Waking up in good company

“He’s so cute,” someone giggled. You frown while a miasma starts to fade away from your mind, the voice felt far away yet very nearby. You rolled your head a little as a pair of something soft and sweet smelling was pressed against the left side of your face. Whatever it was, it definitely felt somewhat familiar though you couldn’t quite put your finger on it. What was more interesting to you, was that when you moved you encountered another pair.

“And handsome,” another honey-like voice agreed while both sets of the soft yet heavy sandwiched themselves with your head in the middle. You let out a pleased hum and shift in your seat as you lean back into a soft chair with some unusual cushions.

“He seems to like this, Mary,” the first voice laughed as something brushed your hair.

“I would hope so.” You relaxed though for some reason you felt like you were forgetting something. Something was missing. Something urgent. Something like—

“James you horny bastard! Get up!” You jumped, snapping your eyes open and knocking the things on your head aside. You flinched as the soft round objects bounced right back in your face. Looking around, you realized that your head was nuzzled between two sets of some of the biggest tits you’ve seen since Erza earlier today; at least you thought it was earlier today. You looked past the dark green and pink nipples and saw one blonde human girl and an orion girl pressing against you. Most surprising, you saw a few Borg implants on their faces.

“I said get up!” You groaned, you were grabbed by the collar of your shirt and dragged away from the sexy duo. You glanced up and saw Mariner was the manhandler and boy did she look pissed.

“Hey we saw him first!” The Orion complained as she slipped on a tube top.

“Yeah, you could’ve waited your turn,” the unknown human girl pouted as she put on a tank top. “Or joined in, I think there was a ‘little’ room left.”

“He’s taken you amazingly sexy petaQs!” Mariner growled though it started to take a confused and curious tone as she ogled the two quickly. She snapped out of it as you finally got to your feet. She started pushing you away before she turned back to look at the pair. “Whatever, we are out of here!”

“But why would you want to leave?” The unknown human asked as she followed you and Mariner through the foliage. As you walked with Mariner, you finally realized what you weren’t feeling. You couldn’t feel your connection to the plants, something was cutting you off from your plant abilities and the Green. You belatedly realized that you couldn’t quite feel the **** either, though it was muffled instead of just cut off.

“We don’t know where we are and I’m not waiting around to find out the trees bite or something,” Mariner argued back as the two shared a befuddled look.

“What do you mean? You’re–”

“Maybe they don’t remember? If it only just happened…” The Orion whispered to her friend while you were too focused on trying to sense the plant life around you. It didn’t take long for the foliage to thin out to a sandy beach.

“This place is unnatural,” you mumble as you brush a low hanging palm leaf. You take in the tropical beach full of playing or sunbathing people. It was a sea of humanoids eating, swimming, and splitting off in groups of two or more into the bushes. There were concerts and pavilions with engineering projects about and some set up with canvases and paint.

“Hey James,” you let go of the palm leaf, to your surprise a bikini-clad Diana walked up to you and Mariner with a coconut full of a tropical drink. “Why didn’t we come here earlier? There’s something for everyone.”

“We aren’t on Risa anymore,” You reply as you tried growing flowers around you but nothing happened other than feeling slightly tired for a moment. Not even the sexy ladies playing volleyball a few yards away could hold your attention for more than the time it took to memorize their curves. You have never really been without your plant manipulation powers before and that made you nervous.

“Well I would say we are better than Risa!” Someone declared snapping you out of your funk. A palanquin emerged from the crowd of beachgoers. A human woman in her late twenties or so with a simple crown on her head and a silky dress stood on the palanquin and gave you and Mariner a hungry look that set off alarm bells. “Jam-Bear and Becky-Boo! Welcome to Unimatrix 0 v2!”