A Good Dicking And A Nap

Chloe and Laura came in and Ellen closed the door.

Mark held up a hand before Chloe could start talking, “Okay, Chloe I know you wanted to talk about the bunnies. Here is how I see the matter. It doesn’t involve me. This is between you and Laura. The one thing I will ask of Laura is that assuming you offer something reasonable in exchange for the bunnies, that she accepts that.”

“So, if she just decides to permanently keep them and never use them you are okay with that.”

“I wouldn’t do that.” Laura immediately replied with a bit of anger in her voice. “Chloe, you are my friend, I just don’t want to give them up for nothing.”

Mark noticed Laura’s tone, “Laura, why are you angry with Chloe?”

“I’m not.” Laura was still seething. “Sorry, Chloe. I’m not upset with you. I’m upset with your girlfriend.”

Chloe had a look of realization on her face, “Oh… I guess she told you about Talia then.”

“Yes.” Laura said through gritted teeth. “I’m slightly upset you didn’t try to talk her out of it, but addiction is a bitch, honestly I’m more annoyed with you about giving that bowl to Ellen than not stopping her but even that I’m not too upset about. I’m also upset with what she did to you.” Laura tried to calm down a bit, “Like I said though, I’m not going to trap you like this Chloe. If you want I’ll give them to you, but I get to ask for three candies of my choice later.”

“I’m okay with that as long as you can’t ask for three of the same, I don’t want to be in this position again.”

“Deal.” Laura took out the bunnies and tossed them to Chloe.

Mark then spoke, “Okay not that I don’t like you both but please leave as I’m trying to get some personal time this morning.”

Both nodded and headed out the door. Isabella stood at the door and said, “Mark, I was thinking we could take a walk together if that’s okay?”

Mark stood up and smiled, “Absolutely, anywhere in particular?”

“Not really, just a stroll through town.”

Isabella put her arm in Mark’s as they walked through the portal to town. After a few minutes of walking in peaceful silence Isabella asked, “Mark, do you really think we can all be happy at the end of this?”

“Yes, I do. It isn’t a guarantee but if everyone tries to make this work then yes.”

“I feel sort of lost Mark. I don’t really know what my place is here. For everyone else I can sort of tell you at least what the show is pushing, for me though it seems like I’m just supposed to be Allie Lite.”

“I think that is because you don’t have your own paths. Which I will say is the top priority for me, this round. Have you thought about how you would like the situation with you and Allie to change?”

“Yeah, we actually discussed it extensively. Given everything we can’t change, we decided that we don’t want to be separate contestants, unless that is the only way to get my own paths. Ideally, I would be able to earn my own BP as well, separate from Allie’s BP. She said she would be willing to split the popularity poll results with me if that is allowed. Also If I could get my own date night, I think I would appreciate that.”

“Okay so, one contestant but separate paths, your own date night and split BP. Okay then.” Mark pulled out his phone.

Mark: Cassandra, I would like to discuss Isabella’s situation with you.

~Pop~

“Sure, what can I do for you?” Cassandra said with a smile.

“I know you heard what she wanted, is it possible?”

“Mostly but not exactly like they want. There would be a real cost. Especially the date night part. I don’t mean in BP either.”

“What do you mean?” Isabella asked.

Cassandra sighed, “One moment,” Cassandra’s eyes glowed for a second and then she waved her hand and Allie appeared a little startled to be teleported.

~Pop~

Cassandra then continued, “No reason to have this conversation without Allie present.”

Allie said a little confused, “What conversation. Also I was getting ready for my lunch date with Mark.” Mark looked Allie over and she did look rather nice in a sundress and heels, with just a bit of makeup on.

Cassandra replied “I know Allie, I made sure you weren’t in the middle of something particularly important or embarrassing before teleporting you. As for the conversation we are talking about separating you and Isabella some.”

“Oh, great. So we can do that?”

Cassandra nodded, “Yes, I did tell Isabella that before. Now the thing is you essentially want most of the perks of being separate contestants, without being separate contestants. That will cost you heavily. Specifically, I can make it happen exactly like you want, but you two will share all your transformations, it will be two-ways. You also won’t be allowed to re-roll them without the other’s approval.”

Allie immediately responded, “I’m okay with that.”

Which caused Isabella and Mark to turn to her in shock, both exclaiming “Really?!”

“Yes, look, Cassandra correct me if I’m wrong here, even if we share TFs you will modify conflicting TFs appropriately for us right? Like say I got an e-girl streamer, TF changing my profession, but Isabella also got a profession TF. I guess it might be annoying to have the exact same TFs in some cases but, I’m fine with that. Isabella, we have a lot of overlapping interests. I do have one question Cassandra, if we split BP can we combine it together for a larger purchase, or would we each have our own place in the popularity poll earning it separately?”

“If you are one contestant you are in the popularity poll together, but yes I can allow you to combine the BP together if you both consent. As for conflicts, yes, I can resolve conflicts between your shared TFs.”

Isabella seemed conflicted, “Is there any way for me not to get Allie’s TF’s at all?”

Cassandra responded, “Yes, be your own contestant. That or just getting your own paths, but nothing else. I will say that if you go with sharing I can make it so that I can with your consent reflavor any TF to an appropriate path the other possesses. So if Allie got an e-girl style TF, I could swap it for a different style for you Isabella according to one of your paths but you won’t get a say in the exact change, just which path I plan on putting it in before consenting.”

“I’ll think about it. That does seem better but I don’t want to rush it.” Isabella responded.

“That is a good choice. Well then, I’ll leave you all to get back to what you were doing.” Cassandra waved her hand and she and Allie disappeared.

~Pop~

“What do you think, Mark?”

“I’m probably not the best person to ask about this.”

“Why not?”

“Well, you know I find transformations arousing right?”

“Oh, right. So I guess you would be in favor of it.”

“From a personal perspective, yeah probably. As your friend though, I think you should just get your own paths and accept being attached to Allie otherwise. You know she isn’t going to outright tell you no about BP purchases. As for dates, well think of it like this. Do you really think if we hadn’t been on the show that early on in you joining us, that we wouldn’t all be going on dates together as a throuple?”

“Probably not. The whole point would be to make sure that we all work together.”

“Right, so just think of it like that. Right now you haven’t gotten anything that is particularly a problem.” Isabella glanced pointedly at her tail. “I stand by my statement. Isabella you were going to get an animal-girl TF, we already discussed that. The only way that doesn’t happen is if you re-roll that and keep things exactly as they are now. The rest of your TFs aren’t really an issue, sure I Just Can’t Wait might be a little awkward but that would have been Allie’s and my end goal bringing you into the relationship, for you to be our wife. If not legally at least as far as we see it. The other three are honestly whatever, so you now have cooking skills, get gifts from Cassandra, and can gain experience from helping others improve. At worst they do nothing, otherwise I see them as purely positive.”

“You have a point I guess. I’ll talk it over with Allie some more. I really didn’t expect her to agree to share whatever my TFs would be though.”

“Yeah, me either to be honest. She isn’t wrong though you two do have a lot in common. It is just a difference in intensity about what you like, not if you like something at least as far as I’m aware of.”

“Sure, could we find a place where we could fool around a little?” Isabella said a little hesitantly.

“There’s a park nearby but don’t **** yourself.”

“Mark, I’m worried that it will become a whole thing. It isn’t like I’m asking to have sex with you. I don’t know how this would have gone, but it isn’t like kissing and touching each other are that big of a deal.”

So the two found a park bench, and Isabella hugged Mark and then sat down next to him and pulled him into a kiss, and another, and another. Oh this is rather nice, I’m glad Mark doesn’t have a beard. “Mark, would you mind turning into Mary?”

“Sure, but don’t laugh at what I’m wearing.” Mark shifted into Mary and the fairy outfit that she still hadn’t changed out of yet.

“Woof! That looks great on you.”

“Did… did you just woof at me? Like it didn’t sound like you saying the word but actually woofing.”

“Um… maybe… forget about that and kiss me, my fairy princess.” Isabella said with a slight chuckle in her voice.

“I thought I asked you not to laugh at what I’m wearing.”

Isabella pulled Mary into a quick kiss, “I didn't, I was laughing at my own joke. You should have plenty of experience with that concept. At least that’s what Allie says.” Isabella said with mirth.

Mary pouted and was then pulled into another kiss and Isabella pushed Mary down onto the bench and lay on top of her as she made out with Mary. Isabella hesitantly slid her hands up Mary’s side and started to fondle her breasts through her clothing causing her to let out a squeal of delight. Mary was about to follow suit when she heard a ~Ping~ from her phone. “I should probably check that.” Isabella got off of Mary, and Mary pulled out her phone. “It’s from Ellen telling me your schedule time is pretty much up, and I should head back assuming I want my alone time.”

“Well thanks, that was far more enjoyable than I thought it would be.” They walked back to the cottage Mary kissed Isabella goodbye and went to the tower to meet Laura.

Mary entered The Velvet Tower to find Laura pacing next to her bed. “Laura, want to talk about it?”

“No, what I really want right now is a good dicking but apparently I’m not getting that today.” Mary shifted back into Mark and then shoved Laura down on the bed and climbed on top of her practically ripping her clothes off as he kissed her.

She pulled down his pants and between kisses asked, “What about the others?”

“I’m the only person who gets a say in how and when I have sex, Laura. They might want my dick but they don’t get to choose that.” Mark interlaced his fingers with Laura’s and gave her the dicking she was asking for. Mark could feel as he penis grew inside her particularly in girth. Mark brought her to orgasm once but didn’t stop. He deliberately tried not to orgasm himself to prolong how long he could go with her. Shortly after Laura’s third orgasm he came as well and lay down beside her.

“Fuck that was good, Mark. Thank you, I really need that.”

“I take it you are really pissed at Aubrey?”

“Fucking right. I’m surprised you aren’t more upset as well.”

“Oh, I’m upset too, though I’m more disappointed in Aubrey than upset.”

“Disappointed?!” Laura exclaimed, biting back her seething anger. “There is a strong argument here, that Aubrey sexually assaulted both Chloe and Talia.”

“I know. Laura look, I don’t like it either, but she did receive some sort of consent from them. Yes it was ****, but one could argue that Allie is the only person here whose consent isn’t dubious when doing something with me.”

“Mark, that's bullshit and you know it. I’m thrilled to have sex with you. You weren’t bad looking before and you are absolutely stunning like this and as Mary. As long as Allie was aware of what we were doing and consented to it, I would have agreed to have sex with you anyway before the show. Hell I would have included Allie if she would have been down for that. As for everyone else, you are very much not taking advantage of anyone here. If anything I would actually say the reverse of your argument is true. You are being **** into relationships you didn’t ask for, and might not be ready for.”

“Laura, it isn’t bullshit. Your point about me being **** too is valid though. Regardless, where do we draw the line for consent in this situation? Chloe and Talia both agreed, yes their agreement was likely affected by temporary TFs, but so was mine and yours the other night. I have a question for you Laura, did you ever figure out what your last candy did?”

“No… I didn’t.”

“I think I know. I think it made you suggestible. You complied and agreed to things rather quickly, things I don’t think you would have normally and that wasn’t because of the caramel, since it happened before I shoved that down your throat. Sure the three of you went in knowing that your judgement or my own might be compromised, but that doesn’t change the fact that there is a strong argument that some of what happened that night could be considered **** as well. So the question is where do we draw the line on that, given the realities of the show. I don’t know where that is myself, but Laura I would consider that question very carefully before you actually accuse her of assaulting them, because both you and I have done things with someone else when their judgement was impaired, like each other. Chloe and Talia both did so willingly and don’t seem particularly upset with Aubrey. I am also pretty confident that both would have consented even in their right minds. That is why I’m just disappointed in Aubrey, because I thought she was better than that.”

“I suppose that is a fair point. It feels wrong to just let this go. That is what you’re saying to do right?”

“Fuck no! What Aubrey did was not okay. She definitely took advantage of them, but taking advantage of someone doesn’t mean she sexually assaulted them. I’m just cautioning you about laying out that particular claim lightly. Like I said I am upset, I essentially told her I wasn’t helping her this round about her TF. That is the case. I’m not buying something to fix it this round for several reasons. She just made it easier not to feel bad about having it be lower in priority. I did actually tell her there was one way I would help her this round but seeing how angry you are I doubt that it will happen.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, last round we found at least a partial solution to her problem. It would make it so the desire to have my children would grow slower but she would also have a growing desire to raise my children.”

“Okay… still not seeing the problem, as angry as I am at Aubrey right now, Chloe is my friend, and I want Chloe to be happy, so fixing this does matter to me.”

“Laura, if you had ended up pregnant would you have been okay with Aubrey wanting to help raise our kid?”

“What?” Laura had a confused look on her face, “You’re… You’re serious… Fuck no! Mark, how could you even think about foisting that responsibility on someone else. I thought you saw from the other versions of me that I want any kid that I have to have both parents to raise them.”

“Laura, I have no intention of not being involved in my children’s upbringing, nor was I saying you wouldn’t either. But apparently you either weren’t listening or didn’t understand the implication of what I said. I said Aubrey would have a growing desire to raise MY children. There is no limitation there, of it being my children with Aubrey.”

“Oh… yeah no way in hell am I agreeing to that. Even without what she did, I could already tell you that is never happening. I’m not going to agree to that ever.” Now it was Mark’s turn to look confused. “Mark, I get that you had a good stable household growing up, I didn’t. I literally do not even know the name of my father. My mom won’t even discuss with me the potential candidates, though from the bits I’ve been able to glean from her it is because all the possible options were pretty awful. I’ve come to terms that I’m not going to know who he is, frankly I don’t care – he isn’t my dad. I made a promise to myself though that I would never let one of my own kids grow up without their dad, and I would be raising them too, if I had kids. So, if you are serious about requiring all of our consent for that TF you might as well move on because you won’t be getting mine. Mark, promise me that if a TF changes my view on this you will respect what I am telling you now. It’s one thing if I’m persuaded, but not if I’m changed.”

“Laura, I’m going to tell you the same thing I told Chloe, when she asked for something similar. No. I’m not going to make a promise like that when there are reasons that could be outside of my control that keep me from keeping it.”

“Like what?” Laura said with a frown.

“In your case I’m not sure, but I’ll use Chloe’s as an example. When we were heading to the first challenge she asked, if she got a cock fixation from the Cockolate Bunnies, that I wouldn’t indulge her.”

“Okay, that seems reasonable. Why did you refuse?”

“What if she needed semen in place of food, and yes that could happen.”

“You’re joking right? Fuck… you aren’t. Damn is this show messed up. Okay that is a fair reason not to promise her that, especially with her TF meaning you would do your best to keep it.”

“Right, now I don’t know what could be the case with you but I really don’t want to say that if you get a TF that I’m going to respect what you ask of me right now instead of what you ask of me later.”

“But, the TFs aren’t who we are.”

“Well then Laura, I don’t really know most of you. That’s the problem, people change normally, how am I supposed to determine how much is you versus how much is a TF. Have you considered you could be immortal Laura? I ask that because based upon looking at all the alternate versions of ourselves you would agree to have kids with me, but if you’re immortal and would have to watch our children age and die while you stay the same and out live them, I would understand not wanting that. Should I respect the opinion of pre-goddess Laura, or you on that matter?”

“Wait, you really think I’m immortal?”

“Legitimately no clue.” Mark said with a slight chuckle, “Sam’s a literal dragon now and you are a literal goddess. I don’t know if a minor goddess is immortal or not but it wouldn’t surprise me if it at least includes an extended lifespan. As for Sam, yeah I think she is going to live a very long time. Maybe the problem with our children will be resolved with them being demi-gods or half-dragons, or the like. I honestly have no clue whatsoever, but it is something to actually think about. Now could you answer the question I asked because it is important.”

Laura sighed, “I would want for you to respect my current opinion.”

“Right and that is why I can’t promise you what you asked for.”

~Ping~

Mark checked his phone, and Laura asked, “I guess that is Ellen telling you my time is up?”

“Yep.”

“Mark, I don’t know what you need as far as personal time, but if it is just a nap to unwind could I just lie next to you. We don’t have to cuddle or anything.”

Mark shifted to Mary, “Sure, I actually wouldn’t mind you being the big spoon, but I really do want to just shut my brain off for a bit.” Mary scooched next to Laura and pulled the covers over them and set an alarm on her phone for forty-five minutes later. Laura wrapped her arms around Mary and they both took a nap.