Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne

Mary drifted off to sleep with just a small bit of anticipation burning in her stomach.

Tonight she was going to be subjected to a dream. The kind of dream that would normally have made her incredibly anxious, but right now just made her…

Excited.

She knew she shouldn’t be feeling that way. But she couldn’t help herself. And besides, it’s not like I can do anything to stop it, she rationalized. Just like when Rose milked me, it’s something I just have to go along with.

Mary vowed to “endure” the upcoming ministrations to the best of her ability.

As most dreams went, Mary had no idea how she found herself where she was. But she didn’t need to know the how and the why, she had the what- and the what was pretty damn clear.

She was standing in a church. Or, more specifically, she was standing at the altar.

And there was only one reason she could think of for that.

Today was her wedding! The day she’d been dreaming of ever since she was a little girl in pigtails! Today was the happiest day in her life, and she felt like she could hardly breathe!

Somehow, Mary was viewing herself from another perspective, like she was watching a film with her as the star. And she looked just gorgeous! Dressed in a long, flowing white dress with a beautiful silk veil, a testament to the years she spent devoted to protecting her virginity. She had no idea that she could ever look so beautiful. Even her bulging, milk-inflated boobs seemed to look tasteful when squeezed into her tight dress, and she just couldn’t help but drool at her lovely appearance.

Everything was perfect… with one exception.

She wasn’t alone.

Standing beside Mary at the altar was… Morgana. She looked like a photo negative of Mary standing beside her; pale where her skin was rosy, a black dress where hers was white as snow, even her veil was made of black lace, as if she’d dressed to attend a funeral instead of her wedding.

And yes, it was Morgana’s wedding too. Mary knew that to be true in the way you always knew things to be true in dreams; it was just true, and she accepted that readily.

Then suddenly, Mary was in her body again, only Nick wasn’t there. She looked around the chapel to try and find him, but found that a fruitless task. After all, she couldn’t see the faces of anyone in the audience, or even the priest, for that matter. Even Morgana’s face was hidden behind a veil.

Mary was surrounded by friends and family, and yet she’d never felt more alone.

“Mary…”

“Hnng!” Mary flinched with delight when she heard her name. Nick! There he was! How had she missed him? He was standing right in front of her at the altar!

“Ah, the groom has finally arrived.” The priest said with a joyful lilt in his voice. “Now tell me my good man, have you brought the rings for your blushing brides?”

Mary felt a delightful chill of ecstasy run down her spine. A ring! Nick was going to give her a ring!

Nick held out his “rings” to the girls, and Mary gasped. It wasn’t a ring at all! It was… a collar made of white leather, with a long chain connected to it.

“That’s… thank you!” Mary’s lips spoke for her. She lifted her veil, bearing her gorgeous face to Nick as Morgana did the same. Both girls accepted their respective collars from their husband-to-be.

“Mary Mactaggert. Will you accept Nick as your master and husband, to love and cherish for all eternity, serving him with your body and heart, and bear him as many children as he wishes?” The priest asked.

“With all my heart!” Mary exclaimed, affixing the collar to her throat. She didn’t know if her words were spoken from her heart, or if she was induced into saying those words by the script of the dream. She felt her body kneeling in front of Nick, and looked up at him with slavish devotion. At the same time, Morgana was affirming her own vows, accepting the black leather collar from Nick as well, joining Mary on her knees in front of him.

“Then by the power vested in me, I proclaim the two of you Nick Reynolds’ wives, and sexual servants,” the priest boomed. “You may now service the groom.”

Suddenly the church began to spin. But Mary saw nothing wrong with that; as dreams were wont to do, things were completely normal, and suddenly she found herself in a fancy bedroom, with Nick sitting on the bed; she and Morgana still knelt in front of him.

“Mary,” Morgana whispered, crawling towards Nick. “It’s time to prove our devotion to our husband. There’s nothing holding us back now…”

“Nothing holding us back…” Mary breathed. She felt her heart pounding in her chest. Finally, after all this time waiting, she could finally be with Nick in the way she desired most.

But she needed to hurry up. Morgana was already on the bed, with her veil pulled back and making out with Nick. That wasn’t fair! This was Mary’s wedding night too! She scurried over to join the two of them, climbing up next to Nick and pressing her breasts into his side.

“Me too…!” She panted, feeling her body flush with heat. “Please… Nick… me too…!”

Nick pulled back from Morgana and turned to look at Mary, and her heart skipped a beat. He moved forward and pressed his lips against hers, sending a shiver down her spine.

“Hnng!” Mary trembled, and her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the heat from his lips flood through her body. She was practically orgasmic already just feeling his hands on her body. I don’t have to hold back anymore… I can do everything I want now!

She wrapped her arms around his back and pulled him down, until he was on top of her. His hands groped her chest and she felt her milk start to leak out, staining the front of her dress, but she didn’t care. She saw those stains as marks of love.

“You’re lactating already…” Nick growled, and she shivered when she heard the desire in his voice.

“I’m ready for you,” she whispered. “Please put your babies in me… make me a mommy… I’m so ready to be a mommy…!”

Nick kissed her cheek, then moved down to her chin, and then her neck. “You’re going to look so beautiful… filled with my children… I’m going to turn you into my personal baby factory, Mary.”

He moved one hand down to her stomach, tracing patterns over her midriff. Wherever his fingers touched felt incredibly hot. Mary arched her back, trying to get her crotch closer to his, even though she knew it was futile.

“First, we need to get these bigger,” Nick smirked, pulling down the front of her dress and letting her boobs come flopping out. He wrapped his lips around one of her nipples and began to suck out her milk, feasting on maternal blessings. She squirmed and moaned, humping against him in delight.

“YES! Please, more!” Mary moaned. She felt his hands trail down her dress, moving underneath to caress her legs.

“You taste delicious, Mary,” Nick said, leaning up to look her in the eye. He tucked her legs up and bent her at the waist, pinning her down in a position that left her completely helpless, with her pantiless crotch facing up towards the ceiling.

“It’s the mating press!” Morgana giggled, a giddy smile on her face. “The perfect position for breeding that cow!”

Mary should have taken offense at being called a cow, but in the heat of the moment she couldn’t imagine anything hotter.

“YES!” She moaned. “Yes, I’m a cow! Please, please breed your cow!” She moaned. “Put as many babies into me as you can, Nick! MASTER!”

“You don’t have to tell me twice,” Nick said, unzipping his pants. She marveled at the size of his penis, it was a monstrous behemoth of breeding, perfectly massive for filling her up with semen. If he came inside of her, she was certain he’d fill her up with twins… no, triplets! …Quadruplets?

Then he was inside her. It felt… good? Yes, she was definitely being overwhelmed with pleasure, but… there was something off about- OH!

“Yes! Right there!” She moaned as her pussy lips parted to make space for his massive cock. He pushed deeper into her, and her eyes rolled back in her head as light flashed in front of her. Finally… she was finally losing her virginity, and it felt better than she ever could have imagined!

Sex felt amazing… it was marvelous… it was breathtaking!

…Wait, she actually couldn’t breathe.

Mary gasped, and fumbled for air. But something was cutting her off. Things started turning black, and she heard Morgana above her.

“How would you like to try mine, Mary?” She purred, pushing her boobs against Mary’s face. Mary was drowning in gothic titflesh, and the darkness begin to spasm against her eyes. She shook and tried to push Morgana off her, but the other girl wouldn’t budge.

She couldn’t even feel Nick inside her anymore. The world collapsed around her, and all she could feel were soft boobs cutting off her air.

“Zzznoorrkk…”

Mary’s eyes snapped open and she realized she actually WAS being smothered. Gina was lying on top of her, with her massive breasts crammed into Mary’s face.

Get… off! Mary summoned every bit of **** strength she had in her and shoved Gina off. The dark-haired girl didn’t even notice, she just turned over in bed and continued sleeping.

“That… that was…” Mary gasped for air, clutching her chest. It took her a few seconds to calm down from nearly dying. The dream flashed through her mind and she squirmed in delight. It was one of the best dreams she’d ever had. Finally being married to Nick… becoming one with him… it wasn’t her fault she had that dream, of course! That was all due to Morgana! …But still…

Too bad it was just a dream.

She glared at Gina, miffed that the other woman had ruined such a tender moment in her sleep. She went back to sleep, hoping to return to her wedding night with Nick.

Nick awoke to a rather pleasant sensation. Marley had cuddled him tight, wrapping her boobs around his arm. Her face was pressed up so close to his he could see her breathing. He swallowed, enjoying her body heat for a brief moment, only to realize that he was feeling some sensation from his left side, as well.

That would be Carly. Rather than hugging him, though, she was perched up on her elbow, blue eyes sparkling as she looked at him.

Then she raised her eyebrows, grinned, and ghosted her fingers over his dick.

“C-Car-!” She pressed her finger to his lips, stopping his objection. He stared at her, shocked that she would do something so bold.

But not that shocked.

“Shhh,” she whispered, nodding towards her sister. “She’s sleeping. You don’t want to make any noise and wake her up… right?”

Nick blushed as she slowly stroked his shaft, working him back up. She was going agonizingly slow, tightening and loosening her grip to alternate the pleasure going to his shaft. She was having a blast, enjoying watching him struggle and squirm as he tried to keep his voice down so as not to wake Marley up.

“Hmnguh…” Marley muttered. She loosened her grip and her eyes fluttered open. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, staring blurrily at Nick.

Her sister continued to stroke him up.

“Huh?” Marley squinted, her eyes moving from Nick, to Carly, to Carly’s hand around his dick. Then she yawned and turned over in bed, going back to sleep.

A sigh of relief slipped out from between Nick’s lips.

“HEY! WAIT A MINUTE!” Marley sprung up and stared at the two of them, aghast and wide awake. “What are you two doing?!”

“Whoop, we got caught,” Carly smirked.

“Sorry, Marley, I didn’t mean to,” Nick pleaded. “I woke up, and she just started touching my dick, I swear!”

“Well, you know,” Carly shrugged. “I mean-”

“Oh, trust me, I KNOW it wasn’t you,” Marley said, giving a scathing look Carly’s way. Her sister glanced to the side and started whistling.

“Stop playing around!” Marley flicked Carly’s forehead. She got out of bed and covered herself, feeling a little embarrassed and exposed.

She nearly tumbled over.

“Yo, you good?” Carly asked, going over to her sister’s side. Marley’s face was bright red.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine,” she stammered. “I mean… it’s just… my legs feel like jelly.”

Carly blinked. “Well, I mean… that should be kind of normal for you, yeah?”

Marley’s eye twitched. “I’ll strangle you!” She growled, throwing herself onto her sister. The two rolled around on the floor messing with each other, and for a second Nick was terrified someone was going to get hurt.

Then both girls burst out laughing.

“Sorry, sorry, let me help you out,” Carly said, helping Marley stand again. “You’re feeling pretty sore, right?”

“Yeah,” Marley said, nodding, placing her hand over her groin. She winced. “I guess that’s what happens when you lose your virginity, huh? Everybody says it hurts.”

Carly gave her sister a blank stare. “Yeah, it’s definitely losing your virginity alright,” she said, nodding. She added under her breath, “it certainly had nothing to do with the three more times that followed it…”

“I need a change of clothes, too,” Marley said, turning red. “Can you, uh… can we…?”

Marley couldn’t go anywhere on her own, she needed her sister’s help. And while she was too sore for a morning quickie, it was clear Carly’s motor was nice and revved up. If she wanted to have sex with him, there wasn’t much Marley could say about it.

The cosplayer turned to Nick and gave him an apologetic smile.

“Sorry, Nick, but I gotta take care of my sister,” she said. “I’d like to have some more fun with you, but you understand, right?”

“Yeah, I totally get it,” Nick nodded. “You two have fun.”

“Um…” Marley finally looked him in the eye, and her cheeks turned red. She smiled shyly. “Thank you for… last night.”

“I feel like I should be thanking you,” Nick joked.

Marley considered that and nodded. “Yes, on second thought, you’re right.” She turned up her chin and flashed a haughty smirk. “Well? I’m waiting!”

Nick rolled his eyes and ushered the sisters towards the door. “Thank you, Marley, it was great. You two have fun.”

“You have fun too,” Carly cooed, batting her eyelashes. “On your date!”

Marley giggled.

Now it was Nick’s turn to blush. “Err… it’s not a… well…” He shook his head. He wasn’t going to do that anymore. “Yeah, I guess it is a date.”

“Oh wow, he actually acknowledged it,” Carly said, putting on an expression of surprise.

“Yeah, I’m completely surprised,” Marley nodded in agreement.

“OUT.” Nick closed the door on the cackling duo, and sighed. Another day, another headache.

But Mary’s kind smile flashed through his mind and his heart skipped a beat. He blushed, thinking about what she might have in mind. It was Mary, after all. He could always count on her to soothe his worries and heal his soul.

“Excited, Nick?”

Nick flinched in surprise. The first surprise was because he’d completely forgotten that Holly was here. The second surprise was that she had called him Nick, and not “master” or some other fawning appellation.

“I-I guess I am excited, yeah,” Nick said, nodding. His cheeks flushed.

“A date, huh?” Holly tapped her chin thoughtfully. “And then… last night, you said you wanted to talk about something involving Mary?”

Ah crap. Holly may have been a pervert, but she was still pretty sharp. She’d put the pieces together, apparently.

“Yeah, that’s right,” Nick said, nodding. “Mary… she asked me on a date yesterday. Err, for today, I mean. And, well…”

He shrugged his shoulders, not sure what else to say.

“I don’t know what to do.”

“What do you mean?” Holly asked, staring at him like he was an idiot. “You don’t know what to do? You go on the date, that’s what you do. Dating isn’t that complicated.”

Nick winced. “No, that’s not what I- Look, you just don’t understand.”

She raised her eyebrow. That was pretty obviously the case.

Nick leaned in close. “I think, Mary… I think the reason she asked me on this date is because she wants to… well…”

He looked around to make sure that the room was empty this time.

“I think she wants to ask me to marry her.”

Holly’s eyes widened like dinner plates.

“Marriage?!” She gasped. “That’s so…”

“I know, right? It’s crazy,” Nick said, shaking his head.

“…Oh. I was going to say ‘so romantic’,” Holly admitted, and Nick sighed, nearly slapping his forehead in exasperation. Leave it to Holly to not respond like an ordinary person.

“I don’t know what to do,” Nick said. “I care about Mary, I really do. But I don’t know if I… well, you know…”

“If you want to marry her?” Holly winced. “Nick… that’s not going to work out.”

“What do you mean?” He asked defensively. “Why isn’t it going to work out?”

“Because you want her,” Holly said.

“Holly!” Nick turned red. “I get it, okay? Mary won’t have sex with me unless we’re married, she’s made that point explicitly clear, repeatedly! But there’s more to a relationship than sex, you know!”

“I know that,” Holly said bluntly. “But I’m not talking about sex, either.”

Nick stared at her, shocked to hear such blasphemous words come out of Holly’s mouth.

She sneered at him, knowing exactly what he was implying and not at all pleased by it. Then she sighed. “Look, maybe you just want her in a romantic context, and not a sexual one. You want to go on dates with her, enjoy each other’s company, be boyfriend and girlfriend. But it’s Mary. That path only leads one way, and you know that as well as I do.”

Nick nodded. He did know where that path led, as afraid as he might have been to acknowledge it.

Mary wanted to marry him. And if he wanted to be with her…

“Mary wants a wedding. She doesn’t want to just date you. So if you want to date her, it has to be with marriage in mind. And you know that, don’t you?”

Nick nodded. He did know that. It was obvious to anyone who spent even a little time with the redhead. Mary wanted to be his wife.

“If you’re not ready for that, then you need to tell her,” Holly said. “And if you ARE ready for that, and that’s a pretty big ‘if’, then she deserves to know THAT, as well, don’t you think?”

Nick nodded. She made a pretty good point there, too.

“Yeah, you’re completely right,” he agreed. He wasn’t sure what his response would be, though. “But… what if I don’t know?”

Holly shrugged. “If you don’t know, then you don’t know. And you know what that means?”

He sighed. “I still have to tell her?”

Holly grinned. “Smart boy.”

It seemed that whatever Nick did, it was going to be serious.

Holly’s expression turned serious as well. She approached Nick and put her hand on his arm.

“It’s Mary,” she reminded him again. “You know how she feels about you. I just hope you can figure out how you feel yourself.”

“I know,” Nick nodded. “I’ll do my best.”

He heard a soft knock on the door and exhaled. Time to face the music.