Indigo Date 2, Part 2: Dea Ex Machina

Scarlet

Scarlet is heading towards her room. The task is simple: to invite Dinah and Daphne to dinner with the potential goal of having a fivesome instead of a threesome. She wonders at what point does one call a group of sex-havers an orgy instead of just a number-some. Those idle thoughts are interrupted once she opens the door to her dorm room. It looks like a tornado hit the room.

Dinah shouts, “Catch that otter!”

Scarlet sees an otter run between her legs and out the door.

“Whoa, Dinah. Calm down. What’s going on?” Dinah has that manic look in her eyes that she had when she was resisting the urge to confront Indigo. Also, her breasts are out.

Dinah attempts to press Scarlet’s face into her nipple, but Scarlet slips between the de-aged doctor’s legs and locks her arms behind her head. Dinah struggles against the grapple. “Let me go! I need that fucking otter to drink my milk! Now!”

The shouting has attracted an audience. Josie jogs her way over. Tina soon follows, giving the otter some scritches as it sits between her ears.

“Tina! Grab that otter and **** it to latch onto one of my teats! It’s super important!”

“Well, cutie,” Tina coos at the otter on her head, “Do you wanna drink some yummy milk?” The otter skitters down into Tina’s shirt.

“Dinah,” Josie sardonically asks, “Why do you want to **** a dumb animal?” The otter makes a disapproving growl.

“It’s not just a dumb animal; it’s Daphne!” Another growl is emitted from inside Tina’s shirt.

“Hey, Daphne is smart. Daphne, do you want some milk? Or at least want to explain why Dinah needs to feed you?” An otter head pops up over Tina’s shoulder, chirping at Tina.

“You understand any of that?”

“No? Why would I?”

“Great.”

“You know, Daphne, it would be a lot easier for us to resolve this if you could talk”

The otter scurries down and out of Tina’s shirt and stands on it’s hind legs behind the bonny bunny. Then the otter starts to grow and morph into the tall mermaid. Scarlet has to use more **** than she’d like to keep Dinah back.

“I got a text from Harper and Dinah wasn’t happy about it. So, I turned myself into a cute and cuddly otter to run away more effectively.”

Josie, probably wanting to get past this stupid argument, tries to text Harper. Getting a “Recipient out of network” notification, the blood-red aura floods over her in an instant. “Tell me why the fuck I can’t reach her, or being **** by Dinah is going to be the least of your concerns, Fish!”

“Look, Harper and Skye had to go on a little trip to deal with an Indigo situation and they’ll all be back soon. No need to do something stupid enough to get yourself eliminated about it, Josie.”

Sighing, the aura fades. “Well then, what do we do in the meantime?”

“Be on call. Just because they’ll be back, doesn’t mean they won’t need patching up. Could use some clams while we wait. Being an otter made me hungry.”

Harper

THUMP

Harper and Skye both turn around, blades summoned (and, in Harper’s case, clothes shoved into her inventory). A seahorse mermaid fell out of a tree? How? Skye had the wherewithal to hop over and cast Cure Wounds. The mermaid moans in pain. “You okay, ma’am?”

“Nice to see we have an audience, veijito”

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Harper turns back around to see Indigo being led to them by a black-furred fox, eyes glowing with purple. Indigo looks different as well. A large phallic thing is embedded in her chest and she has 2 of those floofy fox tails. Kitsune get more tails as they get stronger. She has access to 2nd Level spells now, maybe? That shouldn’t be a problem.

“As nice as this field is, Añil, it’s time to head back.”

“Oh, veijito, it’s time for you to die.”

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The pervy fox starts to chant in Spanish. While Harper’s fluency isn’t good enough to figure out exactly what she’s casting, it doesn’t matter. Counterspell cancels any spell Indigo could cast. Guess the app is down over here too. Otherwise, my “casting magic without permission” trigger would’ve hit. Time to put her down, gently.

Her hesitancy when her spell fizzles is all the time Harper needs. She begins the bladesong, feet splashing in a rice paddy. Too far out to risk just charging in, she lashes out with psychic energy. The pervert is hit; it’s super effective. The fox-girl stumbles away, dazed and confused. Harper summons the burst of wind, then charges forth. She smacks Indigo so hard with the flat of her blade that the pervert skips down the rice paddy a couple of times before skidding through the muck.

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Harper grabs Añil by the rope and drags her back to Skye. Skye casts Cure Wounds again, patching up the pervert, then pointedly presses the tip of her estoc to the fox-girl’s neck. Skye’s estoc glows with a silvery light and starts to sing. Indigo wakes up terrified, frozen in fear. Noticing the other two mermaids in a tree, she notes, “Job’s done. So, how do we get back, exactly?”

Seeing them staring past her in terror, Harper turns around. A large anthropomorphic fox (with a ridiculous erect cock that nearly reaches his chin) chuckles.

“Konbanwa, makeookami. I suppose I should thank you for tying up a loose end. I was already done with her as soon as she dragged you here. A pity you spared her life. Once I’m done with you, she’ll be better off dead.”

Harper hears Indigo start sobbing as this giant fox absorbs some purple energy. “And you are?”

The fox yips in amusement. “Nogitsune, the first among foxes that overthrew the shackles of Inari to seek the freedom of the fields. I’m also a host of Harem Hotel. I do not tolerate cross-promotion. So, your season has to die. And the most fun way to do so is just to kill you.”

Harper positions herself to stand between the fox and her wife. Not turning back, she commands, “You five, get back to the set. I’ll cover for you.”

“Muri,” the fox simply states. With a snap of his fingers, his giant cock is sheathed in flame. The fox is on her so suddenly that Harper doesn’t even have time to react. So fast...

Skye

The mean fox man with the obscene copulation organ grins over Skye’s wife’s fallen body, giving her another smack with it’s gross thing. He then turns his eyes towards the five other interlopers.

“Well, that’s done. Now to deal with the rest of you. Could always use some more extras.”

Despite herself, Skye falls into a trance as the mean fox man starts to chant. I should listen and do what he says next. She awaits with baited breath. But the words don’t come. The spell fades. Then Skye refocuses and sees quite a sight.

The mean fox man is sucking on both a lollipop and his own copulation organ, droning “Must suck cock for the male gaze!” And Harper is standing again, her skin turning blue and her hair turning green. When she turns around, her eyes glow a blueish-silver.

“Hey, sis. I’m going to borrow your wife’s body for a bit. We’ll patch her up later, if that’s okay?”

The sudden flooding of her special place would have given the secret away even if The Lady didn’t ask. My goddess in my wife’s body. So arousing. Must resist touching myself!

“So, the Lovely Lady Lolly I found in Harper’s inventory only lasts as long as it takes for him to cum, so time for a quick checklist. My big, sexy brain full of big, sexy magic? Check! My usual weapons? Unavailable, gotta substitute. Harper’s sword? Gotta use it. Too good not to. Skye’s estoc? Not in my possession, but also too good not to use. May I borrow it?”

The Lady holds out her hand. Skye summons her short sword to keep her prisoner under threat and offers her estoc to her goddess. The silvery light sheds brighter as the goddess takes it in hand, the song it sings shouts louder. She smiles so wide and responds, “Thanks, sis. Back to the checklist. Baddie? Check, over there. The capacity for the Baddie to repent of being a baddie? Lacking. Conclusion? Time for me to do what I hoped Harper would be able to do on her own. Nothing wrong with asking for some help, as long as you’re willing to do your own part. Remember that, my sweet little cinnamon roll of a champion.”

An orgasm washes over Skye despite her efforts to resist. By the time she comes down, the mean fox man is back on his feet.

“Heya, Nogi. How’s it hanging?”

The mean fox man answers in a language Skye doesn’t recognize. The pufferfish mermaid (Irene?) murmurs, “Of course, he speaks Japanese.”

“So rude, speaking in a language the others don’t understand. Well, I can so...” As the pufferfish mermaid is put to sleep, the goddess has a short conversation in Japanese. The mean fox man gets alternatively enraged and terrified by the parlay. The goddess limbers up and gets into a fighting stance.

Giggling, the goddess inside Skye’s wife asks, “Hey, Nogi? You like magical girl anime?”

Skye wonders what that is as the mean fox man growls in response, “Only if it involves tentacles.”

“Sorry. No tentacles today, but, In the name of the Moon, I will punish you! Ready?”

Humming a jaunty tune Skye doesn’t recognize, her wife’s body shimmers in shining silver moonlight. The goddess strikes like lightning, limbs popping and cracking from the ****. The mean fox uses it’s copulation organ to somewhat block the first longsword swipe, but that opens him up to a devastating blow to the spleen from the estoc. The fox bowls over in pain from that, just to take another slice along it’s back and a stab through one of his tails. The first swing from his copulation organ misses altogether, the second is sidestepped away, the third misses, but the fourth connects. The moonlight around Harper’s body fades slightly.

The goddess fiddles with Harper’s ring, then does another 4-hit combo, accompanied by more pops and cracks from Harper’s body. The mean fox man was barely able to dodge a piercing blow from the estoc, but is still a bleeding mess by the end of it. Then, smiling, The Lady says, “A 3 yard cock is so excessive, don’t you think, Nogi? <I wish Nogitsune’s penis was 3 centimeters long erect instead of 3 yards. You know, for the metric system users out there.>”

“NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!” The mean fox man’s copulation organ shrinks and shrinks and shrinks. Skye can barely see it by the time it’s done. Filled with rage and embarrassment, the mean fox man fires a fiery orb at Harper’s body, burning away some of that moonlight. Then, he slams into the ground, a wave of fire radiates outward. The goddess casts a spell as the fires slam into Harper’s body. The fire seems to move around Skye and the other bystanders. A large section of the rice paddy is a steaming, burnt mess. The entire area smells of sulfur and ash.

Another slice from the longsword. Another 2 thrusts with the estoc. Then, a primal scream of pain as Harper’s real voice comes through her body for just long enough to separate the fox man’s head from the rest of his body. Then the whole world goes grayscale. The lights go out, except for a glowing red moon. Harper’s body hobbles over to Skye, looking like it will fall apart with the slightest jostle.

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“Here, safe and sound.” The goddess returns the borrowed blade. “So, we are going to need to get out of here soon. The host serves as an anchor from his producer to this set. With him dead, the magic that maintains the set is fading away. Soon enough, the magic will be too far gone for this set to maintain life. I can already hear this set’s producer sending agents to evacuate the hotel. Got just enough time for this, my champion. I pushed Harper’s body much further than it’s usual limits. She has several dozen torn ligaments, tendons, and muscle and half of her bones in her limbs and torso are broken. Once these spells I have to control her body drops, she will be dying. Hopefully, you have a hell of a doctor that can do her part. Right?”

Skye nods. She knows what her family needs to do.

“Good.” the goddess notes. Turning to the others, “You three, I’ll put a good word in with your producer. Keep Añil locked up somewhere on set until we know what Harper wants to do with her. Keep her away from the other contestants. I’m not having one of them eliminated because of a momentary lack of judgment.”

“You got it, ma’am” the eely mermaid says, already taking custody of the scared fox-girl.

“Very well. Time to go.” The goddess sings two notes, pure and clear. A portal to a wet, dripping cave and another to the hotel cafeteria opens, Skye’s family visible on the other side, finishing up dinner. “Once I get Harper through, I’m going to drop my spells. Be ready.”

The mermaids, dragging Indigo, shimmy through the cave portal; it closes behind them.

“And one more thing, my sweet little cinnamon roll, no doubts. I know this was beyond both of your capacities. You did exactly what I needed you to do just by being here. Now save your wife.”

And with that, the two walk though the other portal. And everything turns to chaos.

Dinah

Dinah was finally able to calm down enough to get some food down. Then Skye and a literally blue Harper come stumbling into the cafeteria from a hole in the universe. Harper immediately collapses in a heap. Shit.

Dinah and Daphne both hop up to evaluate the situation. This is bad. This is really bad. Multiple open fractures, compartment syndrome looking like it’s setting in in all four limbs at once. And her hair turned green?

Daphne is already tying to relieve the pressure in one of Harper’s thighs. “Dinah focus. The skin and hair color change aren’t problems. The bleeding, both internal and external, is. We need to get her to stop bleeding out.”

Dinah starts to apply pressure to a random wound, yelling, “I’m a doctor! Stop acting like you know better than me!”

“Fair enough. But I’ve actually read some medical texts for treating aquatic species like my Beloved. Don’t dismiss me out of hand. Now, let’s get to work.”

Glowering at the fish, Dinah starts emergency treatment. It takes every trick Dinah could remember from her ER rotation just to make sure Harper doesn’t die on a cafeteria table. Skye summons a key to unlock that chastity belt and pulls it off her. The cafeteria is stripped bare of kitchen towels as emergency dressings are made and Harper is gotten to the point, splinted up, where she can (carefully) be transported up to the Master Suite. Josie and Daphne carry her up on a makeshift gurney and places her on the edge of her giant clamshell bed. The others all come up, too. Then, the magic nonsense begins. Scarlet burns though all her pseudo-magic to start healing torn muscles and sinews. Skye uses her magic to help speed up bones mending; the drow girl then drags Tina away to “breed” for some reason. Even Josie uses some potions she made to heal Harper and restore some more magic for Skye, just to drain her magic helping Harper and drag Tina away to “breed” again. After hours of work, Harper seems that she will pull through. It’s exhausting.

Then, the fish wants to make things more difficult. “We’re going to need to get her in the pool to rest.”

“Are you nuts? What if she has an issue?”

“Then I can jump in and fix it. I’m telling you, she WILL have an issue when she wakes up if she’s not in the pool. Trust me. Sea elves can only handle being out of the water so long. Given how much damage she took and how much pain she’s going to be in the morning despite all that we’ve done, her lungs will likely shut off as soon as she wakes up. So, help me get her in the pool.”

Josie speaks up, looking as tired as the rest, “What if it’s something that will take two of us to fix? Better to toss her in the pool when she wakes up if she needs it than it would be to put her in now just to need to yank her back out if she bursts a magical stitch or something. I vote let her rest on the bed. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I really need to absolutely shred something or I’m going to do something terrible to Indi if I see her again. I’ll be in the gym nook.”

Tina and Scarlet pick the sensible side (though Scarlet looks a little ****). Daphne and Skye are outvoted. With a heavy sigh, Dinah heads to the reading nook area just to catch her breath. Time for her to get her head on straight and her heart to stop threatening to explode.