Tina Date 3, Part 7: Sexy Succubus Slutty Summer Sleepover

Daphne

The date trio walks up to the Bunny Hutch house. It reminds Daphne a bit of a coral reef. Not in the materials, of course, more about the arrangement. It looks like bits of sleek, modern architecture poking out of a large grassy hill. Looks like there is a rooftop pool that Daphne is going to want to dive in as soon as possible. But first, they have to get past the door-succubus.

“Hey, bunny-girl Bunny! You made it! Looking cute! Oh, and damn, fish Puppy, you went all out there. Fish Fox, you could have done better.”

Harper blushes and looks down. Tina steps up to defend the sea elf, “Hey, Harper isn’t used to wearing stuff like the uniform and I thought she’d feel more comfortable wearing something with a bit more fabric to it. And if that’s a problem...”

“Whoa, girl! I get it, I get it. Half of us have schlicked ourselves to your season at least once. Just joshing. C’mon in. We got pizza and Jello shots!”

I can still eat. “Did you order any sashimi?”

The succubus looks confused. “No?”

Daphne shrugs. Oh well. I guess I can try this pizza stuff.

The trio enters the house and it looks like something between a party and an orgy. Some of the succubi are chatting, drinking from red Only cups, and seeming to enjoy each others company. Some succubi are actively making out. A few are openly having sex at the party proper. Daphne stares maybe a moment too long at a pair of succubi using strap-ons to tag team a third succubus with giant tits. She misses the first bit of greeting from this milfy succubus in a bunny-girl costume “...and welcome to the Bunny Hutch! We have a guest room prepared for the three of you, so don’t worry, you can go all out! While most of the lovely members of this house want to rock your worlds with supernatural sex powers, they won’t do anything without your consent. Though I would recommend letting some of us feed on you; I heard it feels soooo amazing. Pizza, box wine, and Jello shots are in the kitchen. We got Twister going somewhere, and your season playing in the Media Room. Feel free to get more comfortable. Any questions?”

Tina, ever the social butterflyfish, has already wandered away, looking for excitement with her new Bunny Hutch friends. Harper looks anxious, her gills flaring wildly. Daphne thinks for a bit, then asks, “Can you show us to our room? I think my Beloved is a little overwhelmed at the moment.”

“Oh, uh, sure. Right this way.”

Daphne rubs the small of Harper’s back as they wind their way through hallways full of succubi either partying or sex partying. They arrive at a set of double doors at the end of the hall and not a moment too soon. Harper collapses to her knees as Daphne closes the door, trying to slow her breathing.

“<You okay, Beloved?”> Talking in Aquan may help, Daphne figures.

“<Too loud, too many people. Need a bit to calm down.>”

“<Didn’t you graduate and teach at college? This should be old hat to you.”>

That earned Daphne a dirty look. “<College parties were optional and I never went to them. Too introverted. The lizard part of my brain freaks out with that many people acting unpredictably. So, I’ll try for Tina’s sake, but...”>

“<I got you, Beloved. We’ll take it slow. Don’t worry! I’m sure we’ll find something your speed here. We just got to look for it.>”

Dinah

That was frustrating.

Dinah hit the Kang-oo’s for dinner, wanting to minimize interactions with the others. It is surprisingly good for a gas station. She can think of a solid dozen fast food joints she’d choose to go to Kang-oo’s over. Still, she is frustrated. All of that reading, and nothing really to show for it.

Dinah growls a little as she sees her new roommate. Great. The other new girl.

“Hey Doc. Sorry about last night. Hopefully, your neck isn’t too sore from sleeping on the bathroom door, eh?”

“What are you going on about, psycho?”

It that hurt her, she’s not showing it. “Last night when you were all ‘Breed me, please’, we may have exchanged some words and you decided I’d make a good backup Papa. I slept in the bathtub so you wouldn’t do whatever you need to do to be bred by me. And then magic-ed my way out of the room this morning. Still, sorry. Name’s Mattie. Are you a big spoon or a little spoon?”

“You think I want to cuddle with you?”

“Want may be a strong word, but we are sharing a bed. Incidental cuddles may happen. I just want to know if you’d prefer me big spooning you or vice versa.”

Dinah just decides to ignore her roommate. She grabs her stuffed kitty and starts to cuddle. Start to take the edge off of her emotions. Then her roommate starts to talk again, “Interesting little bit of magic that. I guess you think I’m annoying enough that you need to magic away your feelings? Way to hurt a girl, Doc. Still, you might have a point. None of the other contestants on my previous season seemed to like me either. At best, a couple of them found some of my skills useful. How could I be useful to you?”

“Unless you can make me an escape plan, you could shut the fuck up.”

“Ooooh, touchy. Little late in the season to be having that little conniption, but here’s what I can tell ya. I poked around my old set, probed the edges. If I had the anti-magic tech I had with Reaper Division, I might have been able to bust through the dimensional wards. Intense enough electo-magnetic fields disrupt the magical leyline flow. You can try to build an EMP generator.”

That is something I could figure out how to do. I got a nigh-infinite library. Surely someone has a guidebook on such a thing.

“I’d also tell you NOT to do it. Matt-02416 from my old season tried to follow that advice. When he got caught, he got a temporary transformation where his insides and his outsides were inverted for a week. He was in such immense pain but he couldn’t die. The show wouldn’t let him. Imagine that. We were allowed to watch other seasons of the show for ‘research’ purposes. Every season, somebody tries to escape. Every season, the host diffuses the attempt and often makes the failed escapee suffer. You know this Ariel lady better than I do. You think she’d spare you?”

“Well, then what the fuck should I do, Miss Know-it-all?”

“I don’t know everything, Doc. I’m just an Army grunt with a PhD and a lot of experience dealing with supernatural forces beyond mortal comprehension. Ask me to deliver a baby and I’m liable to break something. Ask me to comfort a grieving parent and I’m liable to break someone. We all have our skills, Doc. I’d tell ya to figure out what’s got that bee in yer bonnet about Sarge and let it fucking go.”

“What, forgive the fact that she doesn’t care about me?”

“You’re wrong about that, Doc. Harper cares about all of us. She’s just bad about showing it. Given her family situation, she thinks herself unworthy of love, so she has to convince herself that you could love her first. She was crushing on me soooo hard through most of my freshman year and she didn’t even look like she was maybe considering to ask me out until after I started showing some gratitude to her when those thugs put me in the hospital. I’d bet that if any of the other girls dealt with her out in the wild, they’d tell you the same thing. So, you can blame her for her mommy issues or you could open up to her and show her you care. I know which one I’m pickin’.”

With that, she’s done with this conversation. “Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur...”

Tina

“Harper! Haaaaarperr! Where’d you go, cutie?”

Tina has tried just about everything this party could offer. Spun a bottle. Stuck some girl’s tail in her mouth when she picked “Dare.” Played a round of Wine Pong and totally lost. Fell face first into succu-butt on a bad Twister command and totally lost. Wrestled a big, muscly succubus in a kiddie pool full of Jello shots and totally lost. Figured out how wasted she was while trying to have a conversation when she was picked for Seven Minutes in Shendilavri (whatever that is); she did get some good advice from her partner (she thinks), but she can’t remember a lick of it. Then she found something that Harper may want to actually do. Unfortunately, in all of that fun, she has totally lost track of her date. So, she’s wandering the spinning halls, shouting for Harper to find her.

Some succubus with some rockin’ tits out, opens a door to hiss, “Hey, this is the Gentle Make-out Room. You want to be loud, head to the Rowdy Make-out Room, got it?” Over the succubus’s shoulders, Tina sees Harper and Daphne making out.

“Heeeeeeeey, Haaarppeer! I’m your date tonight. Stop – hrk – stop paying attention to Daphneeeeee and start paying attention to meeeeeee!”

“Look, lover-girls, deal with your drunk friend out here. Some of us want to quietly make-out in peace.”

An annoyed Daphne and an anxious looking Harper is soon dragged out of the room and the door slams behind them. The hallway continues to spin. It’s making Tina dizzy and woozy.

“Heeeeey, – hrk – you cutie. Where’d you go? You’re supposed to be hanging out with meeeeeeee!”

“Sorry, Tina. Can you cast Lesser Restoration on yourself real quick? Then maybe some Prestidigitation? How many times did you throw up tonight?”

“Uuuuuhhhh, this many!” Tina holds up like five fingers. She thinks she’s thrown up five times. It takes a couple of times (heeeheee, magic words are funny and hard to pronounce), but Tina eventually casts Lesser Restoration. Ewwwwwwww...

“I smell so gross, Harper! Why didn’t you tell me? And why am I sober now?”

Harper sighs, “I did. Just indirectly. And **** is a poison, so Lesser Restoration removed it from you.”

“Oooooooh! I can cure hangovers! Neat! Thanks, cutie. Now c’mon! I found something at the party that we can do together!” Tina starts dragging Harper to the place as Daphne starts trying to magically clean up the remnants of sick and boozy jello off of the bonny bunny. Soon enough, they are in a game room.

The couple of extra gothy succubi sitting at the table look mildly disappointed. “Boo! You somehow sobered up. You’re going to be so much harder to hustle sober!”

“Wow,” Harper exclaims in a mildly sarcastic tone, “It’s also gonna be much harder to hustle us now that you admitted it.”

“To be fair,” the other one points out, “Our usual marks are lonely nerds at the card shop. They’re too busy staring at our tits to require much in the way of convincing.”

“Ha! Card sharks!” Daphne giggles at a joke she probably left a part out of. Harper’s chuckling, though. Harper sits down at the table opposite the gothy succubi.

“So, what are we doing here?”

“A little high stakes DDH Leylines. Tina here says she has an unbeatable deck and that you are the prettiest, smartest, best player she ever went up against. Just want to put you to the test. When we win, we get to feed on your sexual energies. Caster sex juice is sooooo delectable.”

“We’ll see about that. Tina, did you bring all of my stuff, or just the battle box?”

Tina pulls Harper’s Leylines things out of her inventory and starts shuffling up her Mystra pre-con. The succubi start laughing, “That is your unbeatable deck? A 15 year old pre-con deity? Really?”

“Hey, this Mystra pre-con is the perfect deck! Harper is the only person to ever beat me when I used it!”

The succubi don’t even bother hiding their absolute disdain. Harper looks at the deities placed in the succubi deity zones and selects this weird looking zombie guy. “The Lord of Bones will deal with you heretics now.”

Skye

Aelene relaxes as 24 hours finally pass. Skye feels more herself, too. They are both laying in their shared bed, decently nude.

“Are you okay, Aelene? I’m sorry that I didn’t know exactly what my transformation did. I hope you forgive me.”

“I have already accepted your apology, Lady Skye. Though, I prefer the politeness you were displaying before.”

“Oh, uh, I thought the experience brought us close enough together that we could be more familiar with each other?”

Aelene leans in for a kiss. When she withdraws, she states, “Lady Skye, you are my betrothed’s wife, which makes you a consort to a crown princess. When we are sister-wives and in private, I would be happy to treat you with as much familiarity as you desire. But, until then and always in public, we must carry ourselves with as much nobility as circumstances will allow. I thought you understood that?”

“Oh, sorry, Lady Aelene? Is that what you would prefer?”

“Yes, Lady Skye, yes. Now, about the experience we shared, I did not enjoy it, exactly, especially when you died in the dungeon. Lady Harper and you were my everything. My every thought. My every urge. Everything was about pleasing the two of you. I would prefer not to go through it again. I’d rather my attraction be more... natural. And you?”

Lady Aelene is brushing my chin in a way like she wants to kiss again. Skye tries to focus to say, “Um, Lady Aelene, I’d prefer to be attracted to you without the transformation’s influence. I also did not like the way the transformation made me feel like I needed to put you in your place, under my lady love’s and my feet. I still need to test tying myself up. I need to know how exactly I should try to upgrade it. So, please take care of me tomorrow when my lady love can’t?” Skye leans in to kiss the high elf again. A few tender kisses later, Skye orders her rope to prepare her for bed.

Mistress Harper! This pitiful **** needs to serve her! This one is hers, mind, body, and soul!

Harper

“Um,” Tina asks, “Why are you two quitting? I don’t see what’s going on.”

Harper assembled her Enduring Vitality and Enticing Humor combo with a Starlit Oracle drain the table upkeep trigger on the stack. Even if she hits a leyline off the top of her library, she has half a dozen ways to either gain a life or drain an opponent without going to combat. The game is over and the bonny bunny is the only one that doesn’t know it. Myrkul claims another few souls to build the wall around the City of the Dead.

“Your girl got us beat. Stupid aristocrat style deck neutralized our theft spells. Unless you somehow have enchantment removal in your colors, we lost.”

“Um, Counter Summon Spell?”

Harper gives a succubus enhanced kiss to the bonny bunny’s cheek. “Too late for that, Tina.” Harper then explains the combo to Tina, step by step, revealing a Moon-Blessed Cleric off the top of the library to punctuate the point.

“Oh, so I should have countered the snake enchantment thingy when you played it 3 turns ago.”

“Dirty pool, lady, relying on your girlfriend understanding the game just enough to let you get away with a combo win.”

“Gotta hustle the hustlers.”

“Soooo, cuties, what Harper win?”

At Tina’s question, both succubi turn ashen pale. “Uh, can we say we were just kidding? Friendly game, right?”

Daphne, who has been sitting at the side of the table, trying to figure out the game, snickers. “Oh, you two made a bet on inter-dimensional smut TV and you wanna backpedal? Would you be so kind as to let my Beloved walk away if she lost?” One of the two girls pass out. The other one tries to bolt to the door, to be stopped by the Bunny Hutch house mother, the unfortunately named Banality.

“Where do you think you’re going, Charisma?”

“Um, nowhere, Ms. Banality.”

“What were the stakes?”

“We’d get to feed on the losers.”

“Ooooh, sweeties, that’s a pretty big stake. They may not look it, but Tina can cast 4th level spells and Harper can cast 6th level ones. Even a single feeding on one of them is worth a lot. More than what you two got, I’m afraid.”

“Ms. Banality, what is the least I can ask for that would not offend? I don’t want to ruin either of them.”

“How kind-hearted of you, Miss Harper. Since Miss Campbell is an honorary alumna of the Bunny Hutch, doesn’t she deserve an official Bunny Hutch sex toy? Paid for by these two sluts, of course.”

When the trio return to the guest room, Banality has a large selection of toys laid out on their bed. The ones shaped like rabbit dicks and rabbit feet (really?) are instantly rejected. The carrot shaped ones are slowly picked through. Several scare Harper and just about all of them scare Tina. Eventually, they settle on the “Baby Carrot” (the smallest of the dildos) and a strap-on harness. With their prize secured, Banality wishes the trio a good night.

Tina plops down on the bed, lingerie safely pocketed into her inventory. She looks pensive for her. “Hey, cutie, did you have some fun?”

Harper pockets her lingerie into her inventory as well, sits beside the bonny bunny, then replies, “Yeah. Sorry that I needed some quieter activities at the party. What did you get up to while Daphne kept me from panicking?”

Tina starts to summarize her time at the party with a happy lilt in her voice. Good. She had a fun time. I’m happy my introversion didn’t ruin this for her. When Tina finished, she looks pensive again, “I’m sorry if you felt that I abandoned you.”

“I could say the same thing, my beautiful little hoppalong. I’m sorry I struggle so mightily in situations like this. Can you forgive me?”

“Hey,” Daphne interrupts, “I’m going to go try out the roof-side pool for a bit. Be back in about an hour?” As the mermaid gets up, she sends a quick telepathic message, “<Beloved, I’m giving you some space. Your first time with one of us should always be special and I’m not sure if Tina wants me here for it. Rock her world, Beloved. I know you can do it.>” Then she’s gone.

Harper nudges her hoppalong, who still looks a little lost in thought. “Tina, how do you want to cap off the night? It’s getting late.”

“I was planning on buzzing myself to a few dozen orgasms and crawling into bed. Did you want to do something else?”

“I distinctly remember somebody getting to ability to give orgasmically good kisses this afternoon. And that someone also just won a new vibrating dildo, still in the packaging and everything. Perhaps a certain bunny would like to avail herself of those services instead?”

“Wow, cutie, you are such a dork,” Tina giggles, “If you wanted to taste my bunny hole, you just need to ask.”

“I know that, Tina. But I want you to know that you can ask for that kind of stuff from me. I was serious when I said I love you.”

“Oh.”

Oh? That’s it? Oh?

Tina must have seen a look of disappointment on Harper’s face as she adds, “Hey, cutie, it’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just that I’m not sure we can keep it casual if I ask to do more.”

“And you’re not sure if you want something more than a casual fling with me?” Harper hopes Tina doesn’t interpret that as irritation.

“I’m not sure if I’m capable of having more than a casual fling with anyone, cutie. Maybe if Josie requited my feelings I’d feel different, but every romantic relationship I’ve ever been a part of has fallen apart on me and I’m the only thing those things had in common. So...”

“I think you’ve seen every romantic relationship I’ve ever been in, Tina. I’m going to do everything I can to make this work. Tell me what you need.”

“Tell me why you fell for me. That was the first time anyone other than my Mom said they loved me and for the life of me I can’t figure out why. I mean, I’m not smart like Scarlet or Daphne. I’m not useful like Skye. I’m not even ripped like Josie. Outside of my tits, I don’t see what you see in me.”

“What you did for Annabelle was one of the most beautiful, selfless things I’ve seen on this show, and Mattie saved the world in her challenge. You are so spontaneous and you don’t let anything get you down for very long. You make me want to be better, Tina, just so I can keep up with you. Plus, I like your tat.”

While Daphne and Harper were in the Gentle Make-out Room, Tina switched her collarbone tattoo from Josie between Tina’s legs to Harper between Tina’s legs. It appears Tina wasn’t aware that she did it. Tina looks down at her chest and then blushes. “Oh, um, hey, cutie, when were you going to tell me I swapped my magic tattoo’s image?”

“I think I just did. Did you...”

“Okay, let’s have sex just to stop this conversation.” Tina pushes Harper down on the bed and the sea elf complies. Tina tears open the Baby Carrot packaging with her teeth and proceeds to slip both the harness and it onto Harper’s pelvis. With a couple of tugs to get the base positioned right, Harper feels the base of the dildo teasing her sea cave, but not quite slipping in; the harness keeps the dildo in place. Tina hovers over the Baby Carrot, but hesitates.

“I’m not going to **** you to do this if you don’t want to, Tina. We can just make-out or something and that will be okay. We’ll go at your pace.”

Tina winces as she slams herself onto the dildo. Harper winces for her. A little trickle of blood starts to flow down onto Harper’s pelvis. Then Tina starts to bounce. Then Tina really starts to get into it, cheering, “Yeeehaaaww, ride her, Tina!”

Harper can’t help but laugh. Tina’s gyrations are rubbing the base of the Baby Carrot into her little blue button and it’s starting to feel good. She lets out a little moan, which encourages Tina to shift her weight to press her breasts into the sea elf’s. Tina starts to nibble on Harper’s neck. It’s the sea elf’s turn to wince in pain as Tina accidentally rubs Harper’s gills the wrong way. Tina then leans in to Harper’s ear and whispers, “Sorry. Forgot about them. I wanna test something, if you don’t mind.”

“It’s okay. I forget about them sometimes too.”

Tina giggles in Harper’s ear, still thrusting on and off of the dildo. The angle the dildo rubs has changed but Harper is still feeling it. “You don’t forget about them, silly. You’re too smart for that. Now, for that experiment.” The bonny bunny starts nibbling on Harper’s ear, eliciting a loud keening whine.

Tina leans back slightly. “Did I do a good science like a good college graduate?”

Harper simply groans, “More.”

“Yes ma’am.” After giving a cute little salute, Tina rubs one of Harper’s ears and goes back to nibbling on the other. Harper, despite her best efforts, starts to thrust. Tina moans into Harper’s ear in response and thrusts down harder on the dildo. Then bites down pleasantly hard when Harper thrusts back up.

“So close. So close. So close. So close.”

Tina suddenly leans back upright, pulling Harper up with her. She squeezes tight around the sea elf’s waist and, with one final slam, pulls on the tips of Harper’s ears. World going white as she cums, Harper leans and kisses Tina on the lips. They collapse back into bed, riding the waves of pleasure.

Tina: +4 VP (Brought Mistress to Orgasm [Eargasm], x2 bonus [First Time Mistress Participant])

Tina: +10 VP (Brought Mistress to Orgasm [Ride Her, Cowgirl!])

Tina: +8 VP (Mistress Brought Slut to Orgasm [Kiss the Slut, Succu-style], x4 bonus [First Time Both Participants])

“One down,” Tina finally says, “a dozen or so more to go. My turn to plow you, cutie?”