Riding A Sheep

I woke up to an empty bed, but I could hear heavy breathing in my room.

3 Charis Lost by Annabeth Chase: Failed her PTF requirement.

3 Charis Lost by Clarisse LaRue: Failed her PTF requirement.

I yawned as I looked around, when I saw the other person in my room.

Sadie was looking at me with a panicked expression.

"I'm going through my heat, Daddy," Sadie panted.

Immediately, all of my sleepiness left my body.

"Pup, take deep breaths, it's just a fact of your current physiology," I consoled Sadie.

"I don't care about that, arf!" Sadie exclaimed. "I just want you to fuck me like I'm your bitch!"

Sadie leaped at me, but I caught her and held her back.

"You'll thank me for not having sex with you when your mind clears," I told Sadie as I grabbed her leash and tied it to a ring in the wall.

I ignored Sadie's pants and moans as I went about my morning routine.

As I closed the door, I looked at Sadie. "I'll get you food, Pup, just sit tight for now."

I slammed the door shut, leaving Sadie behind.

When I arrived at the dining hall, it started out simple. Mom had some cum on her face remaining from yesterday, and she was wearing her apron again.

"Where is Sadie?" Lucia asked.

I sighed. "She's going through her heat today, I had to tie her leash to the wall and leave her to ride it out."

"Thou hast proven thy integrity by not sleeping with her in her weakened state," Zoë said.

I shrugged. "Doesn't really feel like that, I thought I just did what I had to."

"Zoë's right," Mom said. "You're not like the Olympians, and it better stay that way."

"Thanks, Mom," I said.

Atropos flashed into the room while holding Sadie's leash in her hand.

"I was delayed because you held up a Contestant!" Atropos exclaimed angrily. "With everyone now in the dining hall, here are the current Charis Rankings."

Charis Rankings

1. Rachel Elizabeth Dare (21 Charis)

2. Zoë Nightshade (15 Charis)

3. Amphitrite (13 Charis)

4. Lucia Castellan (-3 Charis)

5. Clarisse LaRue (-4 Charis)

6. Sally Jackson (-13 Charis)

7. Annabeth Chase (-23 Charis)

8. Sadie Kane (-34 Charis)

9. Juno (-144 Charis)

As Atropos flashed away, I worriedly looked at Sadie as she leaped at me once again.

Zoë grabbed her, then she tied her leash to her chair.

"When thou depart, she shall eat," Zoë explained. "Such was the way of the wolves with the Hunt."

For the rest of breakfast, everyone ignored Sadie's pants and occasional begging.

"So, tomorrow will be the end of the first Season," Rachel commented. "It was an interesting week, I will say that."

"I concur," Zoë said. "If I may, I do hope we've learnt the futility of working against the Fates, and we will not attempt such a thing once again, nor would we allow future Contestants to attempt such a thing."

"Hear, hear," I said.

Rachel cleared her throat. "I feel the prophecy coming, guys."

All of us looked at her expectantly, and her eyes clouded over.

"Shall you place your trust in foe or friend?
Go too far, you may fall off the deep end!
Do not stray too far from the King's opinion,
If you do, what is the point of this vision?" Rachel coughed as she came back to herself.

"It's a trust fall of sorts," Annabeth said. "That's the only thing we can be sure about."

After a moment, Rachel shrugged. "As the resident expert in prophecy, there's no point in getting stuck over it. Perce, see you at 5 in the evening?"

"That's a perfect time," I said. "Juno, you have Pomegranates to eat tonight, can we get them out of the way?"

"I have already eaten 12 of the accursed fruits," Juno garbled angrily. "You would make me eat more?"

"Yes," I said, utterly tired of the bullshit. "Either you willingly eat your last Pomegranates, or the Fates will **** you to eat them. I'd rather be ready for a splitting headache, thank you very much."

"Fine," Juno grumbled.

I turned to Annabeth. "Annabeth, can you come with me to the Tree, and we can talk?"

"Listen, I don't want to hear anything from you right now," Annabeth said, raising a hand. "I know we'll have to talk about everything, but just wait till next Season. For now, we don't matter to each other, okay?"

Annabeth walked ahead of me, cheeks jiggling and tail wagging.

"Just like my husband, you lost the love of your partner by getting other partners," Juno garbled triumphantly. "Your mother was wrong, you truly are an Olympian."

"I need you to shut the fuck up," I told Juno angrily, dragging her by her chains.

We entered the Garden of the Underworld, and I watched as Juno fell into a trance and ate her Pomegranates.

I fell to my knees in pain as the Fates shoved the information into my head.

Juno: Pomegranate of -130 Charis, Pick 1 of 3

Silence Is Key: Juno will no longer be able to speak unless Perseus uses a spectral key to unlock and deactivate the copy of his dick in her mouth.

Wood You Love Me?: Greek mythos tell the story of when Zeus pretended to get married to a wooden doll disguised as a nymph to reconcile with Juno's counterpart, Hera. Juno will now become a wooden doll.

The Trickster: Juno's counterpart Hera tricked Zeus's lover into causing her own ****. Juno can now trick Contestants into tough spots.

Without any hesitation, I chose Silence Is Key. Not only were the other options obviously bad, this way I could go about my day without hearing Juno's bullshit.

Still in her trance, Juno ate another Pomegranate, and the Fates seared the new options into my brain.

Juno: Pomegranate of -140 Charis, Pick 1 of 3

Phantom Pleasure No More: All the ghostly impressions of Perseus' dick will turn into real copies of his dick.

**** Maid: Instead of just being a chained maid wearing a French Maid outfit, Juno will now only wear a loincloth and bandage wraps around her breasts, along with considering herself an unwilling **** maid to Perseus.

See Like Argus: Argus the hundred-eyed creature was Juno's servant, and Juno took his eyes and placed them in the peacock. Now, Juno has an eye in every discovered room of the Island.

Vote Here for Juno

See Like Argus seemed like the best option, so I chose it.

Juno shook her head as she regained control of her body, then she glared at me.

I grinned at her. "Looks like you can't speak anymore."

"Yeah, see, I could mentally summon the key and unlock you, but that wouldn't be cathartic," I said, unzipping my fly and taking Juno's fleshlight off

Juno could only glare at me as I pissed all over her face and tits.

"Percy!" Rachel burst into the Garden, stumbling as she noticed what I was doing. "Put your dick away, Clarisse is stuck!"

"Gimme a sec," I panicked as I finished pissing, then I zipped my pants, and then I started running with Rachel.

"Why the fuck were you pissing on her?" Rachel asked angrily as she led me to the South House.

"She has a PTF that needs me to piss on her once a day," I said.

Rachel didn't say anything, and we reached the South House.

Just as I was about to open the door, Rachel stopped me.

"Perce, I could tell that you were enjoying that," Rachel admonished softly. "I think you're losing yourself."

I made eye contact with Rachel. "I shouldn't be enjoying myself while doing something so disgusting, especially considering that she doesn't like it," I admitted. "It is a cathartic enjoyment more than anything, if I'll be honest. She did so much harm to all of us, and I just - I hate her."

"You hate her that much?" Rachel asked softly.

"I'm not a great person, Rachel," I said matter-of-factly. "There's a reason Ananke knew I would make this place work."

Rachel thought deeply. "You're a great person, Perce. You're just not idealized perfection. However, I hope you know that what you were doing was horrendous."

"Yeah," I agreed. "She's going to get kicked off tomorrow anyways, so I won't do it again. I'll also not fulfill other people's PTFs unless they ask for it."

"That's a good decision," Rachel said, then she opened the door. "We're here, Clarisse! How are you feeling?"

"I'm feeling like I'm still stuck under a bed!" Clarisse exclaimed.

All I could see of Clarisse was her bottom half.

"Hey, Clarisse," I greeted. "You need some help getting out?"

"Don't you dare get me out before fucking me," Clarisse grunted.

"Don't worry, I will," I slapped her ass playfully, and her little tail jumped.

"Fucking finally," Clarisse said, and I could hear her excitement.

"I can't fuck you like this, I'll have to move your legs around a bit," I said as I pushed her legs forward.

I started playing with her pussy and tail, and Rachel pressed herself against my back as she removed my clothes.

"You'll enjoy me tonight," Rachel promised. "That doesn't mean I can't help you."

"Thanks, Red," I said as she dropped my pants.

Rachel jumped onto the bed, displaying her naked body. "Am I hot enough to get you hard for Clarisse?"

Quest Completed by Rachel Elizabeth Dare: Show Perseus your naked body!
1 Charis and 20 Drachma Earnt.

"I don't need your help to get him hard," Clarisse said from under the bed while I rubbed my dick against her entrance.

"Both of you have my attention more than Aphrodite," I said. "Rachel, you know you're hot, why are you playing games?"

Rachel turned around and looked under the bed.

"Sorry, Clarisse," Rachel apologized, dropping her head to make eye contact with Clarisse under the bed. "Just riling you up for fun."

"If we were sharing our bed tonight, I'd have used your tail on your own ass," Clarisse joked.

"Well, I guess you're just unlucky, cuz Perce is gonna be fucking me tonight," Rachel teased.

"I'm fucking her now," I said, finally sticking my dick in Clarisse.

"That dick of yours feels amazing, Percy," Clarisse moaned as I slowly went all the way in. "Too bad you're not getting it, Rachel."

I slammed my dick in Clarisse's pussy, swatting her butt. "Behave, or you won't get it either, Clarisse."

"Yes, Prissy," Clarisse moaned.

I held onto Clarisse's hips and fucked her aggressively, while Rachel played with herself on the bed.

"I'm cumming," I groaned after a few minutes.

"On my ass, please," Clarisse pled, and I pulled out with a grunt.

I jerked myself off, cumming all over her asscheeks.

I played with her vagina, and within two minutes, Clarisse came.

"Oh, Prissy," Clarisse moaned breathily. "You fuck amazingly."

"I appreciate that," I said as I pulled her out from under the bed.

Clarisse stood up and brushed off imaginary dust. "Thanks for the actual save this time, Prissy. Why didn't I get any Charis?"

"Anytime an action that would normally get you Charis is caused by your PTF, you don't get Charis," I explained.

Clarisse raised an eyebrow at me.

"What?" I asked.

"She's realizing that you and your Mom have been fucking more than once a day," Rachel said with a teasing grin as she stood up.

"Yeah," Clarisse said, but she sounded distracted.

I looked at her, and realized that Clarisse was staring at Rachel, just like I had been a second ago.

Rachel blushed as she covered her body with the bedsheets. "Ugh, I just brought up Percy fucking his Mom and both of you are ogling me instead of being shocked or embarrassed?"

"It is interesting to know," Clarisse said. "But you're fine as fuck."

"Please stop," Rachel begged embarrassedly. "This is what I get for getting too immersed."

"Aww, don't be shy," Clarisse teased, grabbing the sheets.

"Don't you dare pull it," Rachel said trepidly, gripping the sheets tighter.

"Both of us have seen you naked," I pointed out confusedly.

"We share a bed, and I'm always naked," Clarisse added.

"Get out, both of you!" Rachel exclaimed.

Clarisse laughed as we both left the room, letting Rachel get dressed in peace.

"I know why they made it so there were three people for two beds," Clarisse told me. "For obvious reasons, Annabeth has had her own bed, while Rachel and I shared. Add in my TF that makes me naturally dominant with anyone that's not you, and Rachel and I have a budding... Something."

"Are you planning on pursuing it?" I asked.

"Potentially," Clarisse admitted. "Rachel's pretty, and she's a nice woman too. I think the end goal is a polycule, Percy."

"That makes a lot more sense," I admitted.

"Of course it does," Clarisse said. "You will need to keep that in mind when you choose who to help and who not to as well, Percy."

"I understand," I said.

Rachel opened the door and looked at us, her face as red as her hair, and she was finally dressed. "You two are horrible."

Rachel slammed the door on us, and Clarisse and I looked at each other for a second, then we laughed.

If the goal really was a polycule, I don't think it would be that bad.