Week 3 Tracy's Date: After Breakfast

Carla watched Tracy lead her group out of the dining room before turning back to Evelyn. The green haired elf was looking much better than she had in days. "So it looks like you had a good time, or at least a good rest."

Evelyn blushed. "Both. Penny and I had quite the night."

"Just Penny?" Kim scoffed. "You had a whole crowd up there to choose from."

The elven woman shook her head. "If I have sex with Laura before I'm a contestant I could be costing myself points from firsts, even just from her seeing me with someone else."

"Oh shit, I didn't even think of that." The redhead smacked her forehead theatrically.

Carla chuckled, shaking her head at her wife's antics. Her wife... What a change her life had gone through recently. "So what did you do?"

"Tracy suggested Penny and I occupy ourselves in the shower together while everyone else was busy on the bed."

Kim looked shocked. "Really? I'd have expected the troll to **** herself on you right there in front of the boss lady."

Nodding her head, Evelyn agreed. "So I would have thought as well, she's an incorrigible prankster, but also apparently means well." She shrugged, still not really trusting the cat girl.

Looking over at where Candy was chatting with the Professor and Misty, Carla leaned back in her seat. "I suppose, I've only seen her being a pest, but she certainly could be worse. But forget that, what are we doing this morning? Tracy's absconded with our drummer but we can still work on your guitar, if the orange haired fuck machine hasn't worn you out we could head to the bedroom, or down to the hot springs and enjoy a good soak?" She took a deep drag on her cigarette, and raised her brows at the elven woman.

"I vote soak, then be social and actually eat lunch for once, with some guitar work on a full stomach after. Then fuck like rabbits before dinner."

Evelyn smiled at the red headed woman while Carla laughed. "That sounds like a nice relaxing day, but I need to let the others know where we'll be in case they need me."

Kim leaned over and gave her a hug while mussing up her green hair before she turned and shouted. "Oi, Candy! If you lot need Evy we'll be in the hot springs till lunch." Looking back to the woman she still hung on. "There, done and done."

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Once it was just the three of them left Misty mused. "Hot springs sound nice."

"Oh they are!" Candy enthused. "It's like a great big hot wet magical cavern."

"I still want to work out though, but Anna's off with Laura."

Gabriella gave the black haired woman a hug. "It shouldn't be a problem dear, you just intend to use the stair machine again no?"

Misty nodded, looking down. "Anna said that was a good way to lose weight."

Candy glompped onto Misty from the other side, trying to cheer the painter up. "You're in excellent shape! But there's nothing wrong with a good workout. We could even go swimming instead, that's great cardio."

The black haired woman only drew in on herself more at that. In a small voice she replied. "I can't swim."

Undaunted Candy continued her attack, determined to cheer Misty up. "Not a problem! The pool has a large shallow end you can stand up in easy and I can show you how."

"I wouldn't mind some lessons myself." Gabriella told the exuberant blonde.

Misty turned to the Spanish woman shocked. "You too?"

Gabriella shrugged. "I can dog paddle if I must but I am not a strong swimmer."

Misty looked back at Candy, trying not to be blinded by her bright blue glare. "That sounds like fun then, and maybe the hot springs after?"

"That sounds like a plan!" Candy flashed to her pixie form and flew to Misty's shoulder, taking a firm grim on the fabric of her cloak.

"And if you don't mind I'd like to take some sketches later for a couple of paintings." The diminutive woman squealed in Misty's ear, in what she took as a yes. "And I still need one of you in your dress." She said to Gabriella.

"As you wish dear."

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"So we got a new bounty and it's a contest? How does that even work?" Tracy asked her twin as they walked up the steps in the master suite.

Stacy shrugged. "It wasn't very clear but everyone but you, Misty, and Gabriella are signed up. Personally I think the whole thing is stupid but if I'm stuck wearing cheerleader shit anyways I might as well compete."

Tracy looked back down at Susan and tried to picture the busty woman in a cheerleader outfit. "We're gonna need more fabric." She said in a passable imitation of a certain chihuahua.

"That better not be a fat joke." The cow woman shot back playfully, though truthfully she wasn't confident she could pull off the look.

Sensing her unease Laura gave the brunette a hug. "You'll look great. It can't be much different than just running around in your bra like you have been."

Susan shrugged. "I'm really not a fan of skirts. Maybe I can just wear a top with my sweats."

"Come on, don't start trying to weasel out." Anna called out encouragement from behind. "I hear you on the skirt thing though, blegh, but think of the prize!" Five victory points and three thousand bonus points for the winner with three and one thousand for the next two was worth wearing a skirt for. And wearing Stacy's outfit, back when it would fit, hadn't been that bad.

Tracy grinned at Anna's enthusiasm, there was no way she wasn't in on this too, but hardly needed the win. Would be better to slack off and let the others that needed the points more have a chance in fact. "Right, but we still don't know how or even when it will be. And who's judging? Is it gonna be Laura's subconscious again, or is the audience ranking us?"

"I hope it's not me." Laura said wistfully. "I didn't want to judge everyone last time either." Stacy grunted, remembering how that had turned out.

It was Susan's turn to hug Laura back. "It will be okay, even if you have to judge us. As long as we're ranked by how much you like the way the outfits make our tits look."

Everyone laughed at that, and laughing still Laura had to say it. "I am not obsessed with tits."