A sticky breakfast

Theo was the first one to head out, he made sure to tell Kat where he was going (straight home) then hurried out the door. He felt uncomfortable staying any longer. The women were all wearing less clothes than when they started and his newly enhanced package was struggling not to notice. Without boxers on he was pretty sure he was moments away from the most obvious erection ever.

Dax would have joined him, except people just kept suggesting another round and he felt like he couldn't say no. Thanks to Dive Bar he had increased **** tolerance, but between Ivy and Sahar egging him on he eventually succumbed. Kat put him to bed on the couch and covered him in some blankets.

Unfortunately the couch was where she'd been planning on putting Sahar. This was only a 2 bedroom apartment but at this moment she wished they had a guest room.

Of course Sahar had a great idea, "I'll just sleep in your bed with you."

Kat shook her head, "It would be inappropriate for me to sleep with a student..."

Sahar wanted to disagree, but found herself unable to voice her objection. Then Ivy spoke up, "She can share my bed. I really don't need a Queen all to myself."

Kat smiled at Ivy, "Thanks, I owe you one."

Sahar tried not to show her disappointment and went off to sleep in Ivy's room.

The next morning Kat woke up first with a burning desire to do something nice for Ivy. She bounced out of bed and went to the kitchen to start making waffles, Ivy's favourite.

Just after getting the first batch into the waffle iron she heard footsteps and looked up, but it wasn't Ivy walking in, it was Sahar.

"Good mo-" Kat froze and stared at Sahar, "Um...you're uh...popping out." She pointed at Sahar's chest.

Sahar looked down and blushed, "Oh! Sorry!" She quickly pulled her pajamas up, "Um, it smells really good in here!"

"Thanks, have a seat, or...uh...stand by the table, sorry. You can have the first batch."

Eventually Ivy woke up too and joined them. She hadn't wanted to wearing the ring girl outfit to bed and had started the night in her pajamas, but they quickly proved to be too uncomfortable. Had she been alone she would have slept naked, but with Sahar there she'd opted to sleep in a short babydoll and panties. She had the feeling that the more skin she covered up, compared to the ring girl outfit, the more uncomfortable she'd be.

Ivy sat at the table and looked at the waffles greedily, "All you can eat..." She whispered to herself. She grabbed the maple syrup and started pouring it on until it completely filled the waffle and started running down the sides.

"Uh...calories aside...that's going to be way too sweat." Kat said.

Ivy continued to pour, "Nuh uh." She said defiantly.

Sahar grinned, "I bet you can't drink that whole jug."

"What? Of course I can!" Ivy said indignantly, "What's the bet?"

Sahar tapped the table, "Hmm...ok if you can do it I'll...do your laundry while I'm here?"

Ivy nodded, "Ok sure, and on the off chance I can't do it, I'll do yours. Deal?"

"Deal."

Ivy grabbed the contain and lifted it.

"Guys..." Kat said quietly. What was going on with them?

Ivy tipped it back and started chugging the syrup. Kat thought she was going to be sick. Ivy kept swallowing more and more like it was nothing, finally setting it down, totally empty, "See, I did it!"

"No way!" Sahar said, "Look at your chest, you missed half of it!"

Ivy frowned, "Huh?"

Ivy looked at Kat, "Kat? Be the judge. Who won?"

Kat was about to decide a winner, when she wondered just how far her powers went. If they wouldn't argue with her, would they follow through? "You both lose," Kat said, "So you'll share the laundry duty for the apartment as long as Sahar stays here, including mine."

Ivy and Sahar looked at each other, then nodded, "Sounds fair." Ivy said.

Sahar grinned, "Happily agree."

"Good, then why don't one of you wake up Dax?" Kat suggested, "He's slept in long enough."

"You go," Ivy said to Sahar, "I should go wash up and put a shirt on, less he get any ideas."

Sahar went to shake Dax awake. He opened an eye and glared at her, "Oh fuck, what time is it?"

"8:32." Sahar said.

"Fuck, I've never been so hungover!" He groaned and slowly righted himself, "Fuck I'm going to be late for work."

"It's Saturday you know."

"Tell that to my boss, ugh. We have a big release coming up."

Sahar smiled, "Just call in sick. Don't say you are hungover. Say...you have gastro."

"What?" Dax said, "I..." He thought about it. What would be the harm, really? "Ya...maybe I will..."

"Oh and Kat made waffles, you'd better hurry before Ivy eats them all!"

After a big breakfast and lots and lots of water Dax recovered enough to head out on his own. Ivy left too, Saturday or not she had a business to run. That left just Kat and Sahar all alone.

Sahar was excited to be there with Kat, but Kat wasn't looking at the day as fun and games. She sat Sahar down to have a serious talk, "Sahar...are you ready to tell me why you are here?"

Sahar bit her lip, then shook her head.

Kat sighed, "Ok. I really don't want to pry, but you living on my couch is not sustainable long term. If it weren't for the game..." That's what really held her back right now. What if Sahar wasn't here to play the game after the break? It surely wouldn't end well. Kat felt like she had to let Sahar stay here until it wrapped up, "Nevermind that. You can stay a little longer, but I hope you'll open up to me soon."

Sahar nodded, "Thank you so much. I will. I promise. I just need so sort some things out."

"Ok. Then here," Kat put a key on the table, "It's a spare key. I have some errands to run, but I don't want to confine you to this apartment. You'll be alright?"

Sahar beamed at her, "Of course. Thank you." She couldn't believe it, a key to Kat's apartment!

"Make yourself at home, I've got to go get ready or I'll be late for my meeting."

"Ok, bye." Sahar said, waving to Kat as she walked away. Sahar grinned, she could stay! She was over the moon.