Man, I ain't gettin' nowhere, I'm just livin' in a dump like this

While it was a little embarrassing cooking scrambled eggs for Gina after their debate the morning before, it did help Dani calm her nerves a little. She felt sure and confident about this right up until Gina got her into the bedroom, at which point she began to have second thoughts.

“Okay,” Gina said, reaching to the hem of her shirt, “let’s get started with this-”

“Wait!” Dani stopped her, the shirt halfway up Gina’s waist, revealing that at least she was wearing panties.

Gina looked at her, confused.

“Wait for what?” She asked, tilting her head to the side.

Dani’s face burned.

“I-I just… um… maybe we shouldn’t do this,” Dani mumbled.

Gina stared incredulously at her.

“Dani, you were the one who propositioned me in the first place, if you don’t want to do this, then-”

“It-it’s not like I don’t want to!” Dani stammered, averting her eyes from Gina’s slender frame. The tattoos on her body were enticing and made it hard to know where to look. “It’s just… we should talk to Nick first, right?”

Gina blinked. “…You want to get Nick involved? I mean sure, I’m down for that any time, but wow, gotta say I didn’t expect that. Your last transformation really did a number on your fetishes, huh?”

Dani’s face twisted into a look of horror and she shook her head. “What!? No! That’s not what I-!” She shook her head harder and harder. “I just meant that with Nick… and you-! …Shouldn’t I get his permission, or something? Before we do anything together?”

The last thing Dani wanted was to cross a line with Gina behind Nick’s back, and leave him feeling betrayed. She couldn’t do that to her friend.

Gina snorted and doubled over with laughter. “Wait, THAT’S what you were worried about?!” She cackled in disbelief. “Nick’s feelings?! Oh, that’s rich!”

Dani’s face burned and she glared at the punk girl. “Is that so wrong?” She demanded. “Nick is my friend. And you two have a sexual relationship. He’s a sensitive guy… if he thinks that you’re cheating on him…”

“Okay, Dani, I’m gonna have to stop you right there,” Gina interrupted, holding up her hand. “You know full well that Nick and I, we don’t have a relationship like that.”

Dani blinked and looked at the punk girl in surprise. “W-well, I mean… Nick is with a lot of other women, but…”

“Right, he is. And we’re not doing the ‘boyfriend, girlfriend’ thing,” Gina asserted. She pulled a tangled knot of her black hair out of her eyes. “I like him, sure, and I know he’s got strong feelings for me, but love, marriage, all that stuff, that’s for girls like Mary and Rose and Morgana. He and I, our relationship is a little more…”

Complicated.

“…Physical,” Gina said instead. “I mean, he’s screwing your girlfriend’s brains out, and that’s not cheating, right?”

Dani frowned, a little irked by Gina’s vulgar reference to Carly, but she understood Gina’s perspective a little bit.

“It’s a different thing though,” she said, shaking her head. “Carly and I are committed to one another, are you saying that you aren’t committed to Nick?”

All this time, Dani had thought that Nick and Gina had some sort of kinky “sex ****” role play relationship. But apparently things were way more vague than she’d anticipated.

Gina let out an exasperated sigh, and shrugged. “I don’t fucking know,” she honesty admitted. “You know what I’m sure of, though? If I went to Nick and asked him if it was okay for you to fuck me, he’d say sure, if that was what I wanted to do. He’s a nice guy like that.”

She began playing with her hair again. “…Way better than I deserve, anyway,” she muttered under her breath.

Dani frowned.

“…Anyway, just the other night, Rose and I, well… you know what happened.” Gina cracked a lopsided grin. “You think if I told Nick, he’d feel like I stabbed him in the back? ‘Course not. Because he gets it. So come on, you wanna do this or not? Girls aren’t usually my first choice, but if you need someone to lend a hand, I can step in.”

Dani’s face burned. She swallowed and nodded, having lost the last excuse she could use for getting out of this. If Nick would be okay with it, and Carly was okay with it, and Gina was okay with it, then didn’t that mean everything was okay?

Dani realized that she was the only one who had reservations about the sexual encounter that was about to transpire. A sexual encounter she really, really wanted to have. Her eyes devoured Gina’s body, from her wide transformation-enhanced ass that she could make out from the front, to her thin waist, almost skin and bone, to her bountiful chest which had stolen all the nutrients the rest of her body so desperately needed.

She swallowed, not realizing until now how dry her mouth was.

Gina, sensing Dani’s **** had given way, cracked a smile and lifted her shirt back up, this time pulling it up over her head and letting her breasts bounce free. As Dani suspected, she hadn’t bothered wearing a bra to sleep last night.

Standing almost naked save for a pair of panties, Gina took Dani’s breath away. The feathered tomboy’s eyes landed on the sleeve of tattoos covering the punk girl’s arm, and in an instant she was bombarded with all manner of sexual fantasies.

“W-wait!” Dani tore her eyes away. “C-cover that up! Please!”

Gina blinked. She looked down at her arm. “What, my tattoos? But we’re about to- …Oh, I think I get it. Yeah, sorry, didn’t even occur to me,” she said with a sheepish laugh.

Right now, anyone who looked at Gina’s arm would receive a nice, heaping burst of sexual images involving the punk girl and her lover of choice, Nick. That was fine for when Nick was the one checking her out, but Dani probably wouldn’t be that interested in seeing vivid images of Gina sleeping with a boy.

…

A kinky smile broke across Gina’s face, and she sauntered towards Dani. The flustered tomboy was so distracted, she hadn’t even taken her own clothes off yet.

“Sorry, I completely forgot about these,” Gina said, reaching up and turning Dani’s face so she was looking her right in the eyes. “It must have been a little too stimulating for you… seeing me in such compromising positions like that…”

A red sheen flashed across Dani’s face and she tried to look away, but her strength was failing her for some reason.

“I… it was… surprising,” she managed to stammer out.

Gina smirked. “Surprising? Oh, I bet. Were you surprised at how good it felt? Actually getting such vivid images of Nick with another woman?”

Dani’s eyes widened and her mouth turned into a shocked “O”. She flapped her lips open and closed, but could only conjure up indecipherable babble.

Finally she managed to gasp out, “What!?”

“Your transformation,” Gina said, her eyes glittering mischievously. “The one that turns you on at the thought of seeing Nick with another girl… was I right the first time? Were you actually thinking of getting Nick involved, so you could get all wet and dewy watching him take charge of me?”

All complex thought was disappearing from Dani’s brain as Gina’s tantalizing words were painting pictures in her mind without the need for any tattoos. She couldn’t help but imagine Nick taking control of Gina’s luscious curves and doing whatever he wanted with them, and her right there beside him, coaxing him on the whole way…

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to distract you,” Gina sincerely apologized. “Allow me to make it up to you. I’ll cover my hand, at least.”

And with that, she slipped her fingers into Dani’s waistband, and reached down into her nethers, causing the feathered girl to stiffen into a statue.

This was what Dani had initiated, it was what she was here for, and yet, now that it was happening, her body refused to respond. She felt Gina’s fingers pass her pubic hair, dipping down into the delta between her legs to find…

“Squish.”

Gina blinked, and then smirked. “My, my, you’re all ready to go already, aren’t you?” She cooed, a little taken aback by the heat coming off from Dani’s sopping lower lips. “Is all that really from me? I know I’m hot, but really… you’re steaming!”

She slid a single testing finger between Dani’s lips, feeling them writhe and churn around the digit. Gina slid another one in right beside it, and then a third with no trouble at all. The tomboy was so hot to trot that Gina half-expected she could fit her whole fist up inside there… not that she was in any hurry to do that.

No, three fingers were more than enough for now. She rubbed along the outer edge of Dani’s crying cunny, stirring her up nice and good as the tomboy writhed in front of her, clutching onto the punk girl just to keep from standing.

“Ohhng… Gina… awweepp…” Dani moaned, shaking like a leaf as her body twitched and her muscles refused to respond. She dug her nails into Gina’s naked shoulders as spots flashed before her eyes. How… how could she already be this close to orgasm?!

Dani felt like she was drowning. Like she was being pulled under by a river’s strong current dragging her towards a waterfall, and it was taking all her strength just to stay in place with her head above water. But every second her muscles were weakening and her body was fighting against her, telling her that it was okay, that she could just go over the edge and everything would be fine.

She was just about ready to listen to it and let go when Gina retracted her fingers and slid her hand out of Dani’s pants.

“Whoa.” Gina didn’t have many more words to describe what she was looking at than that. Her hand was covered in sticky juices like she’d just shoved it in a bucket of slime, instead of the pants of another woman. She raised her glazed fingers to her mouth and gave one a tentative lick. “Not bad, Dani,” she mused, smacking her lips. “You taste pretty- WHOA! Hey!”

Gina had just barely gotten to sample Dani’s nectar when she felt the tomboy’s grip on her shoulders intensify. The punk girl had about two seconds to process what was happening before she found herself manhandled by the stronger woman. The candy-coated room spun around her almost as if she were flung through the air, and the next thing she knew she was on the bed, with Dani pinning her down.

“H-hey, uh… just playing around, right?” Gina asked through a shaky smile. The gleam in the other woman’s eyes had her trembling, and not in a good way. It looked like Dani wanted to eat her alive!

…Actually, maybe that could be the good way.

“You think you’re so funny, huh?” Dani moved her hands down from Gina’s shoulders to the punk girl’s wrists, where her handcuffs jangled, and pinned her arms next to her head. “So what’s the story? You’re submissive with everyone but me?”

Gina smirked. “I’m coming around with you on that one, to be fair,” she chirped, greatly enjoying this more assertive, dominant Dani. It was fun making the girl melt in her hands, but this was the sort of thing that really got her motor running, even if Dani lacked the equipment she was used to.

“Well… you sure did a number on me,” Dani said, narrowing her eyes. “Playing around like that? Not even going all the way with it… you wanted to be a tease, didn’t you? Get me all wound up until I took charge and pinned you down?”

Gina squirmed, trying to push Dani off her. A futile gesture, which is why she only made a token effort. Dani was way stronger. If she didn’t want Gina to move, Gina wouldn’t be moving.

…And that was just fine with her! Feeling Dani so completely overpower her like this was getting Gina even wetter than the tomboy had been, and she clenched her legs together in a vain attempt to stem the tide of love juices flowing from between her legs.

“Thought so,” Dani said, taking note of the red nail polish on Gina’s fingers. “And when did you put that on?”

Gina’s only answer was a cheeky smile. Fair enough, Dani had caught her. With the effect of her boon, she’d made her touch like kryptonite to the curvy girl. But Gina had a feeling that was all the mileage she’d be getting out of this one today.

“You remember the last challenge, when you tossed me off a cliff?” Dani asked, lowering her voice menacingly.

Gina flinched. “Uh… I think you tossed yourself off that cliff, actually…”

Her mom would be so proud of that bit of legal maneuvering! …Or not, more likely, given the context. But Dani sure wasn’t swayed by her technical argument, and she tightened her grip on the punk girl’s wrists to the point they almost hurt.

“You dropped me in that aphrodisiac and made me cum my brains out,” Dani reminded her. “And I never did get around to returning the favor, did I?”

Before Gina could answer, Dani took the cuffs on her wrists, and snapped them up to the posts of the bed, leaving Gina trapped.

“Hope you still have the key,” the tomboy teased, sliding down the other woman’s body until she reached Gina’s legs.

“Ooh, um… actually it’s on my dressed, so… oh!” Gina’s eyes widened in delight as she felt Dani slide her panties aside and push a finger inside of her just like she’d done to Dani only moments before.

Only Dani was a lot less gentle with her.

“You’ve got a pretty high pain threshold if I recall, so I might need to get a little rough with you,” Dani said, withdrawing her hand and giving her fingers a lick, before sliding two in this time. “But you’re into that sort of thing, aren’t you?”

“C-can be,” Gina belted out, squirming and raising her hips in a vain attempt to escape Dani’s touch, knowing it was pointless when she was tied up like that. “With the right person, anyway. And I’m not so sure that’s you.”

Dani withdrew her fingers, raised her head, and shot a sulky look Gina’s way. The punk girl responded with a cheeky grin, daring Dani to prove her wrong.

And Dani decided to take her up on the offer.

“With your transformation, I could probably just make you cum by showering you with praise,” Dani said, wrapping an arm around both Gina’s legs, pinning them together. She stood up on the bed, taking advantage of her strength and dexterity to lift Gina up with her, leaving her in a very strange position with her head and shoulders still on the mattress but the rest of her suspended in the air, legs tucked under Dani’s shoulder.

It was a position that left Gina with exactly zero options. Again, fucking hot as hell.

“SMACK!”

Dani swung her other arm up, spanking Gina’s jiggling ass from below. A jolt of electricity shot through the immobilized punk girl and she howled out a moan, arching her back and pushing her skull deeper into the bed as her legs shook and trembled in Dani’s grasp.

“…But you don’t deserve that,” Dani said in a scolding tone, delivering two more smacks to the punk girl’s bottom. “Not after pulling that dirty trick.”

Truthfully, Dani didn’t actually hold any animosity towards Gina for the little stunt during the challenge. The other woman was just playing the game, and she could respect that. But she knew enough about Gina’s fetishes to guess that she would greatly enjoy being “punished” for her betrayal, and Dani was happy to oblige.

Judging by how Gina’s body was reacting, Dani was right on the money with this one.

“SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!”

More spankings made Gina putty in her grasp, and soon enough the punk girl wasn’t even stiff anymore, having completely sunk into languor as the strength left her body. Once she saw that Gina was completely down for the count, Dani let go of her legs unceremoniously, letting the other woman’s twitching body drop onto the bed like a sack of potatoes.

One look at Gina’s dazed expression told Dani she was loving life right now. But Dani’s work technically wasn’t done yet, not until she actually made the other girl cum.

“I’m not eating you out,” Dani said, crouching down and spreading Gina’s trembling legs open again. “You haven’t even showered yet. And besides, my fingers are enough for you.”

Gina had used three fingers on her, so it was only fair that Dani did the same. Her hand dove between Gina’s legs again and she dug deeper into the spasming punk, not even really bothering to look for her sensitive places at this point.

Normally Dani was a pretty generous lover. Carly could testify that she was practically worshipped by her eager partner every chance they had together.

With Gina, though? Gina didn’t deserve that, so Dani didn’t bother. She slid her fingers around inside the girl’s moist insides, which were surprisingly a lot tighter than Dani had anticipated. In spite of Gina’s reckless lifestyle, she actually took better care of herself down there than Dani would have expected.

…Of course, she would never have done anything like this if Nick hadn’t already confirmed that she wouldn’t catch anything from the other woman by having sex with her first.

Whether Dani’s handling of Gina could be described as clumsy or haphazard didn’t really matter, because it was working. Gina was howling a constant stream of gibberish and expletives, punctuated only by the occasionally decipherable “Yes!” and “There!” and “Don’t stop!” Dani listened closely for any signs she was on the right track, and found her target without even looking for it. One of her fingers brushed against a sensitive bump of slightly-raised flesh, and Gina practically flooded the bed when she touched it.

Dani smirked. Oh, that would make it a lot easier.

Her target found, she attacked it without mercy, ignoring Gina’s pleading cries and screams and moans as she roughly **** the other woman over the edge, pushing an orgasm out of her that nearly knocked the punk ****.

It took Dani a couple seconds to even realize what had happened; one moment Gina was shaking like her nipples had been hooked up to a car battery (which she would probably like) and the next her pussy was squeezing down so hard she nearly tore Dani’s fingers off.

Then she went completely limp, as Dani kept going, lost in the heat of the moment as she continued to take advantage of Gina’s post-orgasm body, only stopping when she realized that her partner wasn’t even moaning at this point.

Dani sheepishly withdrew her fingers and raised her head, admiring the blissful expression on her partner’s face.

It brought a smile to Dani’s own lips in turn, and she laughed. “Enjoyed yourself?” She asked, climbing off the bed. “Doesn’t make for much of a punishment then, does it?”

“No…” Gina panted, looking weakly up at Dani and flashing a grin. “Definitely does… the best punishment… totally…”

Dani laughed and rolled her eyes. Her heart was still pounding and it might take a moment for her to calm down. She debated leaving Gina to stew in her own juices, but as the heat of the moment wore off, she slumped down in bed beside her, taking a break for the moment to recharge her batteries with a cat nap.

“Hey, Dani?” Gina looked at her bed partner, pulling against her handcuffs. “Like I said, key’s on the nightstand… the giant marshmallow? Um… could you… …Shit. You’re asleep, aren’t you?”

Gina sighed and sank down onto the bed. Her shoulders were starting to get sore in this position. “Great, just great…”