Fallout

“What do you mean I can’t undo it?” I was befuddled by Regina’s words.

The room was quiet, everyone waiting for Regina to explain. “It requires more power to undo the changes made by other Ringmasters.”

I stared at her, “I felt that when I undid our kneeling. But I’ve done it before, you said periods were due to a Ringmaster and yet I’ve done away with our monthly cramps.” I gestured to the others.

“Actually,” Leann raised her hand, “I never—“

I waved my hand at her and cut her off, “NOW, all of us are done with our monthlies. But see how easy that was? So why can’t I just undo it?”

Regina took a seat on the bed, “That’s different, that change was so long ago. As time passes the alterations to reality performed by the Ringmaster fade into the fabric of reality. Instead of being alterations they’re just part of the universe.”

“So how much stronger does Bobbi need to be in order to start undoing us? Can’t she just slowly lower our libido, like with Jazmin’s purple skin?” Haley asked, rubbing her legs together obviously feeling the effects of the change.

Regina’s face dropped, revealing a mask of guilt and sorrow. “That’s the thing. Ringmaster Hugh invoked what is called a **** Wish. He died to perform his final act as Ringmaster, so the universe adds an extra protection. Until his wish fades into the fabric of reality like I mentioned earlier, this alteration can only be undone in full.”

“How long does it take to fade into the fabric?” I asked already dreading the answer.

Regina took a deep breath, “30 years, if we’re lucky. 100 plus isn’t unheard of. Honestly it depends on how the alteration meshes with the existing fabric.”

“So until I get stronger the 5 of us are stuck at Regina levels of horny?” Regina nodded. So I continued, “Well then, Leann text Gabriella tell her—“

Regina interrupted with, “But it’s not just the 5 of you.”

The dead Ringmaster’s words echoed in my head. ALL women. “Wait you mean, he changed all women? This is bad.”

“No, not all women. He’d burnt out long before he could reach that scale, but depending on the propagation angles, it could be most of the city. If we’re lucky it’s only the north side and any communities just past the city.”

I swallowed, the fear creeping in, “So I need to get strong enough to affect the entire city.” I saw Regina about to correct me, so I cut in, “Stronger because of having to undo another Ringmaster’s command.” Regina nodded.

“The House chat is going crazy, everyone is already feeling it,” Leann chimed in holding up her phone.

I saw the messages flying across her screen. “Tell everyone to come here. Bring toys, spare batteries, oh and probably food and drinks. Plenty of gatorade, we’ll need to stay hydrated while we work this out.” Leann quickly typed out my message.

I tried to work out some plans but hot damn, Molly’s soft skin rubbing up against my side was too distracting. So the discussion quickly died in favor of sex. And it didn’t take long before more House members showed up, and joined in the fun.

When I dove between Molly’s legs, there were only a few pairs. And by the time I came up, kissing her quivering body, the room was amidst a House orgy. Several women were straddling Nina’s serpentine body grinding against her. The entire room was abuzz with vibrators and moans.

“I can’t walk,” Molly huffed, her legs falling back to the ground after a failed attempt at lifting them.

I grinned, “So that means you can’t run away.” I watched her entire body convulse as I lightly teased her pussy.

She scrambled to grab my wrist, “I need a drink.”

“As you wish,” I said, giving her a kiss on the nose before leaving her in a pile on the floor. Janet was slumped at the kitchen table, they looked on the verge of ****. “You okay?”

“Uh, huh,” they said, sitting up. “I just can’t keep up. I tried but I had to bring Sarah here.” They pointed over at their wife 69ing with a gorgeous Latina woman. “I’m not sure what we would’ve done if we didn’t know about the House.”

Their words reminded me of all the people affected by the alteration that don’t have the benefit of the House of Bobbi. I grabbed Molly’s gatorade from the cooler. And looking around the room, I took in the sight of all the women engaged in the large orgy. The men and non-binary people are in a similar state as Janet, unable to keep up with the Regina-level libido of the rest of the House.

I sat next to Molly giving her the bottle. She quickly started guzzling the red liquid, rivulets of sports drink running over her chin and down her neck. Hot damn, who’s to say if the alteration was to blame but I couldn’t resist leaning in to lick it off her skin.

“Bobbi, Bobbi,” Leann hugged me from behind. She peppered my neck with kisses.

Molly laughed, wiping her mouth. “Having fun?”

“So much,” Leann answered. She rested her chin on my shoulder, “I’ve been meaning to ask, but I kind of want my ears.” I had been waiting for it, the teen had been spending a lot of time with the elves, so I suspected that she would ask for her own set.

“Your ears?” I teased, already activating the ring. “What about them?”

She looked stunned, “I want elf ears.”

I was about to continue teasing her when Molly cut in, “Dear you’ve already got them.” Leann reached up, gently touching the newly pointed tips of her ears.

“Thank you so much,” she said, hugging me tightly from behind.

“You ruined all the fun,” I told Molly, feigning my disappointment in her.

Molly kissed me, “I’ll just have to find some way to make it up to you.” She pushed me back against the couch, my head inches from a pair of women sharing a vibrating toy. Molly smiled as she lowered herself between my legs.

As I twisted my fingers through her hair, I moaned out, “I love you.”

She responded with a muffled response that I assume was along the lines of “I love you too.”

Tara, the olive-skinned cheerleader, was passing by when I grabbed her attention. She was wearing a strap-on that was glistening with someone else’s sexual fluids. I pointed towards Molly’s rear end, tauntingly exposed to the rest of the room. “I just need a drink first,” she started, but I just grabbed Molly’s half-finished gatorade. “Never mind then.”

Tara positioned herself behind Molly, extracting a moan from her as I kept her buried between my thighs. Hot damn, I watched as Tara chugged the rest of the bottle while thrusting into Molly. Her body was drenched in sweat, her hair stuck to her face.

The clock on the wall told me that the sun would be rising soon. But that this party was far from over.