Pen Pals, Part 3: Seeds, Art, Waffles, and Noise

Mattie

Mattie has arrived at her impromptu range. The sunshine is nice and she starts to gather some coconut targets to obliterate. The astral elf reads her thank you letter as she works:

Hey Captain,

Well, that sucks. Two seasons in a row? It can't be healthy. But while I appreciate your interest in helping, I have no desire to 'dominate the competition.' Same thing about 'doing it with my lady Mistress.' That's Andy. He's a guy, even if he sometimes can turn into a girl. I'm not really attracted to girls, and while yes, I have been in threesomes (that's actually 3 in 3 days, but who's counting), you probably saw there wasn't much girl-on-girl action there. I'm afraid that, unlike your season, most of the women in mine are fairly focused on Andy. Which, admittedly, is still causing me some issues with jealousy. But what are you going to do? To be honest, I'd rather have part of him than none at all, and I've found that together with Claire, we can get a pretty big piece of him. So, thank you, but I don't see any practicing in my future. Just mind-blowing orgasms and actually being with the guy I love once again.

Thank you for the gun. I shot some when I was younger, but I haven't used one in a while. Arabella won't allow weapons to be used on the island, but maybe I can find out if there's a range in the resort where I can use it. If not, I'll bring it back home when this crazy show is over.

I'm sending back a bag of seeds. I collected them from some of the rarer tropical flowers in the resort's inner gardens. These species are difficult to find, and could use propagating. If you have some soil in your season, or wherever you end up going, plant them. They're beautiful, and they may help you re-acclimate to civilian life once your stint in the military is over.

Thank you, and good luck.

Erin

Mattie starts to talk to the camera as she continues to hunt for coconuts to send to palm tree Valhalla.

“I mean, technically, I was kidnapped by one season, the Host died of sword overexposure in the middle of it and I evaded capture long enough for the producer from this season I’m on now to give me an out. Again, I am much happier here. First one was a shit show, let me tell you.

Hey, I was only told about the first two threesomes and we only get these little note cards with facts about your season on ‘em. We get to fill in the blanks from there. I was able to fill in those blanks with my last few letters from my time watching episodes on my first (much worse) season, but I couldn’t with yours. Why have a threesome if you aren’t interesting in banging everyone involved? I don’t hop into a threesome if I don’t want to have sex with someone in it. Not wanting to dismiss your kinks and all that too much, but you can understand my confusion, right?

BOOO, Arabella! Let Erin try out her baby! At least you’re better than that lame-o Cassandra, ‘cause you left it functional.

Thank you for the seeds. I’ll need to check with the others to figure out exactly what to do with them. Even with as poor of a green thumb I have, I can tell that planting them here seems to be a bad idea. Not sure if this set is going to be in circulation after our season is done in a few days. When I was rescued, I was told the temperature of sets on ice is absolute zero. I don’t know about the climate of where we’re gonna end up, either. We’ll figure it out. Maybe I’ll get to build a greenhouse? That might be fun.

Not sure if I’ll ever think of myself as anything other than a soldier, but I guess a girl can dream? Good luck yourself, Bazongas.”

Satisfied with her collection, Mattie sets them up and starts to shoot them down.

Skye

Skye is back in her forge, with the still horny submissive Glitterdust tied up where she can’t hurt anyone. She has a frame to make. She gathers her supplies to start as soon as she is done with being a good pen pal. She reads:

Dear Skye,

It's so very nice to hear back from you. Of course we are friends! But you still have to show me what you look like, because I suspect my picture doesn't do you justice. I am happy you liked it, though. Sometimes the way I see things in my head is different from the way they are in the real world, but in your case, I am sure you are much prettier in the real world.

I am happy your date went well! You were heroic and you were rewarded. Uh, also, yay for your Mom not killing your wife... Skye, you know that's basic expectations, right?

I'm happy you had fun with your wife and your harem-sister. It makes me wonder who would be mine, but I didn't have to think hard. Dawn and myself have become very good friends while here. She's like the younger sister I never had, you know?”

The next paragraph is hastily scrawled, as if the writer was so embarrassed by the written confession.

“Yes Andy and I did make love and it was wonderful, my latest transformation gave me the skills and confidence i needed and I cannot wait for my date to come up again. Actually, we did it again today, without even a date beforehand! It was so amazing and so sweet. He knew I was not feeling too happy because of the challenge coming up, and he brought me a present. I told him I love him, you know. And you know what he said? He said he loves me too! <3 <3 <3 <3

Thank you for the offer, I don't know that there's any wedding on the horizon just yet but I will definitely keep you in mind. In fact, I think Andy's birthday is coming up in three weeks or so of our time. Skye, I think Andy knows your Mistress, does he not? It would be so nice if you could come over – I think Sam is planning a surprise party, and you and I could finally meet!

I will let you know more when Sam starts actually planning, and I hope we can make it happen. In the meantime, I send you so many hugs!

Also, I'm sending you a painting I made by the beach today. It's how I see the island we're on. I hope you like it.

Your friend,

Emi.

Skye admires the painting. Wow. So pretty. Guess I need to make two frames now. She then brushes her hair and has her rope of entanglement arrange itself in a comfy, bust-enhancing (not bust-pinching) rope bra. She smiles as wide as she can as she takes a photo. I think Tina would call this a selfie? Then Skye puts pen to paper.

Hi, Emi!

Sorry. I assumed that your host would have you watch my response to your thank you letter like our host makes us watch the responses to the letters we sent out. Hopefully, you get this (I think it is called a) selfie? I directed the bra to tie itself up myself. I finally got to watch a little of your season this morning, and you are so pretty and so talented! I wish I was half as such as you.

You have not met my Mother. She is quite scary. It’s only since I have married my lady love that I have found the courage to stand up to her. I have been told my ways are strange, but it is basic expectations that one’s Mothers will protect their children from true pain and sorrow, even to the point of shedding blood if the need arises. So, Mother Kimiko killing my wife (or, at least, trying to) is within basic expectations if she truly felt like my lady love will do me wrong.

I am glad you found a good friend in Dawn. I meant to write to her, too, but Aelene asked me to go with her on her date with my wife. I’m glad I did. She confessed that she loves me! And I did the same! And Harper even said it was okay for us to court each other! And their mom (Harper’s adopted as an adult) accepted me! I mean, it took a little stabbing and some divine intervention, but she even made me a knight of her court! I hope Tina was not too embarrassing for Dawn. I wanted Scarlet to write in my stead, but she had three other letters to write herself and we had a bit of a time limit to get them out.

Love is great. I hope you can supervise your Andy well. I believe in you, Emi! Both The Lady and my Mother felt I rushed my wedding too much, so I can understand the hesitation. In my hurry to keep my vow to remain a virgin until my wedding night, I skipped some things that may have been problematic if my wife wasn’t so considerate. I’m sure that, once the two of you have embraced The Lady’s wisdom, you will be ready to be wed!

Ooooh, a surprise party? I’ve never been to one of those before! I look forward to it! Let me know what I can do to help! I am an excellent cook, smith, knot-tier, and swordswoman, if any of those skills are needed.

I hope to see all of you soon! <May The Lady of the Dance watch over and bless you!>

Skye O’Connor

Skye measures her new painting for a frame. I should try to make Emi something pretty too!

Josie

Josie is back in the gym, somewhat distracted from her workout. Some of the distraction is that Tina never told her what silly dessert she tastes like (other than the sweet toothed bunny enjoyed it). Some of it is the letter she needs to read:

Josie,

Thank you so much for your letter. Is very nice, and I appreciate it. Please don't call Andy 'dweeb,' 'nerd,' 'doofus,' or 'dork.' Is a very good man. I understand you don't like men, but would you be happy if I call your beloved Mistress in a derogatory way?

Sam is a very sweet person and I want to get to know her much better. I think this HH has been good to me. Has given me Andy back, and also Sam. We all get stamina boost from Andy's Achievements. He gets more than us, I think. Is not so bad at all. But thank you for the potion. I will ask Sam if she wants to try it. Tell me more about your rock-girlfriend. Is she an actual rock?

I'm sending you a stack of handmade Belgian waffles. Mildred says they are packed so that they will still taste and feel as if they had just been made. Try them with powdered sugar, or chocolate. Or strawberries, too. I think you will like them. Thank you!

Liesa

Josie considers the point, then starts to answer, “It might just be an American thing, or a my dimension thing, or something, but I’m used to be able to lightly rib on people, especially guys? I mean, I call my Mistress my ‘old lady’ all the time. I didn’t mean my references to be taken venomously. Was my tone too flippant? Sorry. And I like guys as platonic friends just fine. It’s just that, between my job horning up doctors to prescribe more of my company’s products and my personal life of tight clothes at the gym and clubs, most guys did not want to be just friends.

Nice to hear about the built-in stamina boosts, but did you see the combo you wracked up, girl? Trust me, you may need that potion.

Scarlet got a transformation that made her some kind of shiny rock girl from some nerd thing? I’ll get with someone to send you some footage of her. She was enrolled at Columbia to be a shrink before we got snagged, stripping on the side to pay for school, but, again, don’t tell her I said that; she’s not exactly proud of all of that, especially as the show keeps poking at that sore spot. She’s smart, and pretty, and sometimes scary. I like her a lot.”

Josie stares at the waffle package, left unopened. Would it be rude to turn these down? I mean, I already had my cheat for the month by splitting that bowl of ice cream with Scarlet and Tina yesterday. Then again, the girl seems the sensitive type? “We’ll all try the waffles when we get a chance. Thank you for the carbs.”

Aelene is texting me? What does she want? Not like I’m really working out all that hard.

Aelene

Aelene watches the good human Chloe get her letter in the Media Room (borrowing the still signed-in account Glitterdust has). While yesterday she would have preferred the look of Princess Xanaphia over her own, between her now neutral Charisma modifier and her Ultimate Selfcest transformation, she finds herself more attractive than her crush. Still, she slooooowly starts to translate the letter given to her. At least the handwriting is neat.

Uh, hi, er, Alenetheria. Or is it Aelentheeria? Sorry, it's really difficult to spell! Can I call you Aele?

Um, why would I no longer be human? I mean, thus far the transformations have been a little weird, but we're all human. Are you not? I mean, yes, pointed ears, but that's a transformation, right?

Actually, Arabella doesn't sound so evil. She makes me think of a kind-hearted principal. I don't think she's a fiend. I'm trying to get more involved with the other women, it's just... hard.

Yes, I am a kindergarten teacher. Trust me, you don't want to see what a bunch of 5-year-olds will do each day. I'm sorry to hear your people have issues with having children. I know a thing or two about infertility.

How are your sisters and you 50 years apart? Were you born from different mothers? Wait, what is a hoppalong? Wait, wait, are you an elf? Ooooh, now that explains so much! Sorry about the misunderstanding. I hope you get to have as many children as you and you betrothed want. Children are a blessing and should fill up the house with laughter. Also thank you for the book. I've never heard of this manga. Um, thank you for the intentions!

I'm sending you an audio recording of what a class of 5-year-olds sounds like, all the time, every day. I hope you understand that however hard your military campaigns have been, there is nothing like corralling 20 5-year-olds for pre-school lessons, or 3-year-olds for nap-time.

Your friend,

Chloe.

After the slight horror of the shrieking sounds on the provided audio file, it takes Aelene several, slow attempts to read through all of that. She needs to translate bits of it on her phone before it all starts to make sense. Next time, request audio responses. And less screaming infants.

Aelene fires off a text to Josie and, several minutes later, the wolf-girl finds her.

“Good luchtoni Josie, can you help me with my Common writing again? I wish to put pen to parchment to respond to my thank you letter. I can help you practice your Sylvan.”

With a shrug, the good luchtoni sits to help. While they discuss Common grammar in a language not designed for it, a letter eventually forms:

Greetings once more good human Chloe,

Yes, I am a high elf. I am not the only one in my betrothed’s harem that was born not human either. Daphne is a mermaid and Glitterdust is an emerald dragon, both made somewhat more human by the game. I am not sure if you are familiar with the peculiarities of dragons, but the emerald ones are psychic and focus on illusion magic. Everyone else in my betrothed’s harem, including my betrothed herself, started out human, but has been transformed into something different. One of ours, Tina, is now a hoppalong. I believe she recorded a message for both your Dawn and Sam, if you wish to see what a hoppalong looks like. One of Kalyee’s friends in the book I gave you is a female hoppalong named Flopsy. She is quite restrained for a hoppalong, as she only needs 8 orgasms a day to function, instead of the usual 30 to 40. They would spend many a night playing with each other’s special places while in a shared bed roll.

So, yes, the game can replace your humanity for something else. I believe it already had for one of your number. From my notes, it seems your Claire is some kind of cat elvenoid species. There are several cat elvenoid species where I am from, so I would need more particulars before I could give you a specific identification.

A correction (though I do not hold the slight bit of rudeness against you), but Aele was my child name. When an elf becomes an adult, they choose a name of their own as part of the coming of age rites. Aelenetheria is my adult name and it is best to ask for how an adult elf wishes their name to be shortened in more informal settings, as some may choose an abbreviation and others may choose to translate their name into Common (or whatever other language is appropriate for the situation). I go by Aelene. For an example of the other situation, my betrothed’s adult name is Tyalangan, and she goes by Harper, though it is polite to refer to her as Lady Harper even in the most informal of settings; she is the heir to my mother’s throne. The other girl in Lady Harper’s harem that I am courting, Lady Skye, has not picked out an adult name yet; now that I think of it, I should encourage her to do so, as she is Lady Harper’s wife. It is quite silly for a married woman to still be using a child’s name.

Another correction (though I do not hold the slight bit of rudeness against whoever prepared the video for you), but the image they provided is one of Princess Xanaphia from the book series I gave you, not of myself. She is introduced in Volume 2, so you won’t see her in your volume. I especially enjoy the hot springs scenes, especially when Xanaphia kisses Kalyee for the first time. I suppose my low body image issues from before I was kidnapped for this game, which I have since fixed, made whoever changed the recording okay with doing so? No matter. I am attaching a couple of photos of as I am now.

A human with fertility issues is strange to me. My people almost bred humans to extinction in the distant past back home. I believe my betrothed compared humans from my world to the Pokemon Ditto, whatever that means? Mayhaps that reference would make sense to you. Of course, if I think about it, Dinah’s transformation description implied she had a fertility issue, too. Perhaps, my ancestors would not have kept an infertile human around, so the possibility was never recorded? Something to look into later.

I am not sure if discussing my people’s fertility issues would be helpful, but I can do so. With us, the problem is one of numbers and ratios. Elven males are rare, fertile ones even rarer. The drow birth ratio is approximately 3 to 4 females for every 1 male. For many of the other so-called “lower elves” (I do not like the term myself, but my sister would use it often), they would birth 5 to 7 females for every one male. High elves, the ratio is even more stark. 20 or more females for every one male. And not every male is fertile. Elven gestation time is around 2 years for 1 child. Twins are exceedingly rare, and usually result in the **** of the mother. Between the duties of child care and recovery needs, elven women have difficulty conceiving more than once every other decade. You can see the issue, I hope?

I am sorry, but I did not enjoy the... cacophony you have sent as a gift. It was unpleasant. I do not remember my sister making such noises when she was young. While I want to bear some of my betrothed’s children, I hope they are more respectful than... that. And, before you ask, yes, it should be possible as Lady Harper has access to her former male humanness via a spell. A terrifying spell that summons a spectral version of her maleness, detached and aloft; it looks to be 5 times larger than the biggest recorded elf copulation organ. Maybe the noise would be more pleasant coming from a fruit of my own womb?

Fare thee well for now, good human Chloe. I wish you much fortune in your upcoming ordeals.

Aelenetheria

Knight-Commander of Nimlith Grove

Daughter of Kaelisterie, 47th Queen of the Copse-Wood Throne

Aelene stands and stretches, then poses for Josie until she takes the perfect picture. Her copper hair in her usual bun, she looks over her shoulder at Josie from behind with a slight smile, her golden eyes shining. She balances her double-bladed scimitar on her other shoulder such that the swoosh of it frames the bottom of her face just so. Her bikini armor still does little to hide her scars, but the gnarliest ones are gone and the rest makes her seems rugged on her bronze skin. Her ass pops in the bikini bottom thong, too. Josie gives her a flirty little spank after the photo is ready.

Aelene squeezes her breasts, almost as big as her betrothed’s, together and lifts them with her forearms. She leans forward, one leg elevated on a chair, and smiles. Photo two done.