We'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more

“Mmm, delicious!” Holly shoveled some food into her mouth with orgasmic glee, much like how she did most things these days. “It’s been so long since I ate in the banquet hall, I forgot how good the food here was!”

When Kim returned from her job, Mary had invited the two of them to get a late dinner to keep Holly out of the Master’s Suite for the night. She would probably end up sharing the bed with them as well, given Dakota’s little deal.

“It’s so nice to have food that doesn’t come out of a doggy bowl,” Holly added, to the shock of the two women.

“A doggy bowl?!” Mary gasped in disbelief.

“I can’t believe Nick would do something like that!” Kim shook her head, stunned.

“What? Oh, no, I asked him to!” Holly explained. “It’s so humiliating and hot! It’s like I’m really a sex ****! If I’m lucky, maybe one of these days I could get him to cum on-”

“Holly, some of us are trying to eat here.” Dani was the only other person in the banquet hall with the four of them, and she looked a little sick to her stomach.

Mary blushed with embarrassment. She still loved her friend, but Holly could be… a lot to handle.

“I don’t mind.” Mimi looked up from the mountain of food in front of her with a dull expression. A small smile tugged at the edges of her lips. “Hearing stories like this is so interesting.”

“There, see?” Holly gestured at Mimi. “Exactly what I’m talking about. Someone else here who enjoys the taste of Nick’s cum!”

Mary hung her head and sighed.

“Well, I think that’s enough for me,” Kim said, pushing her plate away from her. Quite a feat given her transformation compelling her to finish things. Even now she was starting to get the shakes. Her eyes were twitching and she felt like she was going to throw up after what Holly just said, but at the same time, the thought of leaving the food where it was…

“Kim, just finish your dinner before you have an aneurysm,” Mary urged her, shaking her head.

Kim sighed and **** down the rest of her potatoes while Holly cheerfully drained her clam chowder. She lowered the bowl leaving a little mustache over her lip, which looked less like cream sauce and more like something else entirely.

“Hello there, ladies!”

The women in the room turned to see a certain leather clad vixen stroll into the dining room with a grin on her face and a mischievous gleam in her eye.

“Gina? What do you want?” Mary asked, eyeing the other girl up cautiously.

“Ooh, come on now.” Gina pursed her lips. “Do you have to be so rude? I just came down to say good night. And also to come check on my new roommate.”

“Oh, that’s right,” Kim realized. “If it’s Dakota’s night with Nick, that means Mimi’s going to be sleeping in Gina’s room tonight.”

“Room yes, sleeping no,” Gina corrected her with a shake of her head. “In fact, I was planning on the two of us hitting the bars.”

Mimi raised her eyebrow.

“A bar?”

“Now just hold on one minute!” Mary stood up and placed her hands on her hips. “You aren’t thinking of taking this girl to a bar and serving her ****, are you?”

The answer to that question was so obvious Gina thought it was a trick at first.

“Uh… yes? What else do you do in a bar? Besides hooking up in the bathroom, of course, but I don’t think I’m her type.”

“I want to go,” Mimi said, to Mary’s horror.

“But… it’s a bar!” She exclaimed. “Debauchery! Degeneracy! …Drinking!”

“What are you, her mother?” Gina rolled her eyes. “Come on, you all can come too. Everyone’s welcome!”

“I don’t drink,” Mary sniffed, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Oh, right, so that red stuff they give you in church, that’s what? Fruit juice?” Gina snorted. Mary turned crimson.

“The sacramental wine is a sacred… sacrament! It is consumption of the blood of Christ, not… some party game!”

Gina raised her eyebrow. “…Yeah, well, when I want to go have fun, I just do a few shots of tequila, not the blood of some dead guy. You religious types are weird.”

Mary floundered for things to say, while Dani and Kim tried not to laugh. They knew how important Mary’s beliefs were to her, but sometimes the things she said sounded a little out-there.

Mimi continued to look at Gina expectantly. Her plate was clean, and she was ready to go.

“Well, I’m in,” Dani said, finishing the last of her soup and standing up. “It’s been a rough couple of days for me, and I could really use a drink.”

“Bitchin’. Holly? Kim?”

Holly shook her head, while Kim just stared at the other woman in shock.

“…I’m twenty,” she reminded Gina. “I can’t drink.”

Gina grinned. “Oh, that’s just adorable,” she cooed, pinching Kim’s nose. “Come on cutie, I had my first drink when I was a lot younger than twenty.”

Kim looked a little unsure.

“I’m putting my foot down!” Mary exclaimed, her voice finally returning. “Now, it’s one thing to invite adults like us, but I will not have you contributing to the delinquency of a minor!”

Gina waved her hand. “Do you see where we are?” She asked in response, and Mary didn’t have a good reply to it. She wavered.

“It’s… still wrong…” She mumbled, her complexion turning ashy.

Now it was Gina’s turn to waver.

“Yeah, I guess so… sorry about that.” She turned to Kim. “Guess we’ll have to wait a bit before that drink then.”

“Wait, seriously?” Kim couldn’t believe she’d given in that easily.

“Mary’s right,” Gina shrugged. “You’re not a full-fledged adult yet. Just because that’s a bullshit rule doesn’t mean we shouldn’t still follow it.”

She made a weird expression.

“…I did not just say that.”

Still a little flummoxed, Gina headed out of the banquet hall with Dani and Mimi, leaving a trio of very confused women.

“…So that just happened,” Kim muttered.

“For the record, Gina, you shouldn’t pressure people to drink,” Dani pointed out as they headed for the bar. “It’s not right.”

“I know, I know,” Gina sighed, shaking her head. “I just thought, since, you know, Kim’s been so stressed out with her job, Holly’s been stuck in that cage every day, and Mary’s got a stick up her ass the size of a redwood… I don’t know, it would be nice to all go out drinking for a night. Unwind and shit.”

She shrugged. “But you’re right, that wasn’t cool. I won’t pressure them next time.”

“That’s a good girl,” Dani nodded, smacking her on the ass.

“Yow! Hey, save it for those bathrooms!” Gina teased.

“Oh, is that a promise?” Dani’s eyes flared with excitement and she cracked a crooked smile.

“Well, I’d have to run it by Nick first,” Gina reminded her. “He’s my master, after all.”

“I think I can make a pretty compelling case,” Dani replied. “After a few rounds of shots with me, I bet I could melt you like butter.”

“Big talk!” Gina’s eyes widened in amazement, enjoying the challenge. “But I think you’re a little out of your league here, gym bunny. I’ll be pounding back the hard stuff like water while you’re snoozing wrapped around a barstool.”

“Bring it on then,” Dani challenged her. “Because these curves may not be good for much, but that’s a lot of weight I put on, meaning I can hold myself pretty damn well I’d wager.”

“…Is this flirting?” Mimi asked, looking back and forth between the two of them.

Gina burst out laughing and Dani turned red, not sure how to respond to a question like that coming out of Carly’s face.

“No, no, we’re just joking around,” Dani quickly clarified. As hot as Gina was, she didn’t want to be with a girl who was that much trouble.

Surprisingly, when they got to the bar, it wasn’t empty. In fact, one of the last people anyone expected to see in a place like this was sitting on a bar stool.

Her tail was twitching in the air.

“Dawn?” Gina couldn’t believe her eyes. “I thought you didn’t drink? Or do, like, anything fun.”

“OH! Whatter you doin’ here?” Dawn turned to Gina and her flushed face was frowning. She scowled, her eyes flickering drowsily. It was clear she’d been here a while.

“…Dude, are you drunk?” Gina couldn’t contain the glee in her eyes. Dawn was actually hammered. DAWN.

“I’b not drunk!” Dawn insisted, smacking the bar and making the empty glass in front of her shake. “I jusssht… wantddeda shee what the fussh ish all aboud!”

She tapped her forehead. “I’m still… intel… inteli… intelijuh… smart an’ stuff.”

“Sorry,” Rose apologized. Dawn had been such a shock no one had noticed her buddy sitting right next to her. “We had a pretty weird day today, so I suggested we go get a drink to unwind.”

She glanced pointedly at the lush sitting next to her.

“…Of course, this one conveniently forgot to mention that she’s never had a drop of **** before in her life.”

“Sho whad?” Dawn scoffed. Then she hiccupped and her tail stood on end. “I didda bad already, so might as well!”

“…She’s not exactly taking Holly’s elimination with grace,” Rose kindly informed them.

“Hmph! I don’t see what the big deal is,” Dawn muttered as the faerie at the bar filled up her glass again. “All my life, my folks were like ‘oh don’t drink Dawn, don’t do **** Dawn, you need to keep that 3.9 GPA if you wanna amount to anything, Dawn’ but you know what? Drinking fucking ROCKS!”

She grabbed the glass and drained it dry. “Woooooo!” Her tail and ears stood on end.

“…How many has she had?” Dani asked Rose.

“That one just made two.”

“Heh… hehe… two whole beers, I’m practically a gwown up!” Dawn cackled. Her eyes were glassy and unfocused. “I shoulda done thish yearsh ago!”

“…Now, I’m not usually the person who says this, but I think you’ve had enough,” Gina said, taking Dawn’s glass away from her.

“Nooo give it!” Dawn wailed, reaching for the cup. Gina rolled her eyes and held it above her head, leading the cat girl to futilely bounce up and down to try and grab it.

“No faaaaiiir!” Dawn stomped on the ground in frustration. “Why do YOU getta party an’ I don’t?!”

“Because I don’t turn into a crazy person after only two beers.”

“I told you, I’m still… like ‘boom’ in my brain place,” Dawn snapped, tapping the side of her head.

“Yeah, definitely a ‘boom’ vibe alright,” Gina nodded. “Come on, let’s get you to bed-”

“Oh, yeah? Come on, prove it. Gimma a math problem, an’ I bet I can do it like whammo!”

“Are you sure she’s drunk?” Gina turned to Rose. “Because this doesn’t seem like drunk this seems like someone who forgot to take her lithium.”

“Ha!” Dawn gurgled out a laugh. “…Lithium. Ha! Didja know ‘lithium’ gets itsh name from the Greek ‘lithos’ which means ‘stone’? Haha… stone…”

She was a little unfocused for a second before snapping out of it. “Atomic number of 3, placing it in the alkali metal section of the periodic table, atomic weight is 6.941, melting point is 180.50 degrees Celsius, boiling point-”

“Yes, yes, we get it, you’re still smart,” Dani said, a little wowed that Dawn seemed to be sobering up the more she talked.

“…Critical ingredient in oral supple… supplex… supper… uh, pills, for the treatment of symptoms of bipolar disorder,” she finished, staring blankly off into space for about a minute.

“…Hey, wait! Are you saying I’m bipolar?!”

“Wow, you really are a genius,” Gina sarcastically replied.

“I AM! I’mma… I’mma frigging genius. I getta party if I wanna too!”

Everyone there could see Dawn had a lot of shit that needed unpacking, but nobody felt like doing it at the moment with her behaving like a drunk and high middle schooler. There was no trace of the smart, composed woman they’d all come to know, she was acting even more immature than she looked.

Which was saying a lot.

“Well, you two have fun then,” Gina said. “If I were you, I’d limit her to wine coolers or something, while us ladies get the real heavy stuff.”

“Hey, I can hold my liquor just fine,” Rose snapped, taking a sip of the dark red drink in her wine glass.

“Oh, yeah? And what sort of fruity shit is that?” Gina asked.

“Someone of my standing only drinks the finest, of course,” Rose replied, brushing her hair past her ear while draining her drink without so much as a slurp, exuding class from her pose even in a dive bar like this one. She set down her glass and pushed it forward. “Another, s'il vous plait.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the faerie nodded, taking a bottle out from behind the bar and filling up the glass. Gina squinted at the familiar label, and then she burst out laughing.

“Holy shit! Is that Mad Dog 20/20?!”

“…So what if it is?” Rose muttered, taking a sip from her drink.

“What’s Mad Dog 20/20?” Dani asked. Contrary to her boasts in the hallway she didn’t have a big history of drinking either.

“Only, like, one of the most low-class fortified wines out there!” Gina snorted, holding her sides. “You might as well be drinking wine from a box!”

Rose turned red. “I-I happen to like the flavor, alright?” She sniffed. “Regular wine tastes just dreadful.”

“God, you’re such a poser.” Gina shook her head, ignoring the other girl’s scowl. “Come on, forget that shit and just get wasted on the hard stuff like us!”

“I hardly consider it responsible to get that girl ‘wasted’,” Rose said, glancing pointedly at Mimi.

“Nah, it’s fine.” Gina turned to the bartender. “Pina colada, please, double rum. Oh, and one for her.” She nodded to Mimi and sat down waiting for her drink.

“Come on, you’re calling out Rose for drinking that mad dog whatever and you’re getting a pina colada?” Dani smirked. “What happened to ‘pounding down shots’ or whatever?”

Gina sighed. “Yeah, well… it’s not that simple. I’ve got this scratchy feeling in my throat, and it’s just… look, vodka and whiskey and the other hard stuff, it doesn’t help. But for some reason, creamy drinks like these seem to soothe it a little.”

She picked up the white cocktail and took a sip, letting out a refreshed sigh. “Yeah… that hits the spot. Mimi, you want yours?”

“Yes please.” Mimi said, nodding. She held the glass to her lips and then threw her head back, draining it in a flash.

“…Damn, girl.” Gina was impressed. “How was it?”

Mimi smacked her lips, making a sticky sound as dribbles of slime snapped between them. “…Fruity. But good. More, please.”

She drained the next cocktail as fast as the first, and then two more. She was emptying them faster than the faerie could prepare them, to the amazement of the other women. Even Dawn sobered up enough to watch the performance.

“And I thought I came here to drink away my problems,” Dani muttered, shaking her head. “Slow down, geez, is everything okay?”

“No,” Mimi said, shaking her head. She didn’t even look intoxicated. “It is NOT okay.”

That got the attention of the other women, who all perked up out of curiosity. Gina had thought Mimi had agreed to come out of a curiosity about ****, but apparently she had other things on her mind.

“What’s the problem then?” Rose asked softly.

Mimi set down her glass and stared blankly at the mirror behind the bar, at her reflection.

“…Why doesn’t Carly want to talk to me?”

“…OH.” Dani winced, and turned to the bartender. “Glass of whiskey, please, this looks like it’s going to be a long night.”

“What do you mean?” Rose asked. “Is something going on between you and Carly? Is it because of your… well…”

“Your face?” Gina bluntly cut to the chase, waving her hand in front of her own face. “Cuz it looks so much like hers?”

“Maybe…” Mimi nodded. “I just don’t know… since the week began, I’ve been hanging out with you all, trying to change and grow and become a real person… and I guess somewhere along the way, I realized… Carly doesn’t like me.”

Her skin started to turn translucent as slime oozed down the sides of her face.

Wait… is she crying? That was the common though among all the women present. Save Dawn, who was running complex math equations in her head to fight off the onslaught of confusion from the beer.

“Look, Carly… she’s in a weird spot right now,” Dani sighed, taking a sip from her drink. “But that’s her business, I’m sure it has nothing to do with you.”

Actually, Dani believed it had a lot to do with Mimi, but she didn’t want to talk about Carly’s issues with other people. She’d just come here to drink her way through them.

“No, I can tell,” Mimi said, shaking her head. “I couldn’t at first because I was a plant, but Dakota helped show me how to tell when someone is hurting.”

“Did she teach you how to twist the knife in when you notice, too?” Gina grinned. Dani shot her a look and the other girl closed her mouth and returned to her drink. Not the time to be snarky.

“Mary taught me that it is important to forgive the people who have wronged you, and that when you do something bad, you need to apologize,” Mimi continued. “If I hurt Carly, then I need to apologize, right? Because she’s mad at me.”

“It’s not that simple,” Dani said gently.

Mimi shook her head. “Do bad, apologize. It IS simple.” She glanced at Rose and Dawn. “And then after apologizing you need to get spanked.”

“Hey now, what did I miss?!” Gina asked, snapping her head to Mimi in surprise. “Who got spanked?”

Rose was quick to respond to that. “I-I don’t think we need to go into detail about-”

“Holly spanked Rose and Dawn, so they could make amends for the bad stuff they did to her,” Mimi tattled.

“My heinie is still sore…” Dawn groaned. Then she snickered. “Hehe… heinie.”

“Oh, reeeeeeaaaaaally now?” Gina turned back to Rose like the cat that ate the canary. “You know, Rose, come to think of it, you still haven’t made amends for how you tied me up in that last challenge, remember? I was hanging from a tree for hours!”

“You were up there for a couple minutes,” Rose shot back.

“Yeah, but with all that blood rushing to my head, it FELT like hours,” Gina grinned. “Any plans on how you’re going to… apologize to me?”

“I was just playing the game,” Rose replied with an icy look. “But let’s say I humor you. What do you want, to spank me, too?”

“…Actually, maybe you could tie me up again?”

“Don’t hold your breath.”

“**** play, hot.”

While the two traded barbs Mimi ordered another drink, wondering how she could make the achy feeling in her heart go away.

Carly didn’t like her, and she’d never had someone not like her before. And she didn’t know what to do to change that.