Tests and Consequences

"Wake Up, Perseus," a voice said. "The First Test starts 3, and you wouldn't want any Contestants to be late, would you?"

I woke up blearily, reaching out and groping a boob.

Wait, what?

My eyes shot open as I found myself laying on my bed, with Annabeth and Hera both sleeping soundly in my arms.

My eyes widened in horror as I processed what I had done under the influence of the pill Annabeth had taken.

"Perseus," the voice said, and I noticed Lachesis at the foot of the bed. "There is thirty minutes remaining till the First Test."

I shot out of the bed, startling Hera and Annabeth awake.

"No, no, no, no," I exclaimed in shock and anger; how could I go so far?

"I don't have the patience for this," Lachesis snapped, and we were all teleported to a coliseum.

I sat on a large, splendid, and comfortable throne that overlooked the entire Arena without being too far.

Gabrielle and Hera were on either side of me, and they had large fans that they were using to shade and, well, fan me.

There were three other smaller thrones on different sides of the Arena, and one of the Fates sat at each one. To my right was Clotho, to my left was Atropos, and across from me was Lachesis.

The rest of the Arena was mostly empty, barring the seats which everyone else had taken.

"Welcome to the first Test!" Clotho announced as she stood up. "As you can see, we are adopting a Roman style, but! There's a Greek twist!"

Clotho stomped, and the edges of the Arena dropped, until the Arena was an island surrounded by... Oil?

"This is an elimination style Test," Lachesis explained. "Two Contestants will enter the Arena, and participate in the long standing Greek tradition of wrestling in olive oil!

"Stage 1 will consist of 4 Rounds, and they will differentiate the Top 4 Contestants from Bottom 4 Contestants. The Top 4 Contestants will gain Charis, whereas the Bottom 4 will lose Charis.

"In Stage 2, it will be Semi-Finals, for both the Bottom 4 and the Top 4."

Atropos finished. "Stage 3 will finalize your ranking overall. 1st place will get 15 Charis and a Transformation Upgrade. 2nd Place will get 15 Charis. 3rd place will get 10 Charis. 4th Place will get 5 Charis. 5th place will lose 5 Charis. 6th place will lose 10 Charis. 7th place will lose 15 Charis, and 8th place will lose 15 Charis and receive a Punishment Transformation."

"Now, for the rules!" Lachesis took over. "Firstly, all Contestants must swim in the oil naked. Secondly, this is wrestling, there will be no punches or kicks whatsoever. Thirdly, anything done to a Contestant will carry over till the end of the Test. Fourthly, a Contestant wins in one of two ways; either she forces another Contestant's face into her tits or pussy, or she throws the other Contestant into the oil."

Lachesis snapped, and a large holographic sign lit up over the Arena.

STAGE 1 - THE FIRST LINEUPS

Sally And Estelle Blofis-Jackson VS Medusa

Clarisse LaRue VS Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Hazel Levesque VS Annabeth Chase

Zoë Nightshade VS Hermes

Clotho blew into a horn. "Let the First Round begin!"

Two doors opened on opposite sides of the Arena, revealing the Contestants who'd fight this Round.

My mom and sister were on one side, and they calmly threw their clothes into the oil, then they jumped and swam across the water, making sure to dip their heads underoil.

On the other side, Medusa was doing the same, taking care that her hair was all on her back.

They stood up on the arena, and Clotho began the countdown.

"3...2...1... FIGHT!"

Mom and Estelle went in different directions, and they started circling Medusa, who kept her back to the edge.

"I have a lot of respect for you, Medusa," Mom bantered, "now that I know your story, but we all know that you're not winning this."

"Tell me why you think ssso," Medusa said, dancing along the edge.

"You're not a fighter, you never were," Mom said. "There's a reason Percy was able to defeat you when he was so inexperienced, because you don't know how to fight the moment someone's ready for you."

"And you think you're ready for me?" Medusa asked, advancing towards Mom, who started backing up.

"Not really," Mom said, "but at the same time, yeah."

"I'm not just another one of your son's accomplishments," Medusa said haughtily, too angry to realize Estelle had sneaked up behind her. "I'm Medusa, and you'd do well to fear my prowess."

Estelle went right behind Medusa and went on all fours, setting up for a nasty tabletop drop.

As soon as Estelle was ready, Mom changed her style.

"And I'm Sally motherfucking Jackson, the mother of the man who killed you and your sisters countless times."

Mom walked forward menacingly, and Medusa backed up, but then she tripped on Estelle and fell on her back.

Mom rushed forward and grabbed Medusa's arms, spreading her hands away before she gently sat on Medusa's face.

When nothing happened, we all looked at The Fates in confusion.

"Oh, did I not mention?" Lachesis asked in faux surprise. "If a Contestant sits on the rival Contestant's face, it's not over till the Contestant is licked to orgasm."

"Get to fucking work," Mom said to Medusa, grinding on her face.

It was quite awkward, but eventually Mom and Estelle were brought to orgasm by Medusa licking Mom, and Medusa's name was crossed out.

STAGE 1 - THE FIRST LINEUPS

Sally And Estelle Blofis-Jackson VS Medusa

Clarisse LaRue VS Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Hazel Levesque VS Annabeth Chase

Zoë Nightshade VS Hermes

Atropos snapped, and all three fighters were deposited in the places where they were sitting before, only now they were nude and oiled up.

Clotho blew the horn again, and Clarisse came out on one side, while Rachel came out on the other.

They both stood across each other, and Clotho counted down.

"3...2...1... FIGHT!"

Rachel looked at Clarisse. "We both know I won't win, right?"

Clarisse walked forward with a chuckle. "Of course. But don't be a wimp about it."

"Not a wimp," Rachel countered as she danced away from Clarisse. "I need my strength for the next fights."

"Fair enough," Clarisse laughed, and Rachel turned around and dove into the oil.

STAGE 1 - THE FIRST LINEUPS

Sally And Estelle Blofis-Jackson VS Medusa

Clarisse LaRue VS Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Hazel Levesque VS Annabeth Chase

Zoë Nightshade VS Hermes

Atropos snapped, and Clarisse and Rachel found themselves in their original seats.

Clarisse gave Rachel a respectful nod, and we moved to the next Round.

Hazel and Annabeth came out on opposite sides.

As they both swam towards the Arena, I noticed something.

I had thought that this fight would probably be a blowout in favor of Annabeth. Not that Hazel wasn't a great fighter, but I've seen Annabeth grapple before, and usually, she'd have a higher chance, but not today.

Today, she was swimming erratically, and when she got up to the Arena, she walked with a little limp, like she was —.

Oh.

I fucked her so hard throughout the night that she was quite literally walking bowlegged.

I looked at Hera to confirm we were seeing the same thing, but she was so embarrassed that her feathers lifted up and I saw some of my dried cum on her thighs.

I embarrassedly ignored my stiffy and focused on the fight.

"3...2...1... FIGHT!" Clotho announced.

"Are you alright, Annabeth?" Hazel asked uncertainly.

"Yes, you skank," Annabeth said, walking slowly towards Hazel. "Worry about what I do to you when I'm the only Queen."

I frowned as I realized I hadn't really stopped Annabeth's... Yandere-ness, just curbed the attitude for moments like these.

Not that I disagreed with her wanting me to be with her and only her, but she had to accept that some of the girls would become my Queens as well, even if I didn't fuck them.

I wasn't going to risk my mom getting an Exit Transformation after all.

Hazel frowned. "You know, how much of what happened to Zoë was really accidental?"

"Why does that matter?" Annabeth asked as she tried grabbing Hazel's arm, only for the arm to slip away because of the oil.

"Just answer the question," Hazel said, staying out of Annabeth's range and near the edge of the Arena.

"Will you finally stop running away if I tell you?" Annabeth asked.

"Sure," Hazel said.

"Almost all of it, happy?" Annabeth admitted. "I did it the first time on accident, then I realized I could just change her pysche to a time when she'd think of it as normal to be a **** or servant and I made her a servant."

"Thank you," Hazel said. "See, I was going to give you the win, but then you said that you wanted to be the only Queen, and now, I don't think I can trust you with the win."

All I could do was watch as Hazel walked forward and sweeped Annabeth's legs down, then she sat on Annabeth's face.

However, unlike Mom with Medusa, she wasn't able to grab Annabeth's arms in time, and Annabeth's hands were stuck covering half her face.

At least, that's what it looked like.

Hazel started moaning as Annabeth licked her, but after a moment, I realized it was more than that.

Annabeth managed to pull Hazel's plug out, and before Hazel could do anything, she threw the plug over the edge and it sunk into the oil.

Hazel's only option was to cum on Annabeth's face, and she did that, then Atropos snapped.

STAGE 1 - THE FIRST LINEUPS

Sally And Estelle Blofis-Jackson VS Medusa

Clarisse LaRue VS Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Hazel Levesque VS Annabeth Chase

Zoë Nightshade VS Hermes

Clotho blew her horn, and the doors opened to show Hermes and Zoë.

If Zoë hadn't been so drastically changed and nerfed, it would've been an equal fight, but as it was, the difference was obvious from the beginning. Hermes swam across the oil smoothly, but in the other hand, Zoë was paddling the water like that was the only way she knew how to swim, which was probably true for the new chubbier form that she had.

Eventually, she made it to the Arena, and Clotho counted down.

"3...2...1... FIGHT!"

While Zoë was trying to hide her privates out of embarrassment, Hermes didn't waste any time. She just went straight up to Zoë, and as Zoë tried to run away from Hermes, Hermes just pushed Zoë back into the oil.

Atropos snapped, and Zoë and Hermes returned to their spots.

STAGE 1 - THE FIRST LINEUPS

Sally And Estelle Blofis-Jackson VS Medusa

Clarisse LaRue VS Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Hazel Levesque VS Annabeth Chase

Zoë Nightshade VS Hermes

Lachesis snapped. "We shall take a 30 minute break for lunch, then Stage 2 will begin. Do not attempt to wear anything or dry off, you will be punished."

All of us barring the Fates found ourselves in the dining hall, with the food already spread out and ready for us to eat.

"Percy?" Hazel called for me.

"Yeah?" I asked, looking at her.

"My plug, it's still in the oil."

Well, fuck.