Oh, won't you come with me and walk this land?

“So you managed to find the sex library?” Carly’s eyes were wide as she looked at Vivian from across the dining room table in the Master’s Suite.

Vivian laughed. “It’s not a-! Well, that’s actually a quite apt description, yes,” she giggled, nodding in amusement. “Of course, Amy was all ‘Oh, it wouldn’t be right proper to test out the spells on any of us, most unorthodox’ and all that boring stuff, but hey. At least Morgana was happy, right?” After exaggerating her accent slightly, she shrugged, offering the other woman a crooked smile.

Nick wasn’t sure what to make of that. “So Morgana is learning sex magic… well, that’s something, at least.” He looked over at Vivian. “Still, I’m surprised you just agreed when Amelia said not to test out any of the spells.”

Vivian let out a little chuckle and leaned back in her seat. “Well… I could kind of see where she was coming on this one,” the heiress admitted. “I wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of one of those spells if I didn’t know what was in store for me. And since the only other person there was Ella, well…”

Needless to say, being the test for Morgana’s spells wasn’t something that Ella would go in for. She was apprehensive about sex in general, something that had been made abundantly clear when she was cleaning the Master’s Suite tonight, and got a front row seat to Carly practically hanging off of Nick’s arm while showing Vivian a new type of video game- erotic games.

Vivian wasn’t the biggest fan. But she enjoyed how flustered Nick got watching her play, so she was fine with it.

And why was Vivian tagging along to the Master’s Suite tonight, even though it was Carly’s night with Nick? Because she’d used her Collab Stream transformation, of course!

“Are you sure about this?” Nick had made sure to ask Carly before she went through with the transformation. “You don’t have to do this, you know. We had such a great day together just the two of us. We could spend the night…”

“I know, and part of me would like that,” Carly had admitted in return. “But I think it would be fun to bring someone else in, don’t you? Marley’s already giving us space by staying with Sylvia. A threesome- even a competitive one- seems like the perfect reward for you being such an imperfect gentleman on our date together!” She had wiggled her eyebrows knowingly at him.

Of course, that was before they learned that the person who would be sharing the night with them was Vivian, who had yet to do anything with Nick at all.

• Collab Stream: A good content creator knows the best way to build a brand is to partner with someone else. On Carly’s nights with the master, she may invite another contestant into the Master’s Suite with her for a threesome. The audience will grade both girls’ performances in a quick vote, and split a reward of 5 VP between the two girls depending on who they judged as performing better. (Content Creator)

Carly’s transformation made it clear that they would have a threesome. But what that would entail remained a mystery to everyone, and Dakota had been intentionally cagey about the specifics. So now here they were, pretending like all this was perfectly normal.

“Personally, I would have volunteered,” Carly said, shrugging. “Who knows? Might be fun, letting Morgana work some of her magic on me.”

Vivian laughed and shook her head. “Yeah… no. Pass on that one,” she replied. “Doesn’t seem like the kind of thing that would go well for me, you know?”

Her eyes twinkled playfully. She couldn’t help but glance briefly at Nick, giving away just for a second her apprehension about what was in store tonight.

Mary and Holly watched the three of them from the kitchen. Mary bit her lip with concern, while Holly gnawed on hers with impatience. They both had very different expectations about how tonight was going to go.

“Speaking of experimenting, what’s this about you two and a cactus?” At least Vivian didn’t have an issue talking about sex stuff if it involved other people.

Nick and Carly glanced at each other, and Carly laughed while Nick rolled his eyes.

“Don’t ask,” he groaned, shaking his head. “Believe me, just don’t.”

“We had some ideas,” Carly said. “And we wanted to experiment. Nick shut down my ‘test out the breast growth on a boy’ idea, but as for the other ideas, well… we wanted to get some professional consultation.”

A couple hours ago…

“A cactus that makes your boobs grow bigger?” Dawn’s ears twitched. She raised her eyebrow, incredulous that this was the reason Carly had brought her to the Garden Suite. “That’s… a plant you could cultivate, I suppose.”

Marley’s newly-boosted figure was all the evidence she needed, really.

“Yep, we wanted to do some tests with it,” Nick said. “Well… Sylvia did, anyway. I had to shut down some of the ideas.”

“You’re the smartest girl I know!” Carly said, placing her hands on her hips. “So if anyone would know how to experiment with this, you know, scientifically and all that, it would be you, right?”

Dawn blinked. That seemed logical, she supposed. And no matter what her tail energetically flicking behind her back might have suggested, no, she was not at all excited about the prospect of such a plant.

“I suppose some experimenting is called for here,” Dawn agreed. “It’s important to understand all the specifics of how something like this would work, if you plan to make use of it in the future.”

Sylvia nodded in agreement. “Right, and since you have the smallest boobs out of everyone in the harem, the effects will be the most pronounced on you! It’s a good control group!”

Dawn glared at the redhead while Sylvia snickered.

“So that’s what you want me to do? Just let the thing prick me?” Dawn asked. She certainly wasn’t eager or anything. Not one bit.

“Basically yeah,” Carly said. “Marley didn’t want to go again.”

“I can’t afford to get any bigger!” Marley exclaimed.

“Well… I suppose it would be logical to try, at least,” Dawn said. “For science, of course.”

“Right,” Carly said, barely able to suppress her smirk. “For science. Of course.”

Even Nick was amused.

Dawn blushed. She was wearing a pretty loose top, fortunately. She winced in anticipation, pricking her finger on the needle of the cactus.

The transformation didn’t quite go how she’d expected.

Vivian’s jaw dropped. “Wait, so… it increased the size of Dawn’s breasts that much?”

Carly nodded, practically bursting out into fits of laughter as she remembered how the afternoon had gone. “Yep! So apparently, that plant doesn’t proportionally increase breast size, or expand it by one cup size, or anything like that. Nope! It has one set breast size, and anyone who gets pricked by it expands to that size regardless of their previous proportions. Which, let’s be real- that’s pretty fucking hilarious, if you ask me.”

“Dawn didn’t seem to think so,” Nick replied.

“Eh.” Carly shrugged. “She was a good sport about it. Even pricked herself again, as another experiment. Didn’t do anything though. That’s how we confirmed it only works to get you to that large size.”

“Interesting scientific approach,” Vivian said, amused. “I didn’t have nearly as much fun when I was staying there.”

She glanced appraisingly at Carly. “And even after that… you used it on yourself.”

That right there was the reason Nick was having trouble looking at his actual date for the evening, and why Ella had been so nervous about being in the room while Carly was coming onto him. And also why Holly was so worked-up in the kitchen.

Upon seeing the effects of the cactus, Carly hadn’t hesitated to take a go herself. And the end result was quite a sight to see.

Vivian laughed. “I’m quite fond of my own figure, and yet even I can’t help but feel somewhat insignificant sitting across the table from you, Carly. Considering tonight is a competition, after all.”

Her eyes twinkled as the elephant in the room was finally addressed.

“That’s right. It’s a competition. You’d do well to remember that.”

Dakota’s sudden appearance in the Master’s Suite startled everyone, even Vivian. She had an amused look on her face.

“Dakota.” Nick rose from his seat and turned to his old friend. “We actually had a question about that.”

“Oh?” Dakota raised her eyebrow. “About the rating system? Well, it’s quite simple. The audience will vote on which performance they liked better, and-”

“No, not about that,” he interrupted, shaking his head. “This is about… well…”

He glanced over at Carly and Vivian. “…It’s going to be a threesome? As in, I’m going to have sex with both of them?”

Vivian shifted uncomfortably on her seat, trying to mask her doubt as much as possible.

“Whether you have sex with either of them is entirely up to you, and the ladies themselves, of course,” Dakota assured Nick. “I would hate to make anyone do anything they weren’t comfortable with.”

Of all the many lies Dakota had told since the show began, that one was probably the most brazen.

“If our honorable Lady Carrington is too prim and proper to remove the stick up her bum and let you replace it with yours, that’s entirely her prerogative,” Dakota assured everyone with a sinister laugh. “But the audience probably won’t take too kindly to that. And that will reflect poorly on her when it comes time to voting.”

Carly bit her lip. “I’m not so comfortable about this, then,” she said, shaking her head. “If Vivian isn’t going to be enjoying herself-”

“Ah, but I can speak on my own, can’t I?” Vivian interjected, surprising Nick and Carly both. In spite of the playful expression on her face, it was obvious she wasn’t fully comfortable with this decision.

“…Well, sure, yeah,” Carly said, trying to figure out what Vivian was getting at. “I was just saying, well, I mean…”

Vivian rose from her seat and stretched her hands over her head. “You can go, Dakota. We’ll handle it from here. I’m sure the three of us can have a lovely night together.”

She winked playfully at Nick, who still remained unconvinced. But it’s not like Dakota cared one way or the other.

“Well, that works just fine for me, then,” she chirped, clapping her hands together. “Enjoy your night!”

And with a tap of her cane she was gone, leaving just the three of them.

“Well, no sense dilly-dallying,” Vivian said, twisting her hips in another stretch. “Shall we get to the fun part, then?”

Carly had an unusually-serious expression on her face as she stood and walked around the table, eyeing up the heiress.

“…Vivian, it’s alright,” she said calmly, flashing an accepting smile. “You don’t have to posture. You’ve never done this before, have you.”

“Ah, well, you’ve caught me, haven’t you?” Vivian scratched her cheek, blushing slightly. “You’re right. I’ve never been involved in a threesome before. Or even with another woman, so-”

“No, I mean, it’s alright if you’ve never… you know.”

Carly lowered her voice slightly. Vivian stiffened and her eyes widened momentarily. She blushed and tucked her hair behind her ear before recovering and putting on a confident face. “I’m not sure I understand.”

“Well… let me help.” Carly reached up and caressed Vivian’s cheek, feeling the other woman flinch at her touch. She didn’t pull away, though, and let Carly lean in close. The cosplayer’s lips almost brushed up against hers, and Carly couldn’t miss the way the heiress’s lips were trembling.

“I know… you’ve never been with anyone before,” she whispered into Vivian’s ear so Nick couldn’t hear. “Man or woman.”

Nick wasn’t sure what he was seeing. All he saw was Carly lean in to whisper something to the slender brunette, and then Vivian’s eyes grew even wider than Carly’s boobs had grown. But in a flash, the heiress regained her composure, and her lips pulled up into a crooked smile.

“I don’t know what you mean,” Vivian said, finally pulling away from Carly.

Carly looked warily at her, trying to smile but finding it hard to do so.

“Nick, go freshen up in the bathroom,” she said loudly, causing Vivian to twitch in surprise. “Vivian and I want to prepare something for your pleasure.”

She winked at Nick and tucked her arm under her inflated chest to make it bounce, turning Nick scarlet and making his pants tighten with desire.

He didn’t know what the two teases were scheming up, but he was curious. He scurried into the bathroom while Mary pulled the kitchen door closed, recognizing the need for privacy over Holly’s screeching whines and objections.

It was just Carly and a very off-kilter Vivian right now. The heiress’s hands were shaking as she tried to keep her cool, and doing a very poor job of it.

“Vivian,” Carly said, guiding the heiress over to the bed, “I’ve slept with a lot of men before. And a lot more of them were virgins than were willing to admit it.”

“Come now!” Vivian barked out a shaky laugh. “I’m certainly not a-! I’ve had lots of-!”

Carly’s neutral expression of acceptance killed the lies before they could pass her lips.

“The ones I was with, they would always try and play it off, pretend like they had plenty of experience with women. It just led them to be awkward and uncomfortable as they tried to live up to their own expectations instead of acknowledging the fact that everyone has to do it for the first time at some point and there’s no shame in that.”

Vivian dug her fingers into the sheets and sighed. She hung her head glumly.

“…But look at me,” she said. “I’ve modeled in Paris. I own my own fashion line, I have a massive following on social media. Someone like me not having experience… I’ve cultivated a whole brand out of my image as a wild, rebellious, enterprising young businesswoman taking the world by storm. Someone like me can’t be a virgin, it’s just not right!”

Even as she said that, though, she didn’t actually deny anything.

“Is there a reason why?” Carly asked, knowing how delicate of a subject this was. “You must have had plenty of suitors.”

“Hundreds,” Vivian said with just a hint of bitterness. “But why do I need to do it? Sex and all that, it’s so… unsavory.”

“You don’t like sex?” Carly’s eyes widened in surprise. That definitely hadn’t been something she’d expected to hear, given Vivian’s usual behavior.

“It’s not that I don’t like it, it’s just I don’t see the point of it,” Vivian replied. “My time is a very valuable thing, you realize. I’m the head of my own company, I have better things to do than focus on my base urges. Why, if I went and began to rut like some chav just to get my rocks off, what would that make me?”

She made everything sound so rational and clinical. Carly was actually surprised to hear something like that coming from a woman who seemed to tease Nick so readily.

“So you don’t want to have sex with Nick, then?” Carly asked.

Vivian made a sour expression. “I didn’t say that,” she replied. “I’ve just never given any thought to it before. Sex has always been so… base.”

Carly tried not to be insulted.

“I like having sex,” she said bluntly. “It’s not just about the pleasure. It’s about the connection and intimacy that comes with it. Do you feel anything like that?”

Carly didn’t say it, but she wondered if Vivian might be asexual. In spite of the woman’s teasing demeanor towards just about everyone, and how earnestly she’d accepted the bounty that made her breasts grow large, she always seemed to take a very hands-off approach when it came to her own intimacy with Nick.

Maybe sexual desire was simply something she wasn’t interested in whatsoever.

“I’m not sure what you mean by that,” Vivian said, her cheeks flushing ever so slightly, “but it’s not as if I don’t feel anything. I’m a woman with urges too, you know. But acting on them is a completely different story.”

So it’s not that she doesn’t get aroused. She just doesn’t feel like having an emotional bond for sex? I’m not sure at all how to help with this. Carly considered Vivian’s position carefully. This wasn’t like with Dani where Carly had romantic feelings for her, but lacked sexual attraction. Vivian admitted she felt sexual desire, maybe even towards Nick, even if she wouldn’t act on it. But…

“What about love?”

Vivian blinked.

“…Love?”

“For me, the feelings came first.” Carly placed her hand over her expanded chest. “My feelings for Dani. Even when I wasn’t sexually attracted to her, I began to fall for her. What about you?”

“I’m not in love with Dani, no,” Vivian replied with a smirk.

Carly sighed. “You’re dodging,” she pointed out, crossing her arms over her breasts. “I’m talking about Nick.”

“What about Nick? He’s a great guy, charming enough, and rather sweet.”

“And is that all you think about him?” Carly asked. “You’re not falling in love with him at all?”

Vivian blinked. “…Are you?”

Carly frowned. “Vivian…”

“Tell me what that’s supposed to feel like, then,” the heiress said, leaning back on the headboard and steepling her fingers together behind her head. She smirked. “This whole ‘love’ thing you’re talking about. I’m not heartless, I love folks just fine. My parents, Octavia, it’s no mystery to me. Should I feel that way about Nick, then?”

“I can’t say,” Carly admitted. “I don’t even know what you’re after here, if I’m being honest.”

“I’m after a husband,” Vivian said bluntly. “I want to marry Nick. It’s the perfect arrangement for us both, don’t you see? When we get married, I’ll finally get full access to my family’s resources. I have a lot of money now, but it’s nothing compared to what I’ll have when I meet the conditions set by my parents. And when that’s done, I’ll get someone I can have hanging off my arm and looking nice, supporting me when I need it, and in exchange, he’ll have all the financial support he needs for him and his harem. It’s the perfect arrangement, really, and love doesn’t need to have anything to do with it.”

Carly frowned. “And you’ll be happy with that?” She asked, not convinced in the slightest. “You’re fine with being married to someone you don’t have feelings for? Maybe even having children with him? You’re really okay with spending the rest of your life in that big mansion of yours without any love?”

Vivian chuckled. “Well, it wouldn’t be the first time,” she said bitterly.

Carly really didn’t know what to do here. Her Veteran Experience transformation could help her give Vivian advice on how to appeal to Nick, but that wasn’t the problem. The problem was that Vivian, for all her playfulness and teasing, was approaching love and sexuality from the wrong perspective. And it was stunting her in ways she might not even be aware of.

And in other ways she didn’t even care about.

“Look, Carly, tonight is a competition,” Vivian said, leaning forward and looking into the other woman’s eyes. “And I think we both know that if it’s you against me… Well, you’ve definitely got the advantage.” She looked down at the cosplayer’s massive chest. “I don’t have any experience in that area.”

“Are you going to give up, then?” Carly asked. Maybe that would be best for Vivian, if she really wasn’t going to try and deepen her relationship with Nick beyond its current state. “Even though you looked like you were having so much fun tonight?”

“I’m always having fun,” Vivian chirped, batting her eyelashes.

Carly scowled.

“No… you were really enjoying yourself. Seeing Nick get all flustered watching you play through those erotic scenes… you were smiling in a way I’ve never seen you before. That was real,” she said firmly.

She knew it. Because she had caught herself doing the same back when she was with Dani. Before she realized just how deeply her feelings went.

“I like Nick a lot,” Vivian said firmly. “And I’ll have sex with him if I need to. I’m planning to make him my husband, after all. Now’s as good a time to learn as any.”

Carly winced. “But you don’t want to?”

The uncomfortable expression on the heiress’s face spoke volumes.

“Want’s got nothing to do with it,” she replied. “I might not want sex, but I want the things sex brings with it. Isn’t that good enough?”

“Why are you being so judgmental all the time? You just don’t get it, sis. Just because I don’t want a relationship with those guys, that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t have sex with them. Sex is about making a connection even without the romance. Isn’t that good enough?”

Carly’s eyes widened. How many times had she defended her own casual flings to her sister? If Carly could have sex and make a connection without romantic love being a factor, was it so wrong for Vivian to do the same?

“Vivian…”

“I’ll do whatever I can,” Vivian said. “Short of actual sex, that is. It’ll be better if Nick and I do it when it’s just the two of us. Alone and intimate, you know? Like a real couple.”

“…Because that one-on-one connection works better for building a good working relationship, not because you actually want the intimacy yourself, is that right?” Carly asked, trying to find some semblance of sanity in Vivian’s rationalization.

Vivian smiled cheekily from ear to ear. “There, see? You’re getting it now!”

“And what about how Nick feels about all this?” Carly asked. “You really think he’s going to be okay with you pretending to be interested in him when you’re not?”

“Who’s pretending?” Vivian asked. “Nick and I are on the same page here. He knows my interest in him is on a purely professional level. Don’t worry, I’m not taking advantage of him.”

“…And what if he develops feelings for you?” Carly had seen that happen first-hand. Once upon a time, she had been the woman desiring a relationship with Nick that didn’t have a need for those pesky emotional entanglements.

And that had been a disaster.

But Vivian laughed it off as though Carly had just made the most absurd business proposal to end all business proposals.

“Oh, come on now, falling in love with me? You must be joking.”

Carly didn’t know what to say to something like that.