Dinah Date 2, Part 2: Strip Spades and Goo Girls

Harper

This might be a “I was a guy yesterday” thing, but Harper really does not get the group bathroom thing. She doesn’t need to pee, so why go? Still, she agreed. So, she awkwardly stands by the door watching Frankie touch up her make-up. The her from another world purses her lips and smiles. She then spins on those 6 inch stilettos and...

WHACK!

...slaps Harper across the cheek as hard as she could manage. Ouch. That actually hurt a little. Harper rubs her jaw. Frankie stumbles, probably expecting Harper to not just tank the hit.

“You’ve been a real shitty mistress to your Dinah,” the doppelganger exclaims, trying to stand back upright.

“Yeah, well, tell me something I don’t already know, Frankie.”

“Well, you should be better.”

“True, but not helpful. Tell me, Frankie. How long has it been since your season ended?”

“Shoot. Olivia is 25. So, about 26 years. Way to make me feel old.”

“And how many times during your season did your Dinah have to deal with one of your harem-sisters sexually assaulting another? And then proceed to **** and **** a bunch of hotel staff members?”

“Point taken, but you have, like half the girls that my Mistress does.”

“I’ve been at this for maybe a week and a half? The days have been blending together since I stopped sleeping. I appreciate all of your help on the forum and all, but I’m still so new to all of this. I bet even your Dinah felt overwhelmed by all of this when she was a two week old Mistress.”

“Fine. Just wanted to defend my Mistress’s honor. No hard feelings?”

Harper offers her other a hand. She gets pulled into a hug instead. Then, Frankie grabs a handful of Harper’s tush.

“Honk!”

Well, Harper considers slapping back for that, but pushes out of the hug instead. “Way to ruin the touching moment. What happened to you to make you so...”

“Lost the Talent Show challenge and was given a “Court Jester” transformation. I’m magically compelled to try to be funny. The younger ones like my Mom jokes. You know, Dad jokes, but told by one of their Moms?”

“Sorry.”

“I’ve dealt with it for long enough to where it doesn’t bother me. And it wasn’t the hardest transformation I ended up getting.”

“What was that?”

“The fast version of what you’ve dealt with the past week. End of the first week challenge, got changed from the schlubby guy in stilettos you saw to this, more or less. While I’m fine being my super hot self now, it was a struggle for most of the season, you know?”

“I hear that. Think they’re done gushing over y’all’s kiddo?”

“If I know my Mistress, she won’t stop gushing until either someone needs changing, napping, or burping. And don’t think you can get out of the coochie coochie coos you owe my baby cutie, too.”

Josie

Two more fights where Scarlet and I just had to stand around. Two more novelty sized sex toys to place in a pedestal. A chastity belt and nipple clamps. “When are we going to get some real action?”

“You want to be reckless, Josie, find us someone who wants to play healer. Slow and safe means more XP and a better chance at loot. That’s the point, remember?”

“Fine. I get it.” This delve has still been pretty boring.

The party walks down the last hallway. Scarlet carefully opens the door. Inside are two of those things, spread pretty far apart. Daphne does some calculations in her head. “Looks like you’re getting your wish Josie. Tina and I will take out the one on the left, you two distract the other on the right. Keep an eye out on the battlefield situation. We don’t want to get caught flat-footed.”

And, with that, Daphne starts with her increasingly boring show-stopper. Chanting in that weird whale song, she summons a massive wave of saltwater that buffets the blob on the left. Tina’s little fire bunny looks silly in comparison, but the blob is too disoriented to be a problem for a moment. Scarlet already charged ahead to the right, swinging her big spear thing such that the flat of the blade smacks hard into her target; she uses her momentum from the swing to land an impressive round-house kick. Fuck, Scarlet is hot when she’s violent.

That’s as good a reason as any for Josie to give in to the bloodlust simmering below the surface. With a howl, she feels her wolf tail grow to a probably ridiculous size. Charging forward, she fakes a round-house kick to whack the blob with her tail, shouting, “Hey, blob, take a load of this!” The blob, attracted to the noise, flings out a pseudo-pod. It snags her right hand in a sex mitten, only to get another whack to what Josie would like to imagine is the thing’s face.

“Ahhhhhh! The blobby thing is after me!!!!!! Ahhhh!”

“On it! Josie, keep this one’s attention while I rescue our bunny in distress.”

Scarlet dashes backwards, going too fast for the blob to retaliate. Ugh attacking with the tail kinda sucks, Josie grumbles in her head as she launches into another fake-out round-house kick. “I’m your opponent, blob, not my girl!” She feels something slip into her asshole and starts pounding away. Josie smacks hard down on the blob with an overhead tail whack. Not this again!

Josie sees the blast of seawater pierce into the blob. Then she sees red; a burning desire fills her for a moment. An urge to breed a certain bunny. Fortunately for Tina, Josie couldn’t react before the feeling faded. Suddenly, Scarlet is beside her, using her giant spear thing like a textbook to kill a cockroach. Flipping over the handle, it doesn’t matter that her second kick missed. The blob dissolved into first a puddle, then an armbinder? The thing in her butt also dissolves into black ichor oozing out of her, then nothing.

Daphne: +10 XP (Killed 5 Level 4 monsters x0.5 penalty [over-leveled])

Josie and Scarlet: +20 XP (Killed 5 Level 4 monsters)

Tina: +16 XP (Killed 5 Level 4 monsters x0.8 penalty [over-leveled])

The bloodlust fades as Josie collapses on her butt. Scarlet touches her and she feels a little better.

“Everyone good for a short rest?”

“But I don’t get anything out of it,” Tina mopes.

“You, Tina, get to help teach me how to edge. That wasn’t in last night’s lesson plan.”

As Josie watches her girlfriend teach her mistress’s pet fish how to masturbate without getting herself off, Josie starts to tease herself. Scarlet is soon sucking on Josie’s nipple and playing with herself. The redhead pops off of the wolf-girl’s nipple to say, “Hey, relax. Don’t go too hard. My heal isn’t very strong right now. You need to recover some more HP.”

Settling into the soothing arms of her stripper lover, Josie relaxes. Ahhh, this is the life.

Indigo

Indigo downs one of the potions of vitality as she pops her clothes into her inventory. She needs more XP, a lot more. This morning boiled her situation down to a simple statement: either she succeeds with Nogi’s plan or she dies.

Entering the mail room, she sees a bored mermaid, kinda shiny, like a rainbow? The mermaid is gnawing on a squid and scrolling Insta-Thot.

“Hi, um, I have mail?”

“Nobody has mail for Iris. Nobody,” the mermaid pouts, “Soooo bored. The bunny slut is kind of fun to follow on Insta-Thot. She just posted a vid on it instructing that skank Daphne how to edge like a human. Hawt.”

“Seriously, I have mail.”

“This better not be a joke,” Iris(?) turns around, then freaks the fuck out, “Get, get away from me, you, you, you! I, I, I, have a spear!” The shiny mermaid summons a spear and shakily attempts to threaten Indi with it.

“Relax. I have a letter, see,” Indi tries to reassure her, holding up a letter she wrote for Nogi.

“Set it down. Slowly.”

Indigo plots as she complies with the fish’s demands. Great, she’s lowering her guard somewhat. Just have to get her to put the letter into the delivery system, put her to sleep, figure out how to get her to orgasm in a minute, then feed. 2 birds, 1 stone.

The mermaid picks up the letter. “Hey, where is this going? You didn’t put an address on it.”

“I don’t have an address. You can’t just stick it in the mail and it just delivers itself?”

“It’s magic, but it’s not a mind-reader. Who exactly are you reaching out to?”

Mierda. Plan’s falling apart. Put her to sleep and cut your losses.

Indigo starts to summon her sleep magic, only for something covered in fox cum to gag her tightly. Her arms get locked behind her as hands are **** into a tight finger interlocking grasp. Her legs are then hogtied and she falls to the floor. Indi struggles, just for Anilla to wrap herself tighter. She can barely breathe.

The shiny mermaid gets on her phone and starts to loudly yell in their weird whale song language.

Maldicion.

Dinah

Harper and Frankie walk back from the bathroom, Harper’s make-up slightly askew. Did something happen in there? Harper walks up to baby Tina, still in Dinah’s arms, and says, in her normal voice, “Hey, kiddo. How’s it going?”

Baby Tina, too young to even really understand the concept of language, just sits there. The other Dinah chuckles, “Former boys, right?” Her Frankie sits right by her, with an exaggerated pout, “I told you to gush over our cute baby, Harper.”

“And this is me gushing. She’s a person, not a red eared slider.”

We are going to need to work on that. Both Harper’s idea of a cute pet and her lack of appropriate cooing.

Baby Tina gives a cute little yawn. Awwww! Other Dinah notices, stating, “It’s time for my little one to take a nap. If you don’t mind, I’ll be putting her down now.”

As her doppelganger puts down the child, Frankie says, “So, we don’t like moving her during nap time, so we’re here for a couple of hours. What can the four of us do that’ll entertain the audience? Hmmm. Wanna put a baby in your Dinah, Mistress Harper? My mistress and I can watch, give pointers.”

Harper looks at Dinah with an expression of pure terror. As much as she wants a baby of her own, she agrees. This is not the right time and place for that. And certainly not with a baby napping in the audience.

Frankie gets a love slap to the back of her head. “After watching their first date, you really think that those two are going to want to do that? You’re smarter than that, Frankie.”

“Joke. Sorry.”

“Better,” the other Dinah declares, sitting across from Frankie, adding, “Well I did grab something from the diaper bag that’ll be fun. Ever play Strip Spades before? As the Mistress on this set, why don’t you shuffle and deal first, Harper?”

Frankie looks excited. Harper looks as confused as Dinah feels. Harper at least moves to the right position across from her and starts to shuffle. “How does Strip Spades work?”

“I know you like the blind nil bid rule variants, plus you have this weird insistence that whoever has the 2 of clubs leads the first trick, so we’ll play those rules. We don’t bother keeping score, but we still track bags. The team that loses the round takes off an item of clothing. Every time a team gets 10 bags, the team takes off an item of clothing. We play until one team is naked. Losing team has a forfeit I already arranged with your producer. It’s weird interacting with a producer, by the way. You know why your host is not doing her job?”

“A whole bunch of reasons. You good with this Dinah? It’s your date. I’m game if you are.”

I haven’t played Spades since maybe high school? This seems a bad idea. “I’m not sure...”

“Aw, don’t be a spoilsport stick in the mud; my mistress suggested it, so you know it’ll be a good idea.”

I’m going to regret this. “Fine. Let’s play.”

Harper starts dealing out cards. Both Dinah’s immediately start picking up their cards and sorting them as they come, ignoring Harper’s complaints about card game etiquette. Neither Harper nor Frankie pick up their cards when the dealing is done. Bidding starts with other Dinah.

“Seven.”

Wow. That’s confident. Ummmm... “Three?”

“10 total so far. Little too risky,” Frankie notes, then picks up her cards. Giving them a glance, she bids, “Three.”

“Sweet! Blind nil!” Harper picks up her cards, then frowns.

This is going to go poorly, isn’t it?

Tina

That was fun. Teasing Daphne is fun. Good to know.

Daphne is trying (and mostly succeeding) to compose herself. Scarlet and Josie are finishing up their rest foreplay. We are soooo going to have a fun time tonight. Been a while since we last had a threesome. Maybe Daphne would be interested in being a fourth? We’ll see, but we got to take out the boss first.

“Tina, are you paying attention?”

“Um sure.”

Josie snorts. Rude.

“In summary, unless Harper changed the boss here for some reason, we can go all out. Tidal Wave is still my big hitter spell without upcasting. Once I can drop Remove Curse from my prep list, I’ll be able to include a stronger show-stopper. The boss should be scared of fire Tina. You should know what that means.”

Gulp.

The party heads to the main room and places the final two sex toys (a ball gag and some weird cone thing?) in the slots. All that’s needed is to press the button. Tina really wants to press the button. Daphne holds her back, pointing out, “Whoever presses the button is in melee range, Tina. Do you really want to get hit by the boss?”

“Nope.”

Daphne starts to cast a spell, chanting in her whale song. Just before the spell finishes and is released, she holds it. Gritting her teeth, she adds in English, “Whenever you’re ready, girls.”

Josie presses the button as Scarlet gets ready. The Goo Girl struggles as she is wrapped up in the toys (Oooooh, the weird cone holds her arms behind her back. Other than forcing her to push her boobies forward, what’s the point of that?) then starts to undulate slower.

Scarlet doesn’t waste time. She slashes down her big spear thing, planting it firmly in the ground, then spins around a couple of times super fast, delivering a couple of painful looking kicks to the face. The goo girl flings out one of those gooey tentacle things, but is flies wide. Josie, boiling over red, then does this cool swippy-swipey thing with her claws. The goo girl shoots a gooey tentacle thing at Josie’s head but misses again. Man, my girlfriends are so cool!

“Tina, pay attention.”

Oh, right. I should do stuff too. Summoning the magic inside her all along, Tina generates her little dust devil friend. As she assembles the spell, she tries something new: metamagic. It let’s her position the spell like she couldn’t before. It’s almost cheating to place the twister horizontally above the gooey girl. The dust devil slams the goo down to the floor while keeping her girlfriends out of harm’s way, shredding the glass of the cage in the process. Hee, hee! I’m a genius!

Then, Tina feels a little inadequate as Daphne does her thing. Daphne focuses on a large chunk of glass and then the glass is just gone. The goo girl lets out a mucus-y sounding groan, as heard through an old iPod playing at half speed.

Kicky and Punchy both wail on the goo girl. Scarlet does a handstand on her spear, then lands a drop kick, then a couple of quick kicks as she pulls herself up. The goo girl finally lands a decent hit, wrapping Scarlet’s waist in goo as it slowly jiggles its way back to standing (where my little tornado awaits!). Scarlet lets out a throaty moan. Then Josie rends giant globs of goo off the girl with her swipes. Tina thinks she sees Josie’s collar pulse out their spikes on one of the hits.

A little distracted, Tina lets the tornado just do its thing. The goo girl is squished back on the floor again. Tina then fires off a quick Fire Bolt (Daph did say she was scared of fire...), grazing the prone gloop. Of course, she doesn’t get to see what happens, as Daphne just makes another chunk of glass disappear into the battered girl, causing it to just melt away, leaving behind a treasure chest. The black goo on Scarlet also drips off, leaving a tear in the crotch of her gym shorts. Shrugging, she reaches in to smear some of her drippings on the blade of her spear thing, causing it to fall over.

Delving Party, Minus Daphne: +5 XP (Killed a Level 5 Monster)

Daphne: +3 XP (Killed a Level 5 monsters x0.625 penalty, rounded down [over-leveled])

“Man, having to be the responsible delve leader isn’t fun,” Daphne sighs, “but I had fun with all of you today. Now, time for me to be the boring wizard and check the loot for magic and whatnot.”

“Can we do that in the recovery room? I’d like to be comfy and maybe eat someone out while we wait. Interested Daph?”

Daphne sighs again, “Sorry, Tina, no riding your face for me right now. I’ll need to concentrate on the spells. But we can hang out in the recovery room while I work. It’ll take a while anyways.”