” Caleb reached out and helped her to her feet before they climbed into bed.