Everybody Wins (R,F)

After lunch, Richard went down to the beach so he could meet Felicia. There was a shortcut through the groves that he took and he saw a colorful obstacle course in the water that reminded him of a show he liked when he was a kid. He couldn’t help smirking as it reminded him of the fights he and Helena used to have when he wanted to watch the game show while she was watching that snooty British drama in the living room.

But he wasn’t here to see Helena. He saw Felicia waiting by the set of bathrooms, clutching a little bundle of fabric.

“Hey.” He called out as he got close.

“You’re almost late.” was the first thing she said to him.

“But I’m not, right?”

“Whatever. Just go to the men’s room and get changed.” She pointed to the door on the right.

It didn't take him much more than a minute to get out of his normal clothes and into checkerboard swim trunks he’d brought as ordered. It took a lot longer for her to come out. When she did, he couldn’t stop himself from staring, She was in a tiny pink bikini that showed off her chest. The top looked like it was barely containing her large breasts.

“What are you looking at?” She demanded to know. She tried to cross her arms, but she stopped when she realized it didn’t have the same intimidation factor she was used to.

“I’m sorry Felicia, I just wasn’t expecting you to wear something like that.” He recovered and moved his gaze back to her eyes.

“It’s what Genet gave me.” Felicia said. It technically wasn’t a lie, Genet had gotten excited when she’d heard they were going to the beach together and given her a dozen swimsuits. She’d switched to this one on a whim after Luna had sent her a picture of the scoreboard.

“God, I’m sorry for looking then. Do you want me to see if I can get Genet to give you something more comfortable?”

God, he’s such a dumbass. “No, I can still win in this.” She looked down at his own chest. Even with the scar along his ribs, his abs looked as great as she remembered. I’ll have to thank Ava later for working with him.

“What’re we doing?”

“I designed these obstacle course events for us. The first two are like you’d see in the show, the last one if we need it is something that my college would bring in after finals second semester for Day of Woden. Three separate pieces, so I figured we can do a best of three.”

“Sure, I used to like this show too. Any reason why this?”

“My parents and I used to watch a show like this, I should’ve known you’d like something so crude and dumb. I chose this because I figured that between my volleyball experience in high school and your sessions with Ava, it might be a level playing field.

“It looks like it’ll be fun, but I was more trying to ask if there’s any reason we’re competing.”

“To see who’s on top.”

He knew better to start an argument with her when she started talking like that. She’d say something that needed even more justification, he’d call her out, their voices would raise until they were shouting at each other over something stupid and either Luna or Ava would need to step in. But with neither of them present to keep things from boiling over, he just bit his tongue over the “Why?” he wanted to ask. Instead, he just followed her to the start of the first course. “This looks pretty long.” The course wasn’t the normal length for the show, it looked like several courses had been mashed together.

“I wanted to make sure this could last us most of the afternoon. Just start when you’re ready. Once you step on the red platform there’ll be a timer starting. I’ll wait at the other side for you. Whenever you wipe out, you can just swim to the next obstacle.” She walked away as he was trying to stretch.

Once he thought she’d have made it back to the other side, he started running along the gangway that led to the official starting line on the red circle she’d shown him. The first obstacle was a blue walkway, each step of which was moving in two halves into or away from his path. If he was fast enough, he should be able to make it through. He ran for it-

And felt a step slip out from under him. He fell into the water and needed to swim to the ladder a few yards away. The next obstacle was very similar. It was red instead of blue, and the steps were moving in the opposite pattern. But he’d gone as fast as he was capable of, and he’d failed. He decided to take a breath and think about what to do instead.

As he listened to the pumping pistons push and pull the platforms, he realized it started to remind him of something. It was a steady rhythm, like the snare’s beat in the jazz music at the dance hall. He tried again at the moving pathway, taking small steps as he listened to the pistons rather than the great leaps that had caused him to be thrown into the water. He wasn’t sure how much more time he was actually saving, but at least it was working.

The next obstacle was a set of pillars with bars being waved in front of them. There wasn’t a rhythm to listen to, but he made it as far as he could before he mistimed a gap and got thrown into the water.

He kept going like that, taking the obstacle course meant to be done as fast as possible carefully instead. When the machines made enough noise to be listened to, he could be mindful with his steps. When they didn’t, then at least he could make it as far as he could before having to swim. He finally made it onto the red platform at the end where Felicia was waiting for him in her little pink bikini.

“Sixteen minutes. I don’t think I’ve seen anyone take that long on the first course in the show. It normally takes three to five.” She said as he found his footing at the end of the course.

“You made it four times longer. Did you expect me to still do it as fast as the people in the show?” He looked down at her incredulously.

“I made it five times longer, actually. Like I said, the course needed to be longer since it’s just the two of us, and now there's no comedians to pad the runtime by making jokes about us like there’d be in the show. I didn’t expect you to go much faster, but that’s alright as long as you’re comfortable losing this round.”

“Hey Felicia?”

“Yeah?”

“I know you’ve told me before that I’m imagining things, but is there a reason you get so aggressive sometimes?”

She gave him a confused look. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Anyways, I'll show you how to do it faster.” She walked over back along the beach to where the start of the obstacle course led into the water about ten yards before it curved deeper into the sea and twisted back around. She stopped just before that starting circular platform, took a deep breath, and ran.

But just like him, she went straight into the water. She swam the distance to the next piece of the course. She climbed up the ladder, her back to him, but he realized something important before she did. She’d lost her top in the water.

Dr.Felicia Owens, +4VP (Showed her Chest to the Master) (First Bonus)

She realized what had happened a moment just before she was about to try the red obstacle. “Shit! Fuck! ” She dove back into the water to grab her bikini top that was floating at the top of the water.

After she got it retied, she went for the red walkway obstacle. She actually made it. Not through timing like he had, but just through sheer speed. But then she was out of breath, and the next obstacle threw her in the water again. And the next. She was able to speed through the next obstacle, a mobile wall that sweeps through the path. He’d timed when it was rearming, she’d gone at the worst time but just powered through with stubbornness and speed he didn’t know she had. But then she’d been out of breath again and the next three knocked her into the water, and his drenched challenger ended up crawling under a set of moving bars like had been in the third obstacle that’d thrown her in the sea earlier.

Through sheer grit she was getting through some, but not most. She managed to make it to the last challenge in the course, a set of three giant blue bouncy balls that needed to be bound over. But since she was so short, she couldn’t land on the first ball dead center like she needed to. She swam to him and climbed up the stairs in the water up as she approached the final platform.

“Shut up.” She said as she made eye contact with him. But she sounded more embarrassed than angry. Her cheeks were burning red as she looked at him with her green eyes.

“I’m sorry?”

“I know how bad I did. I lost the first round. You don’t need to rub it in.”

“I wasn’t going to.” He tried to reason with her. “You seemed upset, I just wanted to check on you that you were alright.”

“Thats asin-… You were, weren’t you.” She said quietly. Her face only turned further red. “What was my time?”

“Nineteen and a half minutes.”

“Right.” She tried to recollect herself. “I hope it feels good winning the first round, because I'm going to take the others. The second round is waiting over there.”

***

She took him to the second round. It wasn’t a racetrack like earlier, it was a set of pillars in the water. A low red bar sat in front of them, ready to sweep through them. This was often the second round of the show, where the bar would spin towards the contestants and the first person to fall into the water would be eliminated, while the others would be given better starting positions in the next round the longer they lasted. Before they climbed up the pillars, Dick asked why there were so many.

“I asked Genet if she could make sure that all of us could do it together later.”

"But that only explains the first nine. What’s with that tenth though?”

“She didn’t say. Maybe she wanted to join us?”

He wasn’t sure about that. “Maybe. I kind of feel like she’d more want to sit in a hot tub while the rest of us are up here.”

“Either way, it’s just us for now. Once we’re both up there, we’ll have about three seconds before the bar starts spinning. You can come up once I’ve gotten on my pillar.” She swam across to the center-left pillar and climbed the ladder. It almost seemed like she was wiggling her butt, but Richard had to be imagining it. He was just imagining her shaking her ass for him. It was small, but toned. He tried to stop looking. I can’t believe how worked up I am. I shouldn’t be sexualizing her like this, especially when she was **** to wear something so skimpy. But the past five days, especially this morning’s surprises from Aubrey and Hazel, had done their job.

He tried to shake it off and get moving, swimming to and climbing up the left-most pillar. As he got to his feet, the bar started slowly turned towards them. It was only at ankle height, but he knew that it’d get faster and higher the longer both of them lasted. As it came they both easily hopped over the bar. He wasn’t looking at Felicia when the bar came, but he heard a slightly larger thump in her direction. He turned and saw that she’d leaped from the center-left pillar she’d started on to the platform. He was about to ask why she’d done that, but stopped because she’d probably respond with something silly like “I’m doing it to beat you” or “That should be obvious”.

The bar spun back to them, an inch higher and a beat faster. He hopped over it again and heard another loud thump. Felicia had landed one more closer to him. There was still one more pillar separating them. But the bar did another lap, and she closed the distance. He finally asked as the bar approached again “What are you doing?”

She smirked. “This.” She said as she tackled him. They fell into the water together, her hitting the sea a moment after him.

***

They resurfaced and found their way to shore, Felicia peeling herself off of Richard’s chest.

“What was that?” He shouted at her.

She was still grinning. “We’re tied up.”

“You tackled me!”

“And you fell first.” She was reveling in his outrage.

“”What happened to dodging the bar?”

“In the show, contestants have won before when the bar pushed them off, but it knocked them into someone that fell first. I just did that on purpose.”

“If I had known we were able to do that-”

“You might’ve copied what I did?” She smirked at him.

“No, I would’ve stopped you.”

“You would’ve stopped me from tackling you? While I’m wearing this?” She gestured down to the bikini that had caused her incident maybe a half hour ago. “You’re too much of a pervert for that.” She started to walk away from the water towards another obstacle course in a bounce house maybe thirty, forty yards away.

“How am I a pervert? I offered to get you something more comfortable to wear!” He followed her, trying to defend himself.

“Only after I caught you staring at my boobs! You might be kind sometimes, but you’re still a pervert and an asshole with no listening skills!”

He didn’t have the best rebuttal. He had only offered after he’d been caught. But even if she was right about the first, he could still reclaim some of his dignity. “What are you talking about? I’m a great listener. No one else has ever complained about that except you, and you never give me any examples!” He couldn’t stop himself from rising to her energy.

She just glared at him as they strode to the start of her bounce house. There were two parallel lanes, where each of them would start climbing a plastic wall to start the track. She stopped at the closer of the two lanes and just waited for him to find his place at the other. Staring down at his abs, she asked: “Do you have anything else to say before we have the final round and determine who deserves to be on top?”

He got to his place. “I’m ready.”

She counted down: “Three”

“Two.”

“One.”

“Go!” She shouted, and they both started climbing. He quickly gained a lead, skipping steps and handholds that she was straining for given her height. But when he got to the top, he felt disoriented by the height until Felicia slid down the ramp past him. He swallowed his fear to catch up with her, and they blew through the track. They kept pace with each other, crawling under a wall in the air, blowing through a set of columns and wading through a ball pit. Adrenaline raced through Richard’s system, as he felt driven to beat Felicia after everything she’d said to rile him up. They were nearing the end quickly as he was barely paying attention to how colorful she’d made everything.. The last obstacle was an inflatable wall nearly five feet high, but he had enough strength in his arms and flexibility in his legs to push it down a bit and swing his legs over. He crawled out of the hatch, finishing the race.

He’d won. Felicia had been keeping pace with him for most of the race. He’d heard her heavy breathing and muttering curses in the lane next to him. But he’d won comfortably. He waited for her to come out for a minute, then a minute more. But he started getting impatient and climbed into her exit hatch. He heard her swearing at the inflatable wall at the end, and saw her ponytail bouncing as she struggled to get it lower like he’d been able to. “Do you need some help Felicia?” He asked.

She replied from the other side of the wall. "I can manage this by myself eventually, I don’t need your help. I would appreciate it though.”

Even when she needs my help she can’t bring herself to admit it. He smiled as he pressed down on the wall as hard as he could to depress it. She looked at him as she climbed over the barrier, her cheeks turning red.

They met back outside on the sand. Her cheeks were still red, and she hadn’t seemed to notice when crossing her arms that she was accidentally pressing her breasts together. The swell of her breasts rubbing together made him hard yet again, and he tried to adjust his swim trunks so it wasn’t showing as easily.

“So…” She started. “You won. Do you want to claim your prize?”

“My prize?” He was confused. “I thought we were just playing for bragging rights. You were talking about wanting to determine who’s on top and all that?”

“We did.” She said softly, tracing a hand along his right side. “And despite my advantages today, you still came out on top.” That deserves a reward, don’t you think?”

This was exactly what he’d been afraid of. Genet and the show were pressuring them to do things with him. Even if they needed to do it to avoid elimination, he still felt guilty about taking advantage of them. “You don’t have to do this Felicia.” He tried to reassure her.

She didn't take it like he’d expected. She pulled her hand away, and asked uncertainly “Do you not want me like that? Even with what Genet did?” She was staring at him, waiting for an answer.

“No, that’s not it.” He hastily said. “I just want to make sure I’m not making you do anything you don’t want.”

“What I want” She said, still looking into his eyes “is to hear that you want me.” She crossed her arms again, and her breasts were pushed up as if she was trying to show them to him.

Dear God. I need release. “I do.”

“You do…what?”

“I want you.”

“Then it’s time for your reward.” She untied her bikini top so he could see her more fully. He watched her get on her knees in the sand and she slowly undid the knot on his swim trunks, allowing his penis to spring forth towards her. “You’re already so hard.”

Dr.Felicia Owens, +6VP (Seen Dick’s Dick) (First Bonus)

She positioned his cock pointing slightly up and nestled it between her breasts. He gasped as he felt her start to move her breasts up and down. “Felicia… please.”

She smiled with closed eyes, slowly rubbing her breasts against her crush’s genitals. She could feel him throbbing with need. A need to claim her, to show her that he was bigger and stronger. “I tried as hard as I could.” She said in between her moans. “But you still beat me.” She pressed her breasts closer, letting her nipples graze his pelvis. She whined, still not used to her new sensitivity.

Just this morning he’d told Luna that Felicia hated him. He couldn’t be more wrong. For years he they’d been flipping from friends to bitter rivals to back again. He was never sure what might cause one of them to escalate things to another fight, where they’d be shouting at each other. He’d understand if she had been angry, between first being **** to wear Genet’s skimpy bikini to losing the contest she’d worked so hard on. But she certainly wasn't angry or shouting. No, it sounded like she was as turned on as he was as she moaned under him

He was overwhelmed. He’d become so pent up within the past few days, the transformations and stimulation from his dates. It felt like almost everyone he’d talked to had been doing something to rile him up and keep him on the edge, and he could feel the tightness in his balls as they prepared to finally release. All the while, Felicia was on her knees, rubbing her breasts against him.

“Do it.” She moaned again. “Make me yours. Claim me. Mark me with you.” She lost. It wasn’t her first time losing to him, even if she was so much smarter than him. But it was the first time he’d listened to her. The first time he’d followed through and claimed his conquest. The first time he’d given into his worst, most animalistic instincts. As she looked up at him, she sped up the movement of her chest against him, feeling him twitching.

He couldn’t hold back any longer. He felt a rush of ecstasy as he released onto her, streams of cum painting her breasts. As Felicia felt him cumming, she tweaked her nipples, letting herself finish and reach that high with him.

Dr.Felicia Owens, +12VP (Paizuri) (First Bonus) (Comfort Zone Bonus)

Dr.Felicia Owens, +4VP (Orgasmed in front of the Master) (First Bonus)

After she came down from her orgasm she looked up at him, covered in his cum. They were both still panting from what they’d done together. He was standing on the beach completely naked. She was on her knees, her legs covered with sand and her chest covered with his semen. “After I take a shower back in the changing rooms, can we go somewhere to talk?”