Tracy's Date: Part Two

Misty was dreaming. She watched herself following the taller form of Professor Escarra through Moongates and down to the entrance into the hedge maze. Misty knew what was coming next. She watched Gabriella stiffen as a flash went off before her and heard herself call out to her. She saw again the **** need in the eyes of the once older woman as she turned and looked deep into her own.

With a violent surge the math teacher was upon the smaller woman, mouths pressed together as **** hands rent clothing from their bodies. Misty watched herself briefly struggle against the raven haired beauty as her cloak fell to the grass. Then Gabriella was pushing her down after until Misty lay upon the cloth with the other woman kneeling above her. She watched as this other self gave in to the **** woman's needs. Torn clothes discarded the professor once again pressed against Misty's plush body, naked flesh to naked flesh. Kissing and groping as if uncertain what to do but **** nonetheless. The silver eyed woman watched herself guide those hands and used her own in example. Caressing the other woman's breasts and between her legs, showing her how one woman loved another.

The Professor learned quickly and soon her frantic form **** the first of many orgasms from Misty, eager fingers pressed deep inside to electrify her. Misty's own hands, small and skilled, teased out a series of orgasms from her former teacher as well and eventually she managed to scoot down until her head lay under the glistening cleft of the other woman. Eagerly Misty dove into the Spanish woman's sex and drove her wild with both tongue and hands. Gabriella was a quick study there too and soon turned around to pay Misty back with her own tongue while the shorter woman still worked her clit with devotion.

Misty was watching her other self start to show the Professor how to scissor when a loud banging intruded through the maze and tore her from her dream.

She sat up, finding herself naked in her own bed and moist between her thighs as her head pounded in rhyme to the door. "Go away!" She tried to yell as her headache quickly caused her to lower her volume.

Candy stuck her head in the door and smiling far too cheerfully said "You've been in bed all morning, it's lunch time and you need to eat. Also Shar said you probably have a hangover and to tell you cures are quite cheap."

Misty sat trying to digest the words as it gradually dawned on her she was lying stark naked before the blonde looking straight up at her crotch then dove for the covers.

Misty +1 Showed contestant nude body.

"Okay I'm up. I'll go buy one as soon as I'm mobile, how much do they cost anyways?"

"Only 100 BP and I bought you one already." Candy had walked up to the side of the bed and offered a small blue pill to the hungover woman in the palm of her hand.

"Thanks Candy." Misty said taking the pill. "I owe you one, I'll be right down as soon as I get a shower."

Candy smiled and after ruffling her hair like she was a child danced off humming leaving Misty in peace to finish what that dream started in the shower.

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Candy swept into the dinning area smiling as everyone looked up to see her twirl her way in. Professor Escarra was sitting next to Anna but neither was talking. The Prof looked lost in thought while Anna was too busy eating.

Carla, Susan, and Kim were sitting together chatting about music. Apparently Susan had gone with to sit in on their morning music session. Turns out Susan actually played the drums and while not up to the bands standard had still kept up quite well. Candy found that fascinating to listen to while filling her plate with a healthy salad.

Stacy was on her own fidgeting in her seat stealing occasional glances at the other women and occasionally licking her lips. Candy Thought that was quite strange and decided to take her plate and sit next to her and find out what was going on. "Helllloooooo!" Candy greeted the pinkette which usually never failed to get a smile but this time only returned a nervous glance. "What's wrong Stacy? You're looking very out of sorts."

"Promise not to laugh?" Candy nodded vigorously "I found a trap along with that five thousand bonus points, and now I'm craving fucking pussy juice. It will only last a week and I can hold out a week." She fidgeted more and had started sniffing "I'm not going to let this beat me." She gritted that last through clenched teeth.

Candy looked shocked "Oh. Oh my. that sounds very problematic. Um, you know I took health classes as part of my degree right? Well I know the signs of **** withdrawal and I really don't think you are going to last a whole week like this. Especially not if it gets worse."

"Fuck. It is getting worse, it's been getting worse since it happened. Fuck Candy what am I going to do?" Stacy cried in frustration.

"Okay I think I can help. Just hold tight." Candy glanced around the room and nonchalantly swiped a glass off of the table and leaned forward under the edge of the table cloth.

"What are you doing?" Stacy asked in shock.

"Shhhh." Candy admonished her while she was moving her hands around under the table "I don't want everyone watching."

"Are you seriously masturbating into that glass right now?"

"I'm trying to help, and you're making it awkward."

"I'm making it awkward?! Stacy licked her lips again.

"Shhhh! Almost done." And then Candy let out a not quiet shuddering moan and had everyone in the room's attention. "My, this salad just tastes divine!" She said quite loudly then avoided eye contact until everyone looked away again.

"I cannot believe you just did that?"

"I'm trying to help, now do you want this or not?" Candy held up the glass now containing some of her sexual fluids.

Stacy's eyes were glued to the glass, her nostrils flaring, as the smell of something amazing filled her perceptions. Before she knew what she was doing she'd snatched the container from Candy's hands and downed the liquid inside. It hit her tongue like the ambrosia of the gods and she let out her own much quieter moan of satisfaction while drinking it down then ran her fingers along the inside of the glass to get every drop.

She'd fucking cum while drinking the other woman's pussy juice, right here in front of almost everyone. Stacy was appalled.

She fled the room face flaming red as Candy shrugged then dug into her salad.

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When Misty entered the dinning room only Candy and Gabriella were left sitting on opposite end of the table. She grabbed a quick full plate having missed breakfast and sat next to the Professor.

"Hi."

"Hello Misty. How are you feeling?" The teacher asked tentatively.

"Good. Laura and I had a nice time yesterday, and I want you to know I had a nice time with you in the garden as well." She sighed "I know it was **** on you but I want you to know I don't blame you, I enjoyed myself even and I hope that's not too awkward." She looked over at the taller woman who was smiling back "And how are you feeling?"

"I am okay I think. It was not how I would have chosen things to go my first time but time is short and perhaps ripping the band aid off quickly as they say was for the best. I too enjoyed myself." She was blushing now "And I may have kept going after the compulsions wore off."

"Professor?!" Misty mocked "For shame!" laughing she took Gabriella's hands in her own "I know. I could tell when you were yourself again and I don't mind. As I said I enjoyed myself. It was your first, and mine after a very long dry spell. And it was special." Misty leaned in and kissed the other woman, not feverishly with need this time but a gentle sharing of warmth. "If it's okay with you I see no reason to not keep trying to work out the secrets of my cards."

"Of course we can. And maybe other secrets as well?"

"I would like that, Gabriella."

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Tracy had wanted to go over every inch of Laura's suite and it had taken prying the TV's remote out of her hands to keep her from trying to take it apart. Going through the channels had diverted her for a while, and of course she thought being able to spy on everyone was cool, but now the sisters sat together on the sectional in awkward silence.

"So how was work going?"

"Another record quarter. How were your classes?"

"Robot fighting club got banned. Fucking asshat dean."

"And why did the robot fighting club get banned?"

"Devistator may have thrown another robot through a wall or three. And that may have caused the gym to collapse a little. But there wasn't any major fires this time."

"Well if there weren't any fires obviously the dean overreacted."

"Fuck you!" Tracy playfully punched her sisters shoulder and the girls dissolved into laughter.

"But seriously, how are your classes? Your clubs are important I understand, especially in your field, but you need good grades as well."

"Classes are fine, well no, they're boring as fuck but my grades are fine. I need the rest to keep from going stark raving mad. Devistator was fun though, wonder if I could find the parts to build a robot here."

"You are not starting a robot fighting club here, do you hear me?"

"Whoa that was weird. yeah okay, no robot fighting club I promise. Whew!"

"Oh shit I gave you a command. I'm so sorry Tracy I wasn't thinking."

"No no, it's okay. I wasn't going to try and start one anyways. Felt really strange though, like some kind of pressure in my thoughts if that makes any sense?"

"I don't know. maybe I could order you to not obey any of my commands?"

"I think that might just **** me to do the opposite of anything you said."

"Shit!"

"Look, it's okay. This is new and weird and takes getting used to. And all I have to get used to so far is these." Tracy hefted her enlarged breasts at her sister, nipples clear though the holes in the whale netting.

"Yes I can see your breasts Tracy, the gaping holes in that shirt don't hide anything."

"That's the point." She grinned impishly then tossed her shirt off leaving her topless.

Showed master her breasts +3 VP

"Tracy!"

"What? You said you could already see them, what's the difference?"

"I do not want to see your breasts."

"Oh really?" Tracy held up her bracelet "Then why does this say 15 now then?"

"That doesn't mean anything!"

"I just gained three points by taking my shirt off in front of you and that doesn't mean anything? Fine, here give me your hands."

"Why?"

"You don't want to see my tits then give me your hands."

"Fine, here," Laura leaned forward placing her hands in Tracy's palms. "What now?"

"This." Tracy pulled her sisters hands forward and placed them over her breasts then held them in place. "There, now you can't see my tits."

Master touched her breasts +3 VP First time! x2

"Tracy you are crossing a line."

"Look I got, wow, six points for that. You can't tell me you don't like how they feel. Go ahead try and guess if they're natural."

"Tracy I know they aren't. I saw the transformation too you know." She had to admit they did feel nice though, not hard or unnatural like she'd thought they would.

"High end indeed right?, and no surgery scars with magic!"

"Okay what's your point Tracy? I'm feeling up your chest and yes they feel nice but this isn't sexual."

"Feels sexual to me, but before you start growling at me the point is getting you used to treating me as a sexual being. You can't put me off because we're sisters. So I promise to try and not push you too far but you need to try and meet me halfway here or you're never going to get comfortable and I'm screwed. You don't want that right?"

Laura continued feeling up Tracy's breasts, now lightly stroking them and rubbing her nipples with the palms of her hands, while she thought. Tracy for her part stayed quiet and just enjoyed the feeling of her older sister's hands. Laura had to admit that yes this was sexual and that the little pervert did have a point.

Eventually Laura pulled her hands free and Tracy sighed. "Okay you have a point, but this is going to take me time to adjust. We have ten weeks, you don't need to blunt **** this."

"Maybe not once you can admit you liked playing with my tits."

"Fine, I enjoyed playing with your tits. happy?"

"Nope, now you have to take your shirt off." Tracy laughed at the look of indignation on her sisters face "I'm kidding! Buuuut, how about a round of strip poker? I'm already two articles down."

"Fine, but I'm going to need some wine for this."

"Now you're talking!"