Dawn of the Third Day

Laura woke up early the next day. Damnit, I need some release. She looked to her right and saw Mark inches from her face, resting peacefully with one of her arms around him. On her left, Sam rested her head on Laura’s breast. Laura extricated herself from the two of them, much to both of their annoyance. What am I going to do about these two today? It isn’t like I can just stay here and chaperone them. I know Sam said that compulsion was strong, but she is also very stubborn. GOD DAMNIT, we would need a miracle to get Cassandra to remove this… Laura blinked a few times in sudden realization. WE. NEED. A. MIRACLE! Laura was jubilant.

Laura checked to see if the door was open. It was, and she walked out, making her way towards her high priestess. Laura tugged on the connection to Talia. “Talia? Talia? This is Laura. Can you hear me?”

“UUUGGGHHHH? What? Laura? Wait… IS THIS A DIVINE MESSAGE?”

“Um… sort of, I guess? I am calling because I need you to come worship at my altar right now.”

“Yes, GODDESS, I’m getting dressed now.”

“Also, how are you talking?”

“Well, I’m not talking. I’m thinking, but also I ate you out the morning the LARP started, so forty-eight hours aren’t quite up yet.”

Laura found herself outside of Talia’s room. Talia stood in the door waiting for Laura and said, “This humble servant greets her glorious goddess.” Laura did not appreciate the slight joking tone Talia had.

“You know I don’t like you calling me that.”

“Your blush says differently, I’m simply following the teachings of the Resplendent Laura. You wouldn’t begrudge me my faith now, would you?”

“No, I actually very much need your faith right now.” Laura grabbed Talia’s hand and went to find a spare room.

It took a few moments to find one for Laura’s purposes, but it looked like a parlour of some sort for receiving guests. “Time for your daily worship, Talia. Also, try to make it as good as possible, any trick to make it better.”

“Laura… I will if you want me to, but I’m actually a little concerned about using every trick to make it better. I might fry your brain.”

“I’ll be fine.”

“Okay…”

As Laura dismissed her clothing, ‘You Sexy Thing’ by Hot Chocolate started playing. Talia started to tease Laura, gently licking her slit. Then Talia grabbed her staff and produced two time bubbles, dumping a considerable amount of mana into both. Talia made it so that every second Laura’s upper half and brain experienced was thirty seconds in the real world, and every second in the real world was thirty seconds for her and Laura’s lower half. Talia began to worship Laura in earnest. She missed the moans of pleasure from her Goddess but didn’t mind. Her scream of ecstasy will be more than enough for me when this is over. Talia went and threw a few castings of Induce Arousal at Laura, too. Got to say, having access to some of her spells is awesome.

Laura was confused for one second as it seemed like Talia was moving extraordinarily fast, but she wasn’t feeling anything. That was until the pleasure started to make it through the time dilation. WHAT THE FUCK!!!!! Talia had set up both bubbles to last one minute from an outside perspective. With the way that the time bubbles worked, Laura experienced fifteen minutes of pleasure in one second, back to back. Giving her a massive pair of orgasms, which caused her eyes to roll back as she arched her back and squeezed her legs tightly around Talia. A moment later, Laura passed out.

Talia watched her girlfriend and goddess as she recovered. Talia repositioned Laura so she was lying on a sofa and using Talia’s lap as a pillow. Talia brushed the hair out of Laura’s face. It took Laura a few minutes to recover. When Laura’s eyes fluttered open, she said, “Wha… What was that? I thought using delayed orgasm was good, but fuck. I don’t even know what you did. What did you do?”

“I messed with the flow of time. I made it so you would perceive two seconds while I had thirty minutes to pleasure you.”

“I thought you couldn’t dilate time to that degree.”

“Normally, I can't really. I had to make two bubbles to achieve that effect; it is only that much of a difference relatively. Plus, my Anime Physics helped. So want to pass out that blessing? I assume that is why you got me up so early.”

Laura smiled up at Talia, “You are such a smart cookie.”

Talia chuckled, “The song was sort of a give-away.”

“Talia, your goddess is pleased by your devout offering of mind-shattering orgasms and being a luxurious lap pillow. I acknowledge your devotion and bestow upon you a divine blessing.” Laura paused for a moment. How to word this. “I am granting you the power to speed up the recovery of your allies.”

“I humbly accept your boundless grace, Laura, goddess of desire, and flame of my heart. I am filled with gratitude for your sacred gift. May it inspire others to care for you as I do.”

Laura asked, “Flame of your heart?”

Talia nodded, “Yeah, there were a few options poking around my head, and that seemed the most appropriate at the time. So, how’s this power work?”

“I don’t know, open up your status sheet.”

Talia opened her status sheet, “Umm… what the fuck?”

“What’s wrong?”

“I’ll tell you what’s wrong,” Cassandra said, glaring at Laura.

Laura sat up, seeing the host, “Don’t you normally make a popping sound when you show up?”

“Not when I want to spook people. You messing with my challenge again is what's wrong. Is this going to become a repeat occurrence?”

“If you mean, am I going to give my girlfriend blessings every round to help her in the challenges? Then yes.”

Cassandra sighed, “Fine, I want you to know I’m considering this, breaking the game, and balancing, not preventing it.” Cassandra looked like she was tweaking something invisible in midair. “There, I have granted Talia an ability that fulfills your purpose and refunded the extra mana you expended. Sorry, but there is absolutely no way I can allow Talia to have infinite mana for a day. I want you to know I’m also capping you from giving out more than one more blessing this round. At least any blessing that I deem affects the LARP. Go ahead, might as well get this bullshit over with.”

~POP~

“That pop seemed louder than normal… I think Cassandra might be pissed at you, Laura.”

“Don’t care, let’s go.” Laura grabbed Talia’s hand and went back to Mark’s bedroom.

Sadie woke up for the fifth time since she went to bed. She was having trouble sleeping. Why didn’t Sam come back to the room? I should have checked on her. “RAGH!” Sadie screamed in frustration. I shouldn’t have let Ethel go. I should have let Laura incapacitate her. How could I be so stupid? Sadie slammed her head into the pillow repeatedly.

Sadie was surprised when Squeak bounded onto her bed and said in his Boston accent. “Eh, Princess, trouble sleeping?”

“Yeah, morning, Squeak. Are you worried about her, too?”

“Me? About Ethel? Nah!” Squeak waved his little arms in dismissal. “She’s a smart gal. She’ll pull through. If Smug’s champions took her, I think they will come to regret it eventually.”

“I’m glad one of us feels that way.”

“Look, toots. Plumage Plunderer told me all about what happened. Not your fault. The right calls aren’t always the popular ones. Sometimes you also have to do something even if you know it’s stupid. Because the cost is too high not to try to do it.”

“But she didn’t even succeed.”

“Not the consequences, the cost.” Squeak moved and poked at Sadie’s chest right over her heart. “The cost in here. I think if Ethel had refused to go back and try to help, it would have hurt something inside her. She’s always been a kind person.”

“How long have you known her?”

“A long time. Longer than she knows about.”

“You’re older than her?”

Squeak shook his head. “Naw, but age isn’t everything. I think you and your companions know that.”

“Wait… are you…”

“I’m aware of the show, yeah. I’m Ethel’s companion, so is Plumage Plunderer. Thanks for trying to be her friend.”

“I wasn’t trying. I like Ethel; it’s a budding friendship, but she is a friend. Do you know what will happen to her?”

“At the end of the round?” Squeak shrugged. “Depends, either back to stasis for us until we are needed again, or ends up in Mark’s Harem, maybe his staff, but I doubt that. Don’t tell him this. Seriously, Sadie, don’t.”

“Why not? Ethel seems to like him.”

“Of course she likes him, it’s her role to like him. Granted, she actually does seem to like him more than a bunch of the other Masters she’s had to fawn over in the past. As a note, she isn’t required to like any of the contestants. Her caring about you is because of your actions towards her.”

“How can I help?”

“Don’t know. Not sure you can. I just wanted you to know she really does consider you a friend, in case…”

“In case what?”

“In case you don’t see her again.”

“I intend to rescue her.”

“That’s your choice. Good luck.” Squeak darted off the bed, up the wall, and out the window.

Sadie sat there in the wee hours of the morning and lay back down in bed. I will rescue her! Not just from the other team, but I’ll save her from being used as a prop, too.

Laura and Talia walked into Mark’s room, finding him and Sam cuddling. At least they aren’t doing more. Laura walked over and booped Sam’s nose. “Rise and shine, you two.”

Sam’s eyes fluttered open. “Laura? What’s the matter?” Sam glanced to the side and saw Talia, and that it was dark outside the window. “Why is Talia here and this early? I’m going back to bed.” Sam shut her eyes and wiggled her back into Mark.

“Both of you get up right this instant, or I will flip the bed. Sam, I thought you weren’t going to do anything with Mark?” Laura said harshly.

Mark opened his eyes. “Laura? Talia?” Mark sat up, much to Sam’s displeasure. “What time is it?”

“6:32 am,” Talia said helpfully.

“Laura, why in your own name are you getting me up this early?”

Laura blinked a few times, “Did… did you just substitute me for God?”

“Um… I guess I did, yeah.” Mark rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

“Let’s deal with that later. Both of you are getting up right now. That way, Talia can fix your incapacitation, and then I’m throwing Sam and Talia out of the room and getting me a piece of you, Mark.”

“Whoa, slow down.” Mark said, “What do you mean, fix my incapacitation? Also, I know you are rather eager for sex, but aren’t you going a little overboard?”

Talia answered. “Laura granted me a blessing. Long story short, we found a way to bypass the incapacitation effect.”

Sam sat up, “Okay, fine, so do it. I guess it isn’t that early.”

Talia bobbed her head side to side. “We’ll want to do a little bit of prep first. See, the ability doesn’t technically bypass the incapacitation.”

“Stop dancing around the issue, Talia. I’m tired.” Sam complained.

“Well, I’m going to put you and Mark in a time bubble together.”

“What?” Sam rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

“Specifically, a time bubble that will cause you two to experience a day while about twenty-four minutes pass here. So you will have been exhausted for an entire day and have rested in ‘camp’. But you will be in the bubble for a whole day together.”

“Wait…” Laura said. “That… could be a problem. I should—”

“Sorry, no can do, Laura. More people cause it to cost more. It won’t work with more than two. The only good news I have for the two of you is that the way Cassandra made it work is that the bubble will encompass your room, Mark. So you won’t be physically restricted too much. Though, unless I’m mistaken, there isn’t a way to order food here.” As if on queue, ASTRID wheeled a massive cart of food into the room. Then left without saying a word. “I guess that takes care of that. Do you two want anything before I do this?”

“I’m good,” Sam said, lying back down in bed.

“Thanks, both of you. That is some smart thinking.” Mark gave them a sleepy smile. “I think we should be good.”

Talia grabbed Laura’s hand and **** her to follow her out of the room. Talia shut the door. Laura said, “I suddenly have a bad feeling about this. Talia, you heard Allie yesterday.”

“Laura, you’re my goddess, and I care about you deeply. You need to stop trying to control everyone. I appreciate that you are worried about Mark and Sam, but they are adults.” Talia turned around and pointed her staff at the door. “Abra, Kadabra, Alkazam, give Mark a day to spend with Sam.” Mana flooded from Talia at the door of Mark’s bedroom. “There the spell is cast. Though seriously, Laura, you aren’t the arbiter of what people can and can’t do with one another.”

“And if Sam gets traumatized because she ate a magic donut?”

“Laura, you want to know what upsets me right now?”

“What?”

Talia pointed to herself. “I had one of those donuts, too. You didn’t hesitate to come to me and have me go to town on you. Moreover, you haven’t been monitoring me. Do you realize how fucking horny I am right now? How much I want to let Mark go ahead and have sex with me? But you haven’t been obsessively trying to stop me.” Laura was about to respond, but Talia just kept on plowing through. “Then there’s the fact that you aren’t protecting Sam, you are protecting Mark. If you wanted to protect Sam, you would have been watching her. Because, in case you forgot, those donuts make you more attracted to those that you are already attracted to and more willing to act on fantasies involving them. Do you realize how HARD it has been not to completely mess Sam up, myself? Because I want to drag her to bed and give her a couple of mind-shattering orgasms like I gave you this morning. You know who you don’t see monitoring Mark’s every move or watching Sam like a hawk? Allie. That should tell you something. If Sam were in a position where she would be irrevocably harmed, don't you think her girlfriend would be watching her more closely? Don’t you think Mark’s wife would stop him from making a colossal fuck up like that?”

“She did stop him. In case you forgot, she literally had him change Sam’s lists to help prevent it from happening.”

“I didn’t forget. She stopped Sam, not Mark. She asked Mark to change the lists and then just talked to Sam. She didn’t feel the need to tell Mark not to do stuff or try and control him. You say you love Mark, but why don’t you trust him?”

“Talia, when Mary was under the effects of the caramels, last round, she literally shoved one down my throat. I know that isn’t something Mark would do normally, but Mark has a bunch of fetishes that, if not handled appropriately, could really mess a person up. Right now, Mark has the little voice inside him that says, ‘hey, that’s wrong,’ turned down really low, if not on mute. I trust Mark in his right mind. I’m just really glad that he doesn’t have access to the BP shop right now.”

~Ping~~Ping~

Talia and Laura checked the message, considering they both got it at the same time.

Cassandra: Both teams will have access to the BP shop today in one manner or another. In addition to regular purchases, there will also be options available to help in the LARP itself. Mark/Mary, you will be able to access the shop via your phone as normal.

Laura fumed and stomped the floor, “MOTHER FUCKER!”

Talia said, “That… that might be my fault. It wouldn’t be the first time my Anime Physics triggered suspicious timing.”

“No way, that is Cassandra just screwing with me for messing with her challenge. Well, things just got problematic. I’m willing to bet that someone is going to end up with an extra TF by the time that bubble is down.”

“I think you’re wrong, want to bet?”

“No, I don’t.”

“Fine, I’m going back to bed. Think about what I said, because I meant it. You might be a goddess now, but that doesn’t give you the power to simply dictate things. Especially to Mark.”

Talia made to leave, but paused when Laura said, “Talia, I’m sorry for not looking out for you. You’re right, I got so focused on making sure Mark didn’t do anything stupid, I didn’t keep in mind that there were other ways for things to go poorly. I don’t think I’m wrong for trying to stop Mark, though. If he breaks it would be bad for all of us.”

“Laura, we all know that. We also appreciate that you care, but sometimes you need to let mistakes happen for people to grow.” Talia gave Laura a hug and then went back to bed.

Laura sat down outside Mark’s room and sighed. This morning started off so good, too.

Merida woke up and was absolutely elated. Mary was snuggled up against her and looked extremely content. Mary is ma girlfriend. Heh girlfriend. A couple o' weeks ago I wid hae never thocht aboot haein' a girlfriend an' noo I hae twa hotties as ma girlfriends.

“Whit aboot me? Dinnae ye fin' me attractive?” Merigold said teasingly. “I thocht we had somethin' special.”

“Merigold ye look essentially the exact same as me but made o' gold. Are ye attracted tae yersel? Tae me?”

“Aye, I am. Pairt o' a TF upgrade that Mark bocht for me. Maks me love posin' mysel' in front o' a mirror for Mark.”

“I see… Weel I’m sorry tae disappoint ye Merigold but I’m no' attracted tae ye. Even if I wir… I think I wad need tae hae anither talk wi' Flora.”

“That’s fair. Though I feel like Flora will be cool wi' it, as lang as ye dinnae mind her foolin' aroon' wi' us too.”

“I didnae say I wanted tae.”

“Sure, but I bet ye will eventually, simply tae gie Mark a Merida sandwich tae play wi'. Because dinnae even tell me that ye dinnae plan on the twa o' us screwin' Mark at the next available opportunity. Mind I hae access tae yer thochts an' memories.”

“Fair eno'. Merigold I wis wunnerin', has onything changed since I made yer stay permanent?”

“Eh… sort o' but also no' really. My mental self image noo includes fox ears an' a tail. I also noo feel like I cannae dae somethin' that wad mess wi' ye or yer plans. Naw that I wad hae tried tae dae that afore, but it’s mair tangible. Oh lastly I noo hae access tae some o' yer kitsune magic. Naw a lot mind ye but some. I’m ecstatic that I’m here tae stay so dinnae worry aboot me.”

“I’m glad. When makin' the TF I really didnae want tae turn ye intae a servant.”

“I’m maist definitely no' that.”

Mary finally stirred in Merida’s arms. “Why Hello there.” Mary said, tilting her head up. Mary then patted Merida’s tails under the cover, clearly trying to figure out what they were. “Did… did you use your tails as a blanket for me?”

“Aye, that’s yer faut by the way.”

“My fault? I was asleep.”

“Ye bocht me that TF.”

“Ah… right. Are you mad? You seem mad.”

“I wis a wee bit annoyed ye didnae talk wi' me first aboot it but it’s fine. Ye did win it, even if it wis because o' a forfeit.”

“Sounds like someone is itching for a rematch.”

“Oh naw. Ye arenae goadin' me intae that. I’m on tae ye an' yer wiles.”

“Drat, foiled again,” Mary said jokingly. Mary rolled over onto her stomach so she could kiss Merida. Mary let her hands wander over Merida’s body as the two made out. Merida did the same as she pulled Mary into her. After a few minutes of making out and fondling one another, Mary pulled away and snuggled back next to Merida.

“Ye ken we dae hae tae get up at some point, richt?”

“Yes, but I’m going to enjoy my Posh Pillow while I can.”

Merida pouted but also pulled Mary into a tighter embrace as she wrapped her tails around her again. “I wis wunnerin', hae ye figured oot hoo ye are gaun tae explain this a' tae yer mam?”

“Oh, hell no. My current plans are: hope magic takes care of it, and or give her half a billion dollars while telling her to shut up. Otherwise, I have nothing. Frankly, I’m really hoping magic will take care of things, because I would really like to be able to officially marry all of you.”

“Richt… Allie is yer wife noo. Meanin' that wioot magic makkin' polygamy legal, we can only ca' oorsels yer wives, naw hae it recognized.” Merida frowned at that.

“I wouldn’t worry about that too much. Whoever gets the wish can just include polygamy as part of the wish. Plus, let’s be real, we can always have Talia buy a private island and move there.”

Merida nodded at that. “Fair pynts. Mary, can I ask ye somethin' that micht seem… rude? Insensitive? I’m no' sure the richt word here.”

Mary raised an eyebrow, “Sure, but I reserve the right to be offended if it is egregious.”

“I wis juist wunnerin' why ye hasnae really been usin' yer ability tae mak' changes tae yer appearance. Also, if ye wad be willin' tae tak' requests.”

“Oh, that. I wouldn’t mind humoring any of you, at least on a temporary basis. As far as why I haven’t used it. I think I’ve just been trying to get used to being like this, before experimenting more.”

“Wad ye be willin' tae try dark reid hair an' makkin' it shorter maybe aroon' shouder lenth?”

“Have a thing for red-heads, do you?” Mary said, smirking, while her hair was both shortening and changing color. Eventually, it settled on a deep crimson color and went from rather straight hair to having a wavy look that rested at Mary’s shoulders. “So, do you like?”

“Och, verra much.” Merida rolled on top of Mary and started to make out with her. Merida let her hands wander down Mary’s petite frame and started to undo the laces of Mary’s dress. Mary reached around and undid the clasp holding Merida’s top on, and then flung the top to the floor. While pulling down Mary’s dress, Merida asked. “Mary, hoo far are ye willin' tae let me tak' things?”

While removing her own panties, Mary replied, “I don’t know. I’ll tell you if I’m uncomfortable, though.” Merida didn’t need more of an invitation as she began kissing Mary’s neck and slowly traveled down Mary’s body. Mary let out a moan of pleasure as Merida nipped at her nipples and fondled one breast while her other hand went lower, teasing Mary’s slit. Mary let out a quiet moan of, “More,” which caused Merida to smirk.

+1 VP Touch Mistress’s Breasts.

+1 VP Touch Mistress’s Pussy.

All while slowly circling Mary’s clit Merida said, “Whit wis that? I’m no' sure I heard ye. Ye’ll hae tae tell me whit ye want properly. I want tae mak' sure ye are comfortable efter al'.”

Mary let out an annoyed whinny, wrapped her legs around Merida, and pulled to the side, catching Merida off guard as Mary rolled on top of her. “I said MORE!” Mary scooched up, planting her crotch in Merida’s face, while pinning Merida’s arms under her legs. “Now use your tongue like a good girl, and I’ll consider rewarding you.” Mary started to scritch Merida’s ears and slowly pet her hair.

Aboot time ye start askin' for whit ye want. Merida started to lick Mary’s slit. God, that feels amazin', whit she’s daein' wi' her fingers. “Hey Merigold, want tae really surprise her?”

“OCH, I like that plan a lot.” Merigold appeared behind Mary and wrapped her arms around Mary, and started to massage her breasts. “Mary, I maun say, I really like the new colour.”

Mary let out a surprised moan, “What the? Merigold? Hold on. Yellow.” Merigold didn’t let go of Mary but stopped massaging her. It took Merida a second, but she paused her attack on Mary’s crotch.

Merigold said, “Merida wad like tae ken whit the issue is since she cannae speak verra weel at the moment, for obvious reasons.”

Mary turned her head to Merigold and said, “Merigold, I’m not sure how I feel about doing stuff with you at the moment. You aren’t my Merida, and I’m not your Mark.”

Merigold pouted and furrowed her eyebrows. “Mary, dis that really matter? I ken baith o' thae things. I also ken I am bound tae ye juist like Merida is. I am pairt o' yer Harem noo. So please juist shut up an' enjoy this.”

I actually hadn’t considered that. I guess Merida’s TF does bind them to me… “Okay, fine, but we are going to talk after this.” Mary moved back slightly from Merida’s face and pushed Merigold down onto her back. “Also, if you want to be the third in this, you can eat me out while I pleasure my new girlfriend.” Merida was surprised but pleased by Mary’s willingness here.

“Ye heard her, Merigold. Dinnae worry, though, we can share senses wi' each ither.”

Merigold rolled her eyes but happily started to eat Mary out, while Mary moved to eat out Merida, bending her legs up to her shoulders. Mary elongated her tongue and swirled it around Merida’s insides, while running her fingers through Merida’s tails. Merida came rather quickly, then came a second time as Mary continued to pleasure her. “BLOODY HELL! MARY! OH GOD! MARY!” Merida was having trouble forming coherent sentences. “Whit in Christ’s name is this?”

Merigold sent a mental smirk to Merida. “Oh, that micht be me… did I mention that gettin' used like a toy is a MASSIVE turn on for me?” Merida immediately shut down receiving Merigold’s senses but didn’t shut down sharing hers with Merigold. The pleasure immediately became more relaxed and manageable.

“Ye could hae warned me aboot that!”

“Sure, but where’s the fun in that. I ken ye like tae explore an' the unkent. Tellin' ye wad hae spoiled the surprise.”

Merida mentally grumbled, but said, “Mary, I think that’s enough.”

Mary said, “Well, I haven’t climaxed yet. Maybe you should convince Merigold to be more effective because I’m going to continue until she gets me to climax.” Mary went back down on Merida, eliciting another moan of pleasure from Merida.

“Merigold, you better finish her off quick, or I might just pass out from this.”

“Okay, okay. I wuidnae want ye tae pass oot.” Merigold elongated her tongue like Mary had and gently pushed it into Mary, causing Mary to let out a squeak of surprise.

Mary pulled back from Merida when Merigold’s tongue seemed not only softly vibrate but also formed small bumps and started to spin inside Mary. “Holy crap, that feels amazing.” Mary rocked backward as she climaxed and then fell forward as she collapsed in pleasure, panting.

+2 VP Cunnilingus on the Mistress

+5 VP Penetrate the Mistress to Orgasm.

Merida repositioned Mary so they could cuddle in their postcoital bliss. Merigold moved in on the opposite side of Mary. Merida had noticed that Mary had become one sexy kitsune like herself. Merida chuckled. “Three sexy vixens a' in a heap.” After Mary’s breathing had slowed to normal, Merida said, “So… which TF did ye copy frae me?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” Mary said a little breathily. “I have a bit of time to choose after stuff has ended. I think Cassandra did it like that so that sexy times don’t end prematurely.”

“Weel, I assume ye are gaun tae pick either Fake It Until Ye Mak' It or Reid Threads o' Fate.”

“Those are at the top of the list, yeah. At some point, I might copy My Namesake just so I get a feel for how it affects you. Honestly, I might end up copying most of the TFs that aren’t particularly problematic just so I can understand them better.”

“Och, so ye’re willin' tae be my Posh Pillow?”

“For a bit at least, sure. Honestly, I got to say I’m really glad that I got You Are Who You Eat. If it hadn’t won, I probably would have bought it myself. It tickles my TF fetish very nicely. I get to be all sorts of animal girls, and I get to try out the more fun TFs. Merida, if I can, I want to make every single one of you happy. If that means occasionally copying your TF so I’m extra cuddly and have bigger breasts, then fine. I think I’ve shown I’m down for rather a lot.”

Merigold chuckled, “True, personally I wis surprised ye paused things because I joined in. If onything I wid hae thocht ye wid hae stopped me frae penetratin' ye.”

“I had considered stopping you. I tried it with Flora on her night and it was… nice, but I need to get used to it more. Hence why I let you continue.”

“Probably a guid thing I didnae mak' ma tongue penis shaped then.”

“That would have been a red from me for sure. Also, Merigold, I want to say sorry. I hadn’t really considered you to be part of my harem, but you’re right, you are now. As for why I said yellow, I’m all good for a three-way, but I want to know who is involved ahead of time. Frankly, if anyone had just burst in as a surprise, I would have wanted to stop. At least for a moment.” Mary shot off a quick message to Cassandra.

~Pop~

Cassandra appeared at the foot of the bed. “Yes, Mary, you had some questions about copying TFs?”

“Yeah, what would happen if I copied Merida’s Kitsune TF?”

“Ugh! Please don’t. You can, if you really want to. Just realize that it will bring over other Marys, not Marks, and they will all become part of your harem if you keep them here. Just like with Merida’s TF. And yes, they would stay here even after you swap out the TF. Trust me, though, you wouldn’t be happy about it. Please don’t make my day even more difficult. Also, I’m letting you know, since I’m here anyway, the BP store will be accessible today. The message is coming out shortly for everyone.”

“I figured that was what would happen, considering how you said Maid of Honor would change. I just wanted to make sure. After all, if I could save eight more Meridas, I would probably make the time to do so.”

“Sorry, but no, If that’s all.” Cassandra gave a slight bow and vanished.

~Pop~

Merida jutted out her bottom lip in an exaggerated frown, and jokingly said, “Mary? Am I no' enough for ye? Ye need duplicates o' me?”

Mary flicked Merida’s forehead, “You don’t get to do that considering it was literally a TF of your own design. You are the one who wanted more Meridas around, saying you always wanted some sisters.” Mary zoned out for a second. “Oh shit.”

Merida asked, “Mary, whit’s wrang?”

Mary slowly turned to Merigold, “So… how much like Merida are you?”

“My life is essentially the exact same as Merida’s life up until the show began, wi' very few changes. I telt Merida I couldnae elaborate too much aboot my season. Which was true when I said that. I can share a lot mair noo that I’m here tae stay. I think I’ll be able tae share anything I want once yer season is over. That bein' said, my paths started the same as hers. Not a' the options were the same since I didnae place first in the first challenge. The biggest thing that was different was ye, Mary, or rather my Mark. Ye were married tae Chloe when the season started. Which… let’s just say ye were far mair willin' tae indulge in aggressive behaviors wi' the rest o' us. That, combined wi' havin' Sam’s sister instead o' her an' Laura goin' doon a different route than yers, resulted in things bein' rough. The **** eliminations also made it super competitive, an' ye werenae shy aboot statin' that if anyone messed wi' Chloe or Aubrey that ye would tak' it oot on them. Ye also never became Mary because I didnae need tae go tae yer room like Merida an' ye did, so we had a different startin' point for oor exploration. We just explored the island maistly around the mountain. We also had sex on oor first date because ye were mair than willin' tae tak' whit ye wanted.”

“Really? That… that seems a lot different.” Mary said, a little bewildered to hear all this.

“Mary, I bet my Mark wid be pished that I sacrificed mysel' for Flora, if he remembered me. My Mark isna the boy I knew an' fell in love wi'. He has changed so much; pairts o' him are there, but so much is different.”

Merida continued, “Whereas ye, Mary, even if ye are female, sometimes, ye are still the same dorky wean I fell in love wi'. But why were ye askin' how much Merigold wis like me?”

Merigold laughed, “That’s easy, Merida. I’m pairt o' her harem noo. Even if I’m nae a separate contestant.”

“Okay… we established that,” Merida said, confusedly. “Please dinnae make me read yer thochts; it feels intrusive.”

“Mary’s concerned that I’ll want tae get wi' bairn too. That I want tae have weans o' my ain.” Merida’s mouth formed a comical ‘Oh’. “I dinnae ken, tae be honest. I wid hae said aye afore, but wi' only twa o' us allowed tae be separate frae Merida at a time, I dinnae think it is realistic for ony o' us tae hae kids.”

Mary sighed, “I would be remiss not to mention this. Merida, you can probably upgrade that boon to allow all eight of them to act independently from you eventually. Probably not completely, but enough that they can legitimately have their own lives and not be an addendum to your own.” Mary then burst out laughing. “You asked how I would explain this to my mom. How are you going to explain to your mom that she now has nine children?” Merida’s face went pale while Merigold joined Mary in laughter.

After the laughter died down, Mary asked, “So when are you planning on summoning the other Meridas you can summon?”

“Oh, are the twa o' us no' enough for ye. Want a richt guid orgy?”

“I’m not joking, Merida. I’m asking because it would be an asset to have them around.”

Merida smiled. “Oh, have ye decided ye want us tae win?”

“No, I decided that I would try my best to help my team. Mark is going to do the same thing. That means making suggestions and trying to help how I can.”

“I havenae really decided on whit criteria I want tae use for them.”

Mary asked, “What did you use when choosing Merigold?”

“I wouldnae ca' it choosin' per se, it is mair like I can pick some characteristics an' ane is selected that matches that.”

“So what did you choose when Merigold came over?” Mary pressed, recognizing the evasion of her question for what it was.

Merida sighed and muttered, “That she wis attracted tae Flora, similar tae me, an' wis aware o' the show.”

“Why were you evasive? Those all seem reasonable?”

“Can we no' talk aboot that richt noo?” Merida blushed. “I telt Flora I was actually also gaun tae ask ye if there wis somethin' ye wad like different aboot me.”

“That’s a trap,” Mary replied automatically. Merigold laughed hysterically.

Merida fumed. “IT’S NO' A TRAP! I swear, why dae baith my girlfriends think I wad ask a question like that juist tae get angry wi' them for an honest answer boggles my mind.”

“Hmm… if you really want an answer… I guess one that would be rather different than you. Like Bizzarro Merida, or what if you had been pushed down the housewife trope more, or what if you had radically different paths because the show wasn’t fairy tale themed.” Merida glared at Mary after her second comment. “And that response is why I said it was a trap.”

“Ye wid really like me as yer housewife?”

“Look, I won’t say that the stereotype has no appeal to me. I wouldn’t **** that on you or even push you in that direction. But we are talking about another Merida who didn’t end up in a good position. We aren’t creating these Meridas; they already exist. Might as well ask for what I want since in the vast multiverse it probably exists.”

“Still dinnae ken how I feel aboot ye wantin' a domesticated version o' me… especially efter yer previous talk o' ‘project good girl’.” Merida crossed her arms and pouted.

Merigold snorted. “Bawheid, haud yer wheesht. When Mary telt ye tae be a good lass an' eat her oot, ye wir sae bleedin' happy. I bet ye juist dinnae want tae hae tae compete wi' a version o' yersel' that has been tailor-made for that.”

“Merigold… I thocht ye werenae supposed tae sabotage me?”

“Aye… because how well did yer last date turn oot, since ye couldnae be mair honest an' juist ask some questions. Okay, tae be fair, it did end up bein' really guid in the end, but there was that whole runnin' aff an' cryin' pairt that could hae been avoided by ye juist sayin', ‘Hey, why did ye never ca' me efter I moved awa'?’ Mary here could hae been a' ‘Whit dae ye mean? I ca'd like every single week?’ Merida, we are bad at expressin' oor ain feelin's sometimes. I’m no' juist gaun tae share a' yer secrets wi' Mary, but sometimes ye stand in yer ain way. Ye keep tellin' Mary here tae tak' an' ask for whit she wants, but ye should tak' yer ain advice. Also, I didnae hear ye deny my accusation noo, did I?”

Merida glared at Merigold. Merida said through gritted teeth, “I dinnae want tae be Mary’s hoosewife.”

“Aiblins, aiblins no', but ye dae want tae be her guid lass.”

Mary said, “How about we drop this for now so you two don’t end up fighting? The last thing I’ll say on the subject is I’ll do my best to accept them, Merida, but realize that depending upon who you pick, I might not want to be with them.”

“That’s fair,” Merida said, nodding. “Guess we should get up an' go join the ithers. By the way, did ye decide which TF ye were copyin'?”

Mary got up and started dressing, “Yeah, I thought about it, and I grabbed Red Threads of Fate.”

Merigold rejoined Merida as a tail as she started getting dressed. Merida asked, “Mind tellin' me why?”

“Well, it seems like the effects of the TF remain after I lose it. So, the abilities I gain from Fake It would stick around after I swap to a new TF, but I want to be able to see these threads. I want to get an understanding of how this works.” As Mary was getting changed, she messed around with her hair length and color some more. She extended it down to her waist and made it mostly a dark brown, but kept some red highlights for the tips of her hair.

When she was finished dressing, she asked, “So what do you think?”

Merida looked Mary over, “Beautiful as always, but as for whit I personally would like, I think ye looked better wi' the shorter red hair.”

“Fair enough. Don’t think it escaped my notice that it is essentially Flora’s hairstyle. Anyway, let’s get going.” Mary grabbed Merida’s arm, pulling her into the hallway. “I had a few thoughts about the BP store I wanted to discuss with people.