Tina Date 3, Part 1: New Student Orientation

Harper

It’s been half an hour since everyone left the morning meeting, more questions than answers. Harper and Daphne are sitting in the Green Room, waiting for Tina to arrive. The bonny bunny certainly knows how to make a scene. Warbling the Portia Hatter theme from the movies at an almost impossible level of off-key, Tina bursts into the room, wearing the trademark European style academic robe, white blouse, khaki tartan skirt, knee high socks, and shiny patent leather shoes that a House Hippogryph character from the book series would be wearing.

Tina busts out an intentionally bad British accent to say, “C’mon, luvs. We got adventurin’ ta do!”

Daphne stares at the bonny bunny, utterly befuddled. Harper is trying her best not to laugh. She is not succeeding very well. The mermaid whispers in Aquan, “<Did fear break Tina’s brain?>”

“<Nope. Just a Portia Hatter fan. It there is one thing you can say about Tina, it’s that she is emotionally resilient. If something knocks her on the butt, she gets right back up.>”

“Hey, you two cuties better be saying nice things about my costume. It’s so darling, isn’t it?”

Tina looks super adorable in it. Harper says so and Tina beams in joy.

“So, what are we doing Tina, with the understanding that I missed the Portia Hatter craze by a solid decade.”

“Let me answer that, Mistress,” Prudence offers, appearing out of nowhere. “The three of you are going to go film a recruitment video for a magical college. Idealized ‘day in the life’ type of thing. I’m sure you all will do fine. Here are your quests. Again, sharing means they become null and void.”

Harper reads her slip of paper: Harper’s College Tour Date Quest: Defeat your schoolyard rival in a (sort of) friendly spar. Prize: A new transformation.

Before Harper gets a chance to ask more questions, the former devil declares, “Ready or not, there you go!”

Daphne

Daphne stumbles for a bit. Ugh. Teleportation sickness. I always get it when someone else teleports me. Daphne feels a strong arm help her up and hold her steady. She smiles at her Beloved.

“Boo! No magical ferry ride?”

Daphne whispers in Aquan, “<Hey, Beloved, is Tina going to be weird all day?>”

“<Just assume she’s making references. She’s excited. Imagine getting to live out that Cruise season you liked so much.>”

“<Ohhh, Tina’s fangirling. Gotcha. I am able to live out the best parts of the Cruise season anyways, with my Beloved giving me big hugs.>”

Tina starts to turn over and nag about the side conversation in Aquan, only to be interrupted by the college rep walking in. Ebon black hair styled in pig-tails flowing down to the small of her back. Bright red skin, looking supple and flawless. Cute little pointed teeth (though not as cute as mine), cute little bat wings, and a cute little spade-tipped tail. She’s wearing the porn equivalent to an office worker’s outfit, with a white blouse (with only the bottom button buttoned and no bra), a mini-skirt short enough to display the fact that she’s not wearing panties, thigh-high stocking, and painfully tall high heels. She winks as she starts her spiel.

“Welcome, Harem Hotel participants, to Sexy Lola’s Academy for Gifted Girls. I’m Felicity and I’ll be helping you along your recruitment video filming tour. Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of fun today. You are going to get little samples of all of the great things we offer our students and we are going to film your natural reactions. So, let’s get you in your house uniforms and...”

“Sorting smock! Sorting smock! Sorting smock! Sorting smock!” Tina chants.

“You must be Tina. Hi. We already know what houses we are putting you in, so there is no need...”

“Sorting smock! Sorting smock! Sorting smock! Sorting smock!” Tina chants, more insistently.

“Look, magical colleges don’t exactly operate like how the Portia Hatter books portray them. We figure out what House to assign entering students during the application process, based on their essay answers. We don’t...”

Tina busts out the big puppy eyes, “Please?”

“Fine,” Felicity rolls her eyes, “It’ll be good for the video. We don’t have a sorting smock, but we do have a magical device for house placement from before the advent of college applications. Who wants to go first?”

“Oooh, ooh, me!” Tina happily volunteers. She gets more excited when she sees what the device is: a dildo pistoning machine. With a shift of her panties, Tina gets on all fours in anticipation. As the dildo starts to pound Tina’s bunny hutch, Felicity starts to read aloud, “Ok, so this confirms that you lot really need our uniform enchantment during your visit. High level sorceress, focusing on illusion and conjuration. Dabbling in... eww... divine witch magic. And, as obviously expected, you are a...”

Tina starts honking(?) as she shudders into an orgasm.

Tina: +2 VP (Masturbated for Mistress [Blessed Toy])

“...member of the Bunny Hutch.”

“Ok, that was fun. Nora, Himana, who’s going next?”

Daphne looks at Harper. Her Beloved just shrugs. Daphne pulls up her oversized T-shirt and gets in position. The dildo start slamming into Daph’s undersea cave and Felicity starts reading, “Very high level wizard. Transmuter, with a heavy emphasis on evocation magic. Tries to be a long-range DPS caster. Again, as expected, you are a...”

Daphne starts barking(?) as she shudders into an orgasm.

Daphne: +2 VP (Masturbated for Mistress [Blessed Toy])

“...member of the Puppy Kennel.”

“Puppy? I’m a mermaid, not a dog-girl.”

“House membership is about temperament, not about species. Tina over there is in the Bunny Hutch because she is bubbly and super horny, like a good bunny. You are in the Puppy Kennel because you are loyal and loving, like a good puppy.”

Oh. That makes sense. Tina looks sad about it, though.

“You mean, you’re tearing us apart like in the first college sequel book? I don’t want to get stuck with dumb Sunny. Portia, Nora, and Himana should have ended up in a thruple!”

“Tina, they aren’t going to tear us apart. You’re my cute little hoppalong and us being placed in different houses for one day of guided touring isn’t going to change that,” Harper states as she gets in position. She goes cross-eyed as the dildo starts pistoning into her. She looks a little uncomfortable.

Felicity starts to note, “Another high level wizard. One of those elven sword-dancing sluts. The device is having difficulty placing you in a house. You, dearie, are not feminine enough. I mean, it makes sense, since you are a former male. Still, it’s going to keep pounding you until it figures it out. You okay?”

Harper is able to grunt out, “Hurts. Little big for me.”

Tina squats down to look into Harper’s eyes (more or less). The bonny bunny offers some light kisses on Harper’s face. “You’re doing great, cutie. Ride that dildo for me. Maybe you’ll be a Bunny like me!”

“Oh, no. The device instantly rejected putting her in the Bunny Hutch. Too serious. It’s trying to decide whether Harper here is too rational to be a kitty or too neurotic to be a fox.”

“Boo! No kitty house!”

Harper grunts in low-grade pain. Tina resumes distracting the sea elf with little kisses. Felicity finally comes to a conclusion as Harper’s grunts turn to yips(?), a sore orgasm washing over her. “Welcome to to Fox Den, Harper.”

Skye

Ms. Mattie is really trying to turn down her aggression and Skye appreciates it. Then again, they are working on the astral elf’s other, equally perverse, obsession. Skye works on casting parts using the Star Metal extracted from the ore as Mattie carves other parts of the gun out of mithrilwood.

“Hey, when we’re done assembling my new magic gun, wanna go out and join me on the range?”

“If you want company, I will not mind accompanying you, so long as you keep it civil. If you want me to participate in your blasphemy, I will politely decline.”

Ms. Mattie gives her a disgusted look, “Blasphemy?”

Skye starts her lesson on The Lady’s ban against ranged weapons. Ms. Mattie softens a little by the time Skye finishes. “So,” she concludes, “‘Cause your naked goddess doesn’t like missing, she makes you get up close and personal with your foes? Are you going to be okay if I keep shooting? I don’t miss.”

“That’s what The Lady would have said, and then...”

“I heard you, Mrs. Skye, I heard you. What if I get a permission note?”

Skye giggles at the idea. The Lady of the Dance writing a permission note for such blasphemous acts? I can’t think of anything so absurd. “Sure, Ms. Mattie. If The Lady hands me a note allowing you to keep shooting, I will drop my objections.”

“How considerate of you, Mrs. Skye.” Then Mattie says something in... squish? She cackles, then returns to her carving. Skye eyes the astral elf warily, then returns to work herself. The sooner I finish helping her, the sooner I can be done with this gun business.

Tina

Eeeeeeeeh!!!!! It’s like being at Borcyst!

Tina is an excited bunny as she is trying to drag the tour guide to wherever the next filming location is to be. It might have been helpful if Tina knew exactly where they are going, but something as minor as that is not going to stop Tina from her Portia Hatter dream.

Harper is following behind, trying to get comfortable in the school uniform. She asks, “So, Felicity, I hope this isn’t offensive, but I’m wondering...”

“Oh, Sexy Lola’s Academy for Gifted Girls is the biggest magical academy on our Earth for good-aligned succubi. All of our staff and about three-quarters of our student body are succubi. Our goal with the recruitment video is to get other species interested in enrolling here. And don’t worry, I’ve heard getting fed on is incredible.”

“C’mon, cutie, we’re at magic school! Stop being a stick in the mud!”

Harper tries to tug down her mini-skirt. “Sorry, Tina. I’m just weirdly feeling exposed and all the hungry eyes are NOT helping. It’s funny how used I got to being naked, yet I’m still super embarrassed by wearing something this slutty.”

The uniform is pretty slutty, to be fair. The crop top sleeveless blouse barely contains the wearer’s breasts and has to be tied together to keep it from fluttering open. The mini-skirt is more of a belt than anything else, reaching down to barely below the pussy lips; underwear is banned here. Harper is definitely blushing from flashing people as she walks. The matching thigh-high socks gives the three of them delightful little squishes in their legs. Daphne is struggling to keep up in the high heels she had to borrow; luckily, Tina’s stilettos from her sorceress costume and Harper’s knight boots (in parade mode) have tall enough heels to be considered in the school dress code.

Of course, each house adds little extras to the base uniform. Tina’s tartan skirt is in a pink and white color scheme (a super cute bunny patch sew into a spot on the skirt just above the left leg) and her hair is tied up in a big pink bow. Daphne got an unfortunate brown and black color scheme (with a doggy patch), but seems happy with the dog collar accessory she has to wear; she even got Harper to hold onto her leash. Harper looks a little weird in red and white (though it would have worked much better on her before she turned blue); the fox ear headband also looks weird, clashing with the elf’s sea foam green hair.

Tina wasn’t paying that much attention to the description of the enchantment as they got dressed, but, apparently, the uniforms give them passive SP generation and overrides the “gotta be naked” stipulation to using magic. Harper’s also overrides her clothing restriction.

“Can you please hurry along? We got some classroom shoots to film in 5 minutes.”

Harper leans down to give Daphne a piggyback ride. The mermaid happily accepts, wrapping her arms around the sea elf’s neck. Daphne giggles and squees in glee as Harper trots to catch up. Tina gives both of them a love swat as they enter a fancy ivy covered building to spur them along. I get to sit in a magic class! Eeeeeh!

Dinah

Dinah is standing before the help desk at the library. She rung the bell and is now tapping her toes in frustration. Okay, stop wallowing in sorrow. New tactic. Obviously, Harper can’t be trusted and is not going to take responsibility for not loving me, so I need to escape. This prison seems pretty ironclad, but there must be a way out. Surely, with all those stipulations for the wish, someone must have gotten out of a harem at some point. Now, where is that blasted fish? This library is way too big for me to just mindlessly wander.

She rings the bell again. Then again. And again. Finally, the one-eyed, giant breasted librarian bursts up from behind the desk.

“WHAAT!”

“Finally, I’ve been waiting for assistance for 10 minutes.”

The mermaid mumbles in whalesong, then bares her sharky teeth in something between a **** customer service smile and a barely veiled threat. “What can I do for you, slut?”

“I’d like as much information as possible about Harem Hotel contestants removing themselves from the show. I’m looking for a way out.”

“Are you buying, or just reading?”

“Just reading.”

“Fine, I’ll collate what we have. Have a seat. Got a warning, though. You are not going to like the answer.” Then, without another word, the mermaid dives down into the staff tubes.

Dinah: -10 BP (Reading Fee, Collation Fee [overcharged due to slut being a bitch])

Dinah sits at one of the empty tables and waits. Knowledge is power. Hopefully, the knowledge I need is here.