Week 1: Diona's Date, Part 4

Holly led Cecilia to an unfamiliar side entrance. Once inside, she was greeted by a strange assortment, only a couple of whom she recognized, namely Fuyumi and Missy. The others that she could see were a set of twins in skimpy cowprint bikinis and a trio of women with brightly colored hair who were also in swimwear.

“SURPRISE!” The group yelled as they set off party poppers.

“Are you gonna fill me in on what the hell is going on?” Cecilia cast a dubious glance at Holly as the reindeer finished pushing her inside.

“It’s your welcome party, duh!” Holly cheerfully steered the guest of honor to a table full of food. “We just got a new coworker! Of course, we’re gonna celebrate!”

Once she was seated, the redhead was bombarded with questions about herself, how she likes her new job, what she thinks of Aífe, and what she plans to do to seduce her Mistress.

“Seriously, don’t bother.” Cecilia grumbled between bites of cake and ice cream as she grew increasingly irritated by the barrage of questions. “I’m not doing anything like that with Aífe, and I’m only doing this stupid job because that bitch, Sera, is forcing me. As soon as I figure out how to leave, I’m gone.”

“Oh, please. It’s not like you have it that bad.” The cow girl who’d introduced herself as May dismissed Cecilia’s complaints. “Oh, no! I broke the rules and mean old Sera gave me chores! So now I have to do those while I’m not going on dates with a hot, big-tittied redhead!” She mocked in a shrill facsimile of Cecilia’s voice. “C’mon, your job is a breeze! Try supplying enough milk for the entire B&B and then you can complain about your job!”

“Wait… what?!” Cecilia gagged on the bite of ice cream she just took.

“I mean, sure, it’s fun as hell, but it really wears you out.” May unconsciously moved put one of her arms under her bust to support her heavy, and currently very full, breasts.

“Have I seriously been eating your fucking breast milk?!” The redhead screeched.

“I think that batch is April’s, actually, but yeah.” The cow girl jerked her thumb to motion to the table behind her, where her sister was sitting… in Missy’s lap as the bustier reindeer sister alternated between feeding her bites of dessert and kissing her. “And I don’t know what the big deal is, anyway. You’ve been having it all this time with no issues, and besides, it’s more natural than consuming a regular cow’s milk, if you think about it. After all, we used to be human, too, back before the season we were on.”

“Wait—you two were contestants?” Cecilia’s eyes widened as they flicked back and forth between the twins.

“Yeah, but our season was canceled right after the opening ceremony. Some bureaucratic bullshit.” May shrugged. “That’s why you’re gonna have a hard time getting any of us to join you in ragging on Sera. Every one of us was in a rough spot and needed somewhere to go, and she gave us all a nice place to live, free food, and cushy jobs. Sure, she can be a bit intimidating, but she’s a pretty great boss, all things considered.”

“May’s right.” The green-haired mermaid chimed in—Cecilia still couldn’t keep their names straight. “You’re lucky that the number of Hosts that are more lenient than Sera could probably be counted on one hand. A different Host would have been way harsher when punishing you—they might’ve even gone as far as elimination if it was one of the especially vindictive ones.” She patted Cecilia’s shoulder. “Maybe try to change your perspective a bit. I’m sure you’ll find that Sera will be way easier for you to work with once you stop trying to antagonize her.”

Yeah, right. Cecilia groaned inwardly. It’s easy for you to say that when you’re not the one she’s trying to turn into a sex ****.

While Cecilia was brushing aside any suggestions of introspection, the others were splitting up to focus on doing their own things, now that they were finished with lunch. Aria planned to return to the Sakura Suite for a nap while Aoba went to the movie room to watch some anime, both introverts having far exceeded their limit for group interaction for the next few hours at least. Elise, as expected, was heading to the library again, and Natalie had mentioned wanting to work a little bit more on her date plans for tomorrow and asked Mallory for assistance. This left Aífe and Erica alone in the lobby with nothing else to do.

“Man, it’s weird to think that the week is almost over.” Aífe mused as she leaned against the front desk.

“I know what you mean.” Erica sighed in agreement. “It feels like it’s only been like 3 days, but at the same time, so much stuff has happened that it feels like it’s been months.”

“So, did you have any plans for the afternoon, or did you just want to stand here and ponder the passage of time?” Aífe asked, punctuating the question with a yawn as she fought off post-meal drowsiness.

“Well, since we have some time before you need to be anywhere, I was thinking that maybe we could get a workout in.” The bunny stretched, inadvertently showing of her lean figure in the black leotard that she’d grown used to wearing. “After our lunch settles, of course. Don’t want to push ourselves when we’ve just eaten.”

“You sure that’s a good idea?” Aífe looked uncertain about that idea.

“I don’t see why not.” Erica, meanwhile, was as confident as ever.

“Well, for starters, I don’t think Diona will be happy that you’re tiring me out before I can get to whatever she has planned for me.” Aífe shuddered slightly out of anxiousness toward the unknown. “And we also have to consider your new TF.”

“Yeah, I know. That’s why I want to work out.” Erica looked at Aífe like she was silly for asking. “I want to get an idea of how it works and what to expect from it. As for the tiring you out part, don’t worry. I was mostly planning on just having you spot me, though I’m sure a jog wouldn’t hurt you.”

“And what about the part where your TF is going to make you horny as soon as you’re done?” Aífe prodded. “It wouldn’t exactly be very considerate of me to show up for my date with another woman’s lipstick and perfume on my metaphorical collar.”

“Well, if you’re lucky, you’ll have already showered and left by the time it kicks in.” Erica smirked. “And if you’re very lucky, you’ll get a show that’ll get your motor running before the main event tonight… whatever the main event is.”

Rolling her eyes, Aífe acquiesced, and they made their way to the locker room as soon as their lunch finished settling. True to her words, Erica didn’t have Aífe do anything beyond their warm-up exercises and a light, 30-minute jog. Erica, meanwhile, seemed to really be pushing herself—setting the treadmill she was on to twice the speed that Aífe was jogging at, and following it up with weight lifting excercises for both her upper and lower body. Aífe was actually starting to get a bit worried, since she didn’t expect that Erica would do anything this strenuous. She was scared that the bunny was going to end up injuring herself. Luckily, while Erica was definitely pushing herself, she also knew her limits, and though she knew she was going to regret going all out the next day, she avoided doing anything that pushed her muscles too far.

As they wrapped up their workout, Aífe could certainly see the results of the first half of Erica’s new transformation. Despite putting a good amount of effort into her exercise, the only sign of it showing on the bunny’s skin was a light shimmer—someone who saw her would be more likely to describe her as “glowing”, rather than “sweating.”

“Well, you look fantastic, but how are you feeling?” The redhead, despite working less than half as much and less than half as hard as her partner, already had a few beads of sweat rolling down her cheeks and collarbone.

“Pretty great, all things considered.” Erica beamed, satisfied with her workout. “I probably pushed myself a bit too much; I can already feel the aches in my arms and legs, but my body temp feels like all I did was go for a brisk walk.” Now back in the locker room, they changed out of their workout gear and began making their way to the showers in the other room, grabbing some of the towels and soap provided.

“I wonder when the second half of your TF is gonna kick in.” Aífe mused. She thought for a moment about heading to a different stall for her shower, but decided there was little point, given that they’d already showered together before.

“Not sure, but I expected it would have some kind of delay to it.” Erica said as she got the water running until it was up to temperature. “It needs time for you to switch between exercises, otherwise you’d get hit mid-workout. Plus, it would be dangerous for it to hit while you were putting weights back, or something.” She stepped under the water and began lathering herself with the soap, Aífe joining her shortly after.

“I get that you regret how hard you pushed yourself because you’re getting achy,” Aífe started to voice her concern, “but shouldn’t you be a bit more worried about how hard your TF is gonna hit you? I’m pretty sure I remember it saying the horniness is proportional to your exertion, so you’re pretty much a ticking time-bomb right now—you could turn into Diona any minute.”

“You’re making too much of a big deal out of it.” Erica shrugged. “If it triggers while you’re still with me, I’ll just take care of it myself. Whether you step out to give me some privacy or enjoy the free show is up to you.” She turned to face her girlfriend. “Are you really going to complain about it? ‘Oh no, my super sexy girlfriend got so horny while we were showering together that she couldn’t help but start masturbating in front of me!’” She teased Aífe in a shrill voice. “Seriously, you worry too mu—”

Her words were cut short as her eyes went in and out of focus—the room suddenly starting to spin. She tried to rest against the wall to stabilize herself, but she slipped on the soapy floor, sliding down until she landed on her rear with her legs splayed out in front of her. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as her skin was practically lit on fire. She felt an all-consuming need building inside of her, but when she tried to move her hands to satisfy it, they wouldn’t listen. Whether from the strain of her workout or the sudden onslaught on her nervous system, her limbs were even heavier than the weights she had been lifting.

“Are you okay?!” Aífe immediately rushed to her aid, kneeling on the floor in front of her. “What happened? You just collapsed all of a sudden.”

“Aífe, I—” Erica’s words died in her throat as the raging fires inside of her threatened to burn away the last of her rationality. “I can’t, I—” She looked at the redhead with pleading eyes, her cheeks flushed from both the heat of the shower and her desire. “Aífe, please.”

Some part of Aífe was still aware of the fact that she was supposed to be focusing on someone else today. That part of her might have even felt bad for Diona for what she was about to do, but the shortstack was nowhere to be found. Thinking about it, Aífe would never have even been put in this situation if Diona had spent the day with her instead of hiding somewhere for whatever she was plotting, or at least, that was the justification that Aífe was coming up with. But realistically speaking, she found that she didn’t need to justify herself. The only justification she needed was sitting, quivering in front of her—pleading eyes, flushed cheeks, heaving bosom, and a perfect, delicate slit that was hot and glistening with need.

Wordlessly, Aífe finished lowering herself to the floor, lying on her stomach and supporting her upper body with her arms. She placed a hand on each of the bunny’s thighs—the skin so hot that she could’ve sworn it might burn her. She began leaving a trail of kisses up the inside of Erica’s thigh. Though she desperately wanted to jump straight to the main course, she thought of what she’d want Erica to do to her if the positions were reversed, and she knew that drawing it out would make the pleasure even sweeter. Her own lips eventually reached the set that was waiting for her, but she still made them wait—planting more kisses around them, occasionally brushing against the very edge. Once she felt she’d teased Erica enough, she finally began her meal, kissing her directly and running her tongue along her slit. This was the first time Aífe had tasted another woman. It was sharp, salty, and ever so slightly bitter from the traces of soap that had found their way there. She found herself **** to try more.

The moans Erica was letting out were a good sign that Aífe’s technique, while perhaps a bit clumsy, was at least effective. She continued her feast as the juices started flowing even more freely, and she moved her arms to wrap around Erica’s thighs from below to hold her more steadily. As Erica began to tremble more and more, Aífe moved her face up slightly, sucking softly as she lightly rubbed her tongue back and forth across Erica’s swollen clit. This was enough to push Erica over the edge, and the bunny squeezed her thighs around Aífe’s head as her climax coated the redhead’s bottom lip and chin.

As soon as Erica’s thighs loosened, Aífe pulled up, gasping lightly for air. While she would’ve loved to savor the sensation as long as possible, she had worried she might run out of breath while she was held in place. Taking a moment to compose herself, she leaned back down and began planting kisses again, this time starting just above the mound she’d buried her face in and trailing upwards along Erica’s toned stomach. I’m not stopping until she tells me to. She thought to herself as she reached her lover’s breasts. Moving her head to one side, she shifted her weight back onto her legs to free up a hand to play with the other breast as she took this one into her mouth. She rolled her tongue around the hardened nub as she lightly ran her finger over the other one before very gently placing the one in her mouth between her teeth and pulling back ever so lightly.

“Hah… Aífe…” Erica finally managed a word between her moans, and the redhead looked up to meet her gaze. As Erica licked her lips, they beckoned to Aífe and she removed herself from Erica’s chest to rise up and meet them with her own. Their tongues danced around each other, but this was a deep, sensual dance as opposed to the frantic one lead by Diona’s tongue that morning. Aífe’s hands moved to grab Erica’s waist, and the bunny’s arms finally regained enough of their strength to wrap themselves around Aífe’s shoulders. They wordlessly continued their passionate kiss until Erica gathered enough of a second wind to lean forward, using all of her strength to push Aífe back until the redhead complied and let herself down onto her back. With Erica now on top, they broke the kiss, staring into each other’s eyes until Erica changed position. She rotated until she was facing the opposite direction, her head now directly above Aífe’s crotch.

Not needing to be told what was about to happen, Aífe once again wrapped her arms around Erica’s legs. Once Erica had leaned down enough that Aífe could feel her breath, Aífe craned her head and shoulders up to resume the onslaught of kisses. As she did, an idea popped into her head. She opened her mouth, lightly sinking her teeth into Erica’s thigh and sucking—leaving a memento that only the two of them would know about. Shivering from the sensation, Erica finally began her own meal, Aífe joining her shortly after. Whether seconds, minutes, or hours, neither could tell how long they made love—the wet sounds of their tongues exploring each others folds echoed, punctuated by their moans. As they reached the end of that blissful eternity, Aífe couldn’t hold on any longer—the muffled scream from her climax sent vibrations into Erica, pushing her over the edge as well.

Several moments passed as Erica laid on top of Aífe, panting as they recovered. Once Erica regained the strength to push herself up, she changed position again—the last smoldering flames of her transformation-induced heat pushing her to continue. She slid down, turning to face Aífe, and grabbed the redhead’s leg, lifting it up to rest the ankle on her shoulder. She slid her crotch closer to Aífe’s until they could feel the heat radiating off of each other. Looking into her lover’s blue eyes, she waited until Aífe silently gave a nod. Permission now given, Erica pushed her swollen lips into Aífe’s and began gyrating her hips to rub the slits against each other. Both already extremely sensitive from their previous orgasms, Erica’s efforts were soon rewarded as they both came one final time. Once again exhausted, Erica leaned forward as she let Aífe’s leg slide down her shoulder, until she was resting on top of Aífe with her head using Aífe’s bountiful bosom as a pillow.

The Mistress ate Erica out! +3 VP

First time bonus! +3 VP

Took The Mistress’s Virginity (Oral)! +5 VP

The Mistress sucked Erica’s nipples! +2 VP

First time bonus! +2 VP

The Mistress played with Erica’s breasts! +2 VP

First time bonus! +2 VP

69! +7 VP

First time bonus! +7 VP

Scissoring! +7 VP

First time bonus! +7 VP

Erica had sex with The Mistress! +10 VP

First time bonus! +10 VP

Modifier (Shower Sex) +1 VP

Erica took The Mistress’s Virginity! +10 VP

Erica came! +1 VP

The Mistress came! +1 VP

Current score: 99 VP