Jenny Date 1, Part 1: Lingerie Slumber Party

Jenny

Jenny hasn’t done this before. Her thighs have slickened slightly in anticipation. She rubs her amulet and she is in her little bonsai tree. She knows Mona keeps it by her bedside; she assumes someone is taking care of it. The insides are as promised, in a sense. Tasteful tapestries line the “walls,” with a conversation pit style sitting arrangement dominating the center. Smaller nooks seem to be lined along the edges, allowing for more private talks and naps. Not a coffee table in sight. It’s nice to have a little retreat, when the world gets to be too much. I wonder when I could show this to Tessa.

Jenny enjoys the room for a few minutes, staring at the tapestries, rolling around the cushions and pillows of the conversation pit, trying the chaises in some of the nooks. But, too soon, she knows she has to leave. She’s got a lot of work to get done for her date.

She exits the tree and finds herself in Mona’s bedroom. That bed is pretty huge.

“What is with today and security breaches?” a voice Jenny kind of recognizes declares. She looks up to see a sea elf maid, spear at the ready.

Oh, Tyalangan’s child. How does her name go? “Ophelia Clarion Copse-Wood! What would your mother say about you threatening a guest like that?”

The sea elf blinks, then mutters, “Mama Tina’s coffee table friend? I was told that tonight is your date night. How did you get in here?”

After explaining the situation, both her entrance and her plan for the night, the maid sighs. “You could have just texted Queen Mama and I would have gotten it done.”

Jenny cocks out a hip, lightly chastising, “You think I was going to make you do all that work on your own? No, Ma’am. Mother Ackley did not raise a lazy slacker. I’m here to help!”

And so, the two of them get to work.

Mona

How come I don’t have a cute bunny-girl? First Esme at the card shop, now a big titty goth bunny ogling me?

This Raven Nightshade, Mistress of Darkness, intercepted her heading up to get ready for her date with Jenny. She led Mona down to the Industrial Goth Communal Shower Experience on the amenities floor so the Mistress doesn’t “ruin the surprise.” Now, she is under a shower head, its magic blood red water flowing over her, as the goth bunny (also under a stream of red water) plays with her tit and watches. Mona will admit to finding the bunny-girl sexy and the red water is certainly interesting.

“Are you really doing that right now?”

“What, imagining all the fun things I would do as your Mistress? Yes, squeeze my boobie, sexy slave girl! Yes!”

Okay, then. Mona turns back to her shower, hoping to ignore the sexy bunny and get clean. When she finishes, she heads back to the locker room to get bedecked with clothes and makeup. Her cowprint lingerie set has been replaced by a black one with blood red highlights. Her usual makeup has been replaced with stuff for smoky eyes and lipstick black as pitch. She checks herself out in the mirror, marveling how well she pulls off goth.

“Pretty cute, right?”

“You would look excellent on your knees, wearing my collar, kissing my feet,” the lusty goth bunny, still naked from the shower, exclaims.

“I am going to act like that is a compliment. So, can I go to my room now?”

“Very well. We can work on your sex slave training later...”

“Oh, and where are the rest of my date clothes?”

The bunny shrugs, “Those are all the clothes Ophelia provided. I am sure that I could hunt down an armbinder or something like that, if you would like. In fact...”

“I’m good. Thanks! Byeeeeeeee!” Mona cannot get out of that conversation fast enough.

Wow, she’s kind of nuts? Mona thinks as she climbs the stairs. Mona gets most of the way to the top floor before she realizes that she just spent the whole day in sexy underwear (or less) and didn’t feel fat the whole time. She looks down; she hasn’t really done a hard workout since before the wedding and she is kind of missing it? Am I learning to actually enjoy exercise? Did I go kind of nuts? Her boobs are looking super sexy today, too. Can’t complain about the results, though I still got work to do...

She uses Thaumaturgy to open the Suite door, just like she has done ever since she got cool magic. And, when she does, the room looks different. Dozens of paper banners are strung up from the rafters. A few pizzas (including a keto friendly diet one for Mona) are on the table, along with party snacks and drinks. An old karaoke machine sits, plugged in and ready to be used.

Mona: Daily task complete! Walk for 30 minutes and walk 5K steps +10 BP

Mona: Daily tasks complete! Follow Diet Plan (Before the Date) +10 BP

Mona: Daily tasks complete! Get Completely Ready For Your Date +20 BP

Ophie pops her head out of the kitchen. “You’re early... That’s what I get for trusting Delilah.”

“You mean Raven?”

Ophie steps out from the kitchen. She’s clad in a sexy enough set of lingerie, lace bra and thong, garter belt holding up stockings, all in the same shade of pale green as her hair. If Mona stares hard enough, she can almost make out Ophie’s blue nipples. The sea elf maid sighs, “I meant Delilah. I don’t play the ‘I’m changing my name because I have several dozen sisters with the same one’ game.”

“Okay... Ah, do you want me to leave, or...”

Instead of answering directly, Ophie shouts, “Mona’s here!”

Mona hears a Jenny squeak from the living room. Jenny also walks out in her underwear: a sheer dark green babydoll with a matching pair of hipster cut panties. She has her mahogany hair in a couple of pigtails, tied in ribbon. “Ah, hi, Mona. You look super cute.”

Jenny: +1 XP (Compliment the Mistress)

“Thanks! You too. Both of you. Ah, I can go if you still want time to set up for... whatever it is you got planned? That is a lot of pizza for the two of you...”

Jenny giggles, then exclaims, “I’m throwing you a slumber party, silly. I invited a bunch of the other girls to join us.”

A slumber party?!?!?! Eeeeeh! I have never been to a slumber party before! Mona gestures towards her bustier, trying to keep a straight face, then asks, “And our outfits?”

“Like, I had to do something for the audience. Are you seriously going to complain or whatever about sexy girls in sexy underwear?”

Oh. Good point. Sexy point! “Nope!”

“Great. Get ready to greet the rest of our guests while Ophelia and I finish setting up.”

Mona walks back to the front of the foyer, ready to see who is to join the party and what sexy underwear they are wearing. She doesn’t have to wait all that long. Four of them waited at the other side of the door.

Ootah is, surprisingly, the most modestly dressed. The dark brown leather bra and thong bikini hug her curves (and bulge) tightly, but covers most of her breasts and crotch. Then, Mona notices the zippers. Hmm...

Andromeda, cheeks blushing slightly, is wearing what appears to be strips of material, artfully arranged around her body to barely preserve her modesty. Her skin has this sheen on it and it looks like blue-glowing circuits criss-cross all over her. That must be the scribing effect. Wow, it is really pretty!

Gaia and Mineko are in matching thongs, pink latex with white tiger stripes, and nothing else. Mineko’s ears are flat against her head, almost as if she is worried that Mona might not approve. Gaia looks more confident.

“Wow! All of you look sooooo hawt right now! Come in! Should we be expecting anyone else?”

Ootah steps in first, leaning down to give Mona a kiss. “Just us, as far as I know.”

Gaia comes in next, smiling. She squeezes Mona’s butt as she goes for a kiss, too, “Are you saying that five harem girls aren’t enough to satisfy you, kid?”

“No, but the more the merrier, right?”

Gaia’s fingers drag as she moves further in. “Not all the time, kid. Not all the time...”

Okay. Something must have happened. I’ll try to talk with Gaia about it later.

Andromeda passing through the threshold distracts the gamer girl, though she only goes for a hug. Mona enjoys the feeling of their breasts pressed together. “Tessa sends her regards, but she declined the invitation. She wants Jenny to have some alone time with you and felt her presence would interfere with that.”

“Oh, that’s fair. I understand.”

Andromeda has not quite broken the hug. “Maybe we can find a moment to do some things, now that I want to do them?”

Andromeda: +1 XP (Hug the Mistress)

Mona goes for a kiss. Andromeda takes a brief moment to be stunned, then starts to kiss back. The android’s tongue presses into Mona’s mouth and there is a lot of it. Andromeda pulls back first, panting slightly, then nods.

Andromeda: +2 XP (Kiss the Mistress)

Mineko still stands outside, looking in. She’s nervous.

“My precious little cat-girl maid, you look so cute and sexy! Do you want to come in?”

She still looks nervous, “Is that okay, Mona?”

Mona leans in and pulls the nekomata to her. The cat-girl immediately curls herself to rest her head on Mona’s shoulder. Mona rubs the spot on her spine where her shoulder blades meet. The purr reverberates through both of them. “Of course it’s okay. You are welcome to join the party.”

Mona feels Mineko nod into her shoulder. She watches the doors to the Suite close. A fun night in sounds really nice right about now.

Mona: Daily task complete! No teleporting +10 BP

“Ready to party, Mineko?”

Mineko squirms out of the hug, wraps one of Mona’s wrists up with her tails, and scampers towards the others. Mona follows, laughing both at the nekomata’s antics and at how much everyone has grown together. Let’s have a good party!

Tessa

“Soooo,” Winter begins, “panty raid?”

Tessa is sitting with the boys at the canteen, who are trying to plan for an evening activity. Tegan hasn’t rolled in from wherever she is for dinner yet, but the teacher is certain she’ll be along shortly.

Tessa is, of course, mostly paying attention to her phone. She hopes Jenny is doing okay with her slumber party date idea. Still, she tries to keep one ear open to the conversation.

“Winter, no.” Kevin says to immediately shoot down that idea, “You of all people should know the rules. Even if we could get into the Suite...”

“...which would be as easy as texting my sister...”

“...and even if we could steal their panties...”

“...which would be fun to try to do, even if we fail...”

“...we would be stuck in the Suite afterwards, which defeats the purpose of the raid in the first place. I think we should hit the library for this new name we got.”

Winter continues to argue, “Nah, just a name is not enough. That’s a tomorrow problem. Andromeda or I go challenge Queen Mama and we scope out how the deck plays. That’ll give us more information to work with when we can hit the library. Cross-reference ideas would help. Panty raid, guys!”

“I wouldn’t mind trying out another delve exercise,” Harith counteroffers, “I could use some more Alanis points before I try for a lunch date with Mona. Maybe something with less... plot?”

“There are those horde modes. Mama Daphne likes the horde modes.”

“Just us bashing some skulls? That sounds fun. Tessa, you in?”

Should I text her, let her know I am thinking about her? Or would that be rude? Ooh, cell phones make dating so much more complicated. Is this what the kids call “just talking?” I don’t know...

“Tessa?” Harith says, a bit louder.

“Oh, sorry, what was that?”

“Horde delve?”

“Okay.”

Tessa turns back to her dinner and her phone. I hope Jenny is doing well in there...