Week 2 Carla's Date: End

Tracy watched her sister closely while they got ready for bed. not because she liked looking at her naked body, which she did, but because she had been uncharacteristically quiet since their return from the library and during dinner.

She should be ranting about her cheer uniform transformation winning out, changing the apparent ballgown treasure into a crown. Insead she was plotting, Tracy knew that look.

So there was something pretty special about the crown, more than the pretty pink gems.

Tracy waited until Stacy was starting to turn away from her then concentrated on the warmth in her chest and felt power rush through her as things slowed to a crawl.

She took a sluggish step forward and reached out with effort and plucked the black metal crown from Stacy's head with her chrome hand then took another labored step back while the flames stood still in the fire place.

Tracy started breathing hard as she let the power flow back out of her and the flames resumed their merry crackle. Out of breath for a few moments of bullet time, not fucking bad, she thought as Stacy continued towards the bed.

But then the pink haired girl stopped as something being wrong regestered with her and she turned back to see Tracy holding her tiara and she brought a hand to her hair in shock. "Give that fucking back right now!" She shouted.

Tracy found herself handing over the crown on autopilot then grinned as Stacy clutched her prize to her chest. "You got mind whammy powers! Ha! I knew there was more to that crown than you were letting on."

"It's a tiara and you made me fucking waste today's use you damned nuisance!"

"One use a day eh? Good to know. And just what were you plotting between now and bed with it?"

"I hadn't thought of anything yet!" Stacy ranted in frustration.

"Sure sure. Going to make me crawl, or kiss your feet? But then I'd know your secret anyways." Tracy leered at her sister, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Gah! I know that you pest, that's why I was thinking!"

"Seems to me you need a partner in crime to test this thing then. I'll make you a deal. You promise not to use that thing on me in anyway that I don't approve of and I'll keep your secret and even test it with you."

"Ugh, really?" Stacy crossed her arms in annoyance.

"I could always grab it and run off and hide it now you've used it."

"Fuck! Why are you so fucking annoying? Fine, deal."

"Pinky promise?" Tracy held out her little finger to her sister.

"Pinky fucking promise." Stacy wrapped her little finger about her twins cold metal one. "I swear if you tell anyone..."

"Hey, it's a pinky promise, you know those are sacred." Tracy held her hand over her heart. "So back to what you would have ordered, would you have made me ravish your sexy body until you fell asleep?"

"I'd probably have told you to shut up." Stacy growled.

"Good choice, then we'd see if your command had a time limit and if so how long."

"I wasn't being serious but that is a good point. You might make a decent lacky after all I suppose."

"Hey I'm a partner not a lacky!"

"I'm the one wearing the tiara." Stacy smirked at her sister then blinked as the teal haired cat girl was suddenly breathing hard again, and wearing her tiara. "Will you stop fucking doing that?!"

"No, I don't think I will."

"Fucking nerd, come to bed already."

"As you wish."

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Laura had really enjoyed the concert even if the after lunch discussion had been rather shocking and somber. Carla had seemed in better spirits once they'd come back to the suite and she was glad to see it. Laura still sensed a lot of pain in Kim though, even if she was doing all she could to hide it.

Still dinner had gone well, and it was interesting to discuss the enigmatic Rebecca Strange some more. Having her life story in their hands seemed a bit intrusive to her though. Carla seemed to share her view and didn't dig further into it but had no problem discussing the things they'd learned about her on their own in this new light.

Kim said her opinion of Becca had radically changed. She'd always felt Becca was standoffish and looked down on them but had come to realize she was just keeping her distance out of not knowing how to reach out to others.

Becca being a lesbian threw her the most.

"Like it was no secret we had a open relationship. Becca didn't need to be awkward, we'd have welcomed her with open arms."

"More like open legs you mean." Carla kidded the redhead.

Kim lobbed a bread roll at her lover. "Shush you! I'm serious. Think how the fans would have eaten up us as a throuple."

"I think that's exactly why she didn't say anything." Or the fact they hadn't been a real couple...

Laura nodded, it seemed the Asian woman had had many reasons to keep secrets. She wondered if Tom hadn't been the only threat to her.

"Whatever, we know now and we're taking her side. She can be more open with us after we get back."

"That I agree with." Carla turned back to her master. "So Laura, how do you want to play things tonight?"

Laura didn't want to disapoint but she was exhausted. "I'm thinking I wish you could share your transformation with the people you have sex with."

"Yeah, that would be fucken sweet!" Kim exclaimed.

"Maybe a upgrade to it? You knackered Laura?"

Laura shook her head. "Candy, Misty and Gabriella, Tracy, then Anna and Susan last night? I'm being run ragged here but I'd be a fool to complain."

"Yeah I hear you, if it wasn't for Monster this one would have it so I could barely walk," Carla jabbed her thumb at the other redhead who stuck her tongue out in response.

"You love it and you fucken know it."

Carla lobbed the roll back at Kim. "Not the issue and you know it." Turning back to Laura. "I get you don't feel up to playing harem mistress, but you can lay back and relax and let the two of us treat you right."

Laura smiled fondly at the two British women. She was living every fangirls dream. "That sounds very nice."

Carla grabbed Kim by the collar and lifted her to her feet then slapped her ass hard. "Well get to cleaning up this mess slut, we've got some sweet love'n to dish out."

"Sex ****, not **** ****." Kim admonished her love, but started gathering dishes anyways.

Carla grinned over at Laura then yelled at Kim's retreating back. "Don't make me borrow one of Gabriella's maid outfits to put on you."

Laura very much doubted Kim's giant tits would come close to fitting in the svelte woman's clothes. She couldn't believe the two of them had gone even bigger for her.

"I think she'd be better cleaning up in just her skin." Laura taunted and received a shirt in her face as a response. A moment later a laughing Carla was hit by a bra.

"Dinner and a show. Some life eh Laura?" Carla watched the topless redhead sashay back from the kitchenette.

As Kim sat on her girlfriends lap and draped herself over her Laura smiled. "Somehow I'll manage to handle it I suppose."

"If we don't fuck you into a early grave." Kim joked.

Carla stood, putting Kim back on her feet. "Lets not go there." Holding out a hand to Laura. "Lets go upstairs instead."

Laura let the two lovers lead her to bed and enjoyed every moment before she passed out between them.

"We really should see about getting Monster upgraded eh?" Kim looked over at Carla.

"Yeah I think so. Lets cuddle the poor thing for now and join her." Kim didn't mind making a Laura sandwich at all as long as her love was in reach. They really needed to step up their game if they were going to get to a upgrade anytime soon though. She wondered if Evy would make it count as group sex?

Carla/Kim showed master nude body +6

Carla/Kim had sex with master +10

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Shar stood holding the vial of black liquid with concern. She was so close now, but last night had been very bad. One final dream could bring her everything she wanted but what good if she woke to rampage, destroying everything she held now?

She had a clear view of the woman she sought, even her voice. It was no wonder now why she'd become so obsessed with Dakota's candidate. Different green, and darker blue, but close enough for her subconscious to latch on to.

Shar was really glad she'd found happiness even if she'd never managed to snatch her from Dakota's clutches. Better this way she supposed.

Also better to wait. She set the vial back in it's holder. One day to regain some composure, to heal the damage to her soul.

Like Laura she needed to rest. But like Kim she wouldn't let anything stand in her way.

"I'm coming my love."