Dinah Date 2, Part 1: Some Carrots and a Big Stick

Harper

Before the harem could move on with their day, a familiar voice sings out, “Wait, apparently my host forgot about the transformations. I apologize, Ms. O’Connor. You are looking quite fetching today. Shall we get on with it? First, Ms. Wulf, if you please.”

Josie looks excited, but a little confused. “Where do you want me, oh almighty producer?”

“Go stand by Ms. O’Connor.”

“Will do.” Josie saunters over and gives Harper a slight squeeze on the butt. “Are you excited to see what I got, old lady?”

Should I kiss her? I really want to kiss her. Before she could get the nerve to follow through on that desire, the producer continues, “Looks like Ms. O’Connor is having a loss of words. Well, it was about as close to a landslide as it could get. With 85.7% of the vote, How About Some Dynamic Stretches won. Oh, and we heard the feedback from the audience. It has been a couple of week’s their time since the vote announcement, after all. Here is the text as a reminder:”

The screen flashes the reminder text:

How About Some Dynamic Stretches? – Because flexibility equals sex ability. Josie gains +1 Dexterity, a proficiency in Acrobatics, and expertise in Hot Pilates. In addition, once per day, she can grant +1 Dexterity to a member of the harem for 8 hours by leading them in a session of Hot Pilates. If both Josie and the member of the harem orgasm during this session, the dexterity gain becomes permanent; the permanent effect cannot be applied more than once per harem member (Gym Bunny).

Josie has the cutest little smirk right now. Wait, did she just say that it’s been 2 weeks for the audience? What kind of crazy time dilation nonsense are we dealing with here?

As if the producer is reading her thoughts, she answers, “Yes, time flows differently here than in the dimensions of our audience. We do have to go through so much film to edit the show after all. We do have another transformation to give out. Ms. Wulf, if you would care to show off as you return?”

The gym-wolf complies, performing a perfect walking handstand over to the others, then pushing off the ground and landing a tight tuck jump.

“Ms. Hornblower, if you are ready.”

“It’s Doctor Hornblower,” Dinah states, “I worked hard for the title.” She walks over to Harper.

“Should I be preparing a veto, Dinah,” Harper whispers, “Daphne only gave me a vague description of you getting a vote.”

Through gritted teeth, she whispers back, “If you try to veto whatever I got…”

Harper quickly interrupts, “Ok, so Dinah is ready for her transformation now.”

“As you say. This vote was much more controversial. While we do have a winner, the vote was very close. It seems the audience didn’t quite know what to do with you, Ms. Doctor Hornblower. Again, you can purchase the others when you have the desire and funds. But, they did give you what would have been the most expensive one by far. With 43.75% of the vote, A Solution to the Involuntary Fecundity Crisis wins.”

Another quick reminder text added to the screen:

A Solution to the Involuntary Fecundity Crisis – Dinah and her partner can now control her fertility. She cannot become pregnant unless both parties consent to it. Odds of pregnancy outlined in HIS still apply. Dinah’s children will all be born without genetic defects, nor will they suffer any negative consequences from Dinah’s current or final state in the harem (Team Mom).

“To demonstrate the effect, Ms. Doctor Hornblower, if you would ask one of the others to touch your vagina? Not Ms. O’Connor. The first time she touches you down there, it should be in a more romantic situation.”

As Dinah walks over to the others, Harper reads the transformation text. Wow. That is amazing. It addresses just about all of my problems from last week’s date. I still don’t know how the kids would handle their birth mom being a coffee table, but we can work though those issues...

Harper’s train of though is interrupted by Dinah declaring, “I do not wish to be impregnated at this time.” Tina is busy lapping at Dinah’s clit, only pausing long enough to declare, “I kind of want to impregnate Dinah right now, but it’s okay if she doesn’t want me to.” Dinah cums on Tina’s tongue, then shudders a little, noting, “Okay, that was a little weird. Tina, you want to impregnate me?”

“I mean, you want a kid. And ours would be so cute.”

“But the VP considerations...”

“How romantic, thinking about game points when we’re talking about our kid. I like the name Bella. How about you?”

“Ahem. On that ballista bolt, let’s close the morning meeting. Let Ms. Peteresen or myself know if you have any issues.”

The group feels the producer step away. Most of the girls head out. Dinah leaves to prepare for their date, firing off a quick “1 PM in the One-Shot Room. Dress nice.” message. The others leave to start their day doing something. Then there are 2 in the bathhouse. The pleasantness of seeing Josie rewarded and Dinah partially restored done, Harper now has to deal with the unpleasantness of Indigo.

“How do I even start this conversation, Añil?”

“Oh, so you’re him.”

Indigo: -2 VP (Insulted the Mistress)

Interesting. Hearing the notification, Harper checks her phone, then shows it to the pervy fox-girl. She lets out a series of curses in Spanish, some of which Harper has no idea what they mean.

“If you’re done, I’m going to lay the cards on the table. One, everyone, save Beckie and that potion mermaid girl, knows what you have done. And, as soon as Daphne has a free moment, that potion mermaid will know what you’ve done, too. The security mermaid, Cassiopeia, was kind enough to collate the footage of your vile deeds this week for me. The only questions we have are why? And, in the case of casting Sleep on Dinah, how?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.”

Indigo: -2 VP (Disappointed Mistress)

“Fine. Doesn’t matter because it’s going to stop. Two, you know you are now in the negatives in the VP game. You have until the end of the round to fix that or you are going to be eliminated. And, until you prove to me that you have repented of your monstrous actions, you will NOT even be able to touch me. Do you understand?”

The pervert just glares.

“Remember your Playtime app? Well, I don’t know how you got around the whole ‘carrots and sticks’ thing I set up and, until this morning, I didn’t particularly care. I regretted it almost as soon as I told you about it. It was wrong of me to do all of that and for that I apologize. I am giving you the opportunity to make things right partially because I want to make amends myself. Anyways, I reprogrammed those macros I made to protect everyone from whatever you were doing. I removed the active triggers and made them into passives. They will automatically trigger when conditions are met; it’s up to you to avoid doing things that will trigger them. The ability to turn a triggered event off? That’s on me. You need my permission to get out of anything you trigger. So, would you like to move now?”

“Yes,” she growls through gritted teeth.

“I’ll let you go once the conversation is over. Three, the mermaids are rightly extremely angry at your actions. In fact, the only reason you are not a pile of entrails right now is my benevolence. Your first task is to make things right with them. They’ll let me know when you’ve done enough. Then, we’re going to figure out how this is going to work when the game is over. Finally, you will make it up to Dinah. Do NOT try to get near Dinah until you have explicit permission. Do you understand?”

“Let me go.”

Harper pulls out her phone and presses the reset button for Indi’s triggered punishment. As she leaves to get ready for her date, Harper adds, “Show me that you are more than just a monster, Añil.”

Daphne

“Alright, Josie, what did we learn last time?”

The wolf-girl looks annoyed, “I’m not a child, Fish. Big oozes will sex toy attack us. And my claws caused them to split, so I should use something else.”

Tina looks surprisingly happy about the idea of “sex toy attacks.” Scarlet, much less so. Nice to see most of us are sensible.

“Unless Harper changed something on me, the Living Latex monsters in the dungeon’s second tile set are a considerable level up from the turkey minions. They resist a bunch of damage types, including slashing and, more important for me than the rest of you, lightning. If they get hit by either of those damage types, they can split. Splitting the oozes, like Josie hinted at, is generally a bad idea, as it takes away our action economy advantage. So, that means that I really shouldn’t use my big bad AoE spell, as it deals lightning damage. Scarlet, if you use your glaive, you generally need to whack them with the flat of the blade or the butt of the staff. Tina, as your spell selection is bad, you are unaffected.”

“Hey, my spells are cool,” the bonny bunny pouts. Scarlet gives her a side hug and Josie messes with the bunny’s hair. Tina blushes.

“You sure you three cuddle-fish want me here?”

“Course, Daph. You’re part of our harem too,” Scarlet answers, “Just because the three of us are a thruple, doesn’t mean we want to exclude the rest of the group. It’s important for all of us to develop good relations. I feel bad that we were ignoring Dinah when she really needed us. I’d bring her and Skye with us on this too, if they weren’t busy with her date and whatever Skye is up to instead.”

Daphne gives the thruple a big, goofy grin. I hope we can have some sexy fun too.

The 4 step into the Level 4 room. Finally, a level where I might actually get some XP. Kind of sucks to be so over-leveled.

“Tina, Mage Armor. We both are squishy casters.”

“Oh, right.” Both casters cast their mage armor spells. The shimmery, oily coating covers both the mermaid and the bunny, highlighting their curves with the reflectiveness of the red lights in the dungeon. Tina’s tattoo, which shifted to an image of Josie tongue fucking Tina’s sexy bunny hutch, starts to rhythmically pump. Everyone blushes a little at the undulating image for a moment.

“Watch the walls and ceiling,” the wolf-girl warns, once everyone gets over staring at Tina’s bare chest, “The ooze got the drop on us from the ceiling last time.”

“Before we start, here is the plan. Turn 1, I Tidal Wave and Tina Fire Bolts. Turn 2, we both cantrip. That should just about wipe out a lone Living Latex. If the Latex somehow survives all of that, Josie and Scarlet will charge in and cover us. Cool?”

A plan agreed on, the four sally forth. And the plan works, at least on the first Living Latex. Tina, who has become increasingly interesting in light bondage play, giggles as she picks up a giant black butt plug that fell from the vanquished foe.

“What’s this for?”

“A puzzle piece for making the boss fight easier. Let one of the martial girls carry it. Our goal is to get the boss as weakened as possible with minimal loss of HP. Lets go knock out the rest!”

Dinah

“AHHHH-CHOOO!”

It’s still so strange to think of Harper as a “her,” Dinah muses as she watches her mistress try to fight another sneeze. Also, this cat cafe idea is totally backfiring right now.

“I’ll... I’ll be fine. Just give me a minute,” Harper sighs, “Sorry, allergic. The kittens are cute, I suppose. They’d just be cuter... over there.”

“Probably doesn’t help that they can probably smell Daphne on you,” Dinah teases, picking up the cutie she laid in Harper’s lap.

“Or me on me. Sea elf, remember?” Harper points to her gills.

“From my time sharing a bed with the Fish, you do a better job washing yourself.”

“Glad to see you’re doing better, Dinah.”

“For the first time since I confronted that...” Dinah can’t bring herself to say what she thinks, “well, her, I’m feeling like myself. Thank you for dealing with her.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t do more and sooner.”

“No pity parties, Harper. It was my mistake. And you have your plate overflowing with the six of us stretching you every which way.”

“Still...”

“We have guests coming. It’s time for you to be a good hostess.”

Harper dressed herself reasonably well. White silk blouse, buttoned up to only show a hint of her tiny amount of cleavage. Knee length tartan skirt. She still loves those silly knight boots she got from the dungeon. Her make-up is well done; subtle, yet highlights her good features. Harper has the same, strangely feminine face as she did at the start. She could use a tasteful set of jewelry to finish the look, but that’s a worry for later. Dinah is back in her orange cocktail dress.

Her guests have arrived. All 3 of them?

“Afternoon, Dr. Hornblower, Ms. O’Connor,” greets Dinah from another world, wearing in a lovely floral patterned sun dress. Her Francis, in a dark green dress and ridiculous heels, walks a little behind, pushing a baby stroller.

“Dr. Hornblower, Frankie, it’s good to see you two again. And who is this little cutie?” Dinah coos at the baby girl, strapped down tight.

The other Dinah coos, “Oh, this is little Tina. This is her first outing. You two should be honored.”

That name seems suspicious. “Oh, little Tina, you are soooo cute. Who are you named after?”

Frankie speaks up for the first time, “Your Tina. Funny story. Soooo, I like playing little forum games with the other Francises and we got a lot of fun casino pun names for baby number 21. Your Francis gave a couple of good joke names, but, he gave a serious suggestion to name our kid after your bunny-girl, seeing as she has that goals to star on a stage in Vegas. My mistress liked the name and we haven’t used one that started with ‘T’ yet, so, why not? Gotta make a whole alphabet of kids.” That earns Frankie a slug on the arm. “Oh, sorry, Harper. Forgot you’re better.” That earns Frankie another slug. “Oh, sorry, Mistress Harper. Happy, love?” The other Dinah nods.

As the other Dinah removes baby Tina from the stroller, Frankie walks over to Harper, “Now, Mistress Harper, it’s time for me to initiate you into a rite of womanhood, namely, going to the bathroom as a group to gossip. Let’s give my Mistress Dinah a chance to catch up for a bit with her counterpart. What do you say?”

Harper nods and the two of them head to the bathroom.

“Do you want to hold her?” the other Dinah asks.

“I’d be honored.”

Scarlet

Exiting the hallway, they are greeted with quite the site. A very busty woman, made of the same shimmering latex goo of the blob, stuck in a glass cage in the middle of a large room. There is a ladder that the goo girl can’t climb in the middle. In front of the cage is a box with 5 slots and a big red button. Ah. Find the items, slot them in, then press the button to fight the goo girl. Climb the ladder to exit. Simple enough. Three more hallways radiate off of the big room.

“Ooooh, button!”

“Tina, stop. Think before you press things!” Daphne barks, grabbing the girl’s tail.

“Ooooh! That felt good. No ears pulling good, but good. Do it again!”

“Later. One would think the Berserker would be the one mindlessly hopping from one horny action to another.”

“Hey, I’m just being bored holding this giant butt plug.”

“Hey, Josie, look for a slot on the box that’ll hold it.”

While Josie examines the slots, Scarlet offers to sneakily scout. She doesn’t go too far down each hallway, scanning as carefully as she can. She sneaks back into the hallway, just as Josie successfully plugs in the butt plug.

“Looks like 1 more of those blobby things down the left and right hallway. Forward hallway has a closed door. Clear the known isolated blobs first, then deal with the mystery?”

“Sounds good, Scarlet. Same plan?”

Skye

Alright, I have everyone’s ring size except for Harper and have made the molds. I guessed for Harper’s, but I made sure to guess on the bigger side. It’ll be easier to shrink the ring than it will be to make it bigger. Now, I just have to wait for the molds to finish in the kiln. Even with the time dilation magic, it’ll be a few hours and I still need to watch the kiln for mold failures. I suppose I have time to pray.

Skye finds herself a comfortable place in the forge to lay down. Shortsword in hand, she starts to sing. She feels her special place starts to moisten. Soon, I’ll be able to really start praying. Just need to get myself warmed up first.