Week 3 Carla's Date: Orgy Part Five

Stacy stepped through the doorway into the orgy pit's restroom and immediately appreciated its size. There was a tub that looked more like a hot tub, large enough to possibly fit the whole harem in, several commodes discretely walled away from casual observation, a line of sinks next to a stocked vanity for touching up makeup, and a walk-in shower that dwarfed the one in Laura's suite, taking up nearly half the room. The shower also contained two women fiercely making out under the spray of hot water. The pinkette hadn't realized Anna and Susan had gotten that close. She turned to say something to her sister, and only saw a puzzled Penny standing behind her. "Where did Tracy go?"

"She was just in front of me, but as we entered the room she was just gone." The befuddled orange-haired woman replied.

Thinking Tracy might have activated her speed boost to run off, Stacy pushed the door back open to look into the larger room. No sign of her twin though, just the throuple still going at it and the sleeping women in sight. She supposed the teal-haired catgirl could have left the orgy room completely, but the other door showed no signs of being opened at speed, or at all for that matter. "I suppose Shar might have grabbed her for something. I can't imagine what though." Penny just shrugged, though it reminded the pinkette of something. "Hang on, in the rose garden she could point your direction out. Can't you track her location?"

Penny nodded with a bright smile, then looked confused again. "Normally yes, but not right now."

"She just vanished out of the fucking castle? What the fuck?!"

Stacy's gradually escalating voice had finally gotten the attention of the women in the shower. "I'd expect your sister to be the one doing the staring." Anna called playfully upon noticing the duet.

"Ha, ha. Very funny." The pinkette stalked closer, followed by Penny, now that they'd been spotted. "We came in to talk to the two of you, but then Tracy vanished as we passed through the door."

Susan turned to face them as well, water cascading off her massive breasts. Seeing her this close to Anna, Stacy was sure of it now. She was taller than she had been only last week. "What happened to Tracy?"

"Gone." Penny told the cow woman. "I can't trace her location."

Anna stepped out of the spray of hot water. "Fuck. This better not be another contestant swap. Is anyone else missing?"

Suddenly worried about her date the next day, Susan let out a sigh of relief when Stacy shook her head. "No, everyone else was still out there sleeping or fucking, and there's no one new."

"Why all the long faces?" Tracy asked, suddenly standing next to them.

Stacy whirled on her twin, scowling. "Where the hell did you go?!" Just as quickly, she backed off, coughing and waving her hands in front of her. "And why do you smell like gunpowder?"

"Huh?" Tracy sniffed herself. "Oh right, the fireworks. Good thing the shower is right here." So saying, she walked in and gave Susan a wet hug.

Looking concerned at the still coughing Stacy, she hadn't smelled anything, Anna took it on herself to quiz the pest. "What were you doing with fireworks, and just where were you? Stacy and Penny said you just vanished."

"Apparently Ora acted on my letter way faster than I expected, but Shar cleared everything so we're all good. Just a fun surprise for the wedding. You talk to them about the wedding yet?" She looked back at Penny and her sister.

Having recovered from the reek of gunpowder and some kind of greasy bird she couldn't pin down, Stacy shook her head. "Your vanishing detailed the conversation." The pinkette looked up at the still dripping Anna. "The plan was to get you two on board with the guest list for the wedding. You, Susan, Candy, me, and Tracy. And Laura herself, of course. We figure if we just give her a list she'll go along with it."

Anna wasn't big on fancy parties, and what would she even wear? But it wasn't a bad list. "No way Misty deals well with a lot of people she doesn't know, and Gabriella won't want to leave her alone. Carla and Kim could be a problem, do they count as one guest or two? So yeah, maybe best to just avoid finding out. But what about Penny?"

"She's not tied to me like they are, and she needs to be here for our project anyways. Too bad though, a wedding would be great for her to show off her mad DJ skills."

"I am DJ ready!"

"Yeah you are! But not this time. Maybe Anna and Candy will let you DJ their wedding?"

Susan had been scrubbing Tracy's hair, causing her to pepper her speech with purrs. "What about formal wear? We should dress up for a wedding, no?"

Tracy cackled as Anna, Stacy, and Penny finally joined them in the shower. "One of the brides can't wear any clothes thanks to a transformation. I think this thing is going to be as casual as possible. Still, you've got that little black dress hidden in the back of your wardrobe. You should look fine in that. Stacy has her dragon dress. Anna's jacket makes her attire formal. Candy has her party dress she wore last time, same with Laura."

"And you'll go in your booty shorts and a sports bra." Stacy snarked, knowing full well Tracy never dressed up.

Giving her twin a wink and a wet kiss, Tracy nodded. "Hey, I'll be wearing more than Nimue."

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Carla had never understood why guys were so crazy about blowjobs before, that didn't stop her from being good at them of course. It was only fair to return the favor after they'd gone down on you, not to mention the smell test was a really good way to not get a little something extra from your one-night stand. Of course, these days the thought of going down on a guy turned her stomach, no matter what their junk smelled like.

Today had really opened her eyes though, cause if it felt half as good for them as what Kim was doing to her right now, sign her the fuck up. Realistically, she knew a large part of that was from Sally's potion that lit every nerve of her currently huge breasts on fire. Every stroke of her hands, every pinch of a diamond hard nipple, was pure ecstasy. She had a theory that the potion worked stronger the larger your breasts were, since Sally seemed even more breast obsessed than Laura somehow.

Another big part was the chain pinning her redheaded wife to the floor. They'd been separated for hours now as far as their transformation was concerned, and the arousal increase over time was not a shallow curve. Every time the base of the dildo rubbed against her clit when Kim lurched forward to throat it was like fireworks. She'd long lost track of the number of orgasms she'd gone through today, and that was before Laura got involved. She was a sweaty mess, and probably would be comatose if not for Monster.

Kim was on her knees, pinned between her and Laura, impaled by strap-ons at either end. She was making animalistic noises of pleasure that likely would have lacked intelligible speech even if she didn't have Carla's purple monster down her throat. Her augmented breasts swung like pendulums below her, and if they felt anything like what Carla's heaving breaths were doing for her must feel like heaven. The British singer, of course, leaned forward occasionally to stroke, caress, pinch, and fondle them, receiving gagged growls of pleasure in return.

Laura... Laura was scary. Her hair streamed out behind her, wreathed in red gold flames. Her draconic wings spread behind her likewise had their own corona of fire, and her eyes were glowing pits of deep crimson. She clutched Kim's hips with a white-knuckled grip as she railed into the bassist with the angry red vibrator that could barely be heard over the fiery redheads' growls. She was obviously enjoying herself, Carla counted the date an absolute win. Even if half the harem was passed out at this point.

She leaned forward, this time to kiss Laura, and groped her master's breasts. Laura moaned into her mouth with a semi-feral growl and grabbed Carla's in return. Holy fuck, this was bliss!

Unbidden, the thought came to Carla of taking her turn being railed by Laura, and instead of nausea, it triggered another orgasm on top of all the other stimulation. Good to know that her lesbian transformation was on board with taking dick, as long as it was a woman doing the driving.

Breaking the kiss, she leaned back again to realize they had an audience. Tracy was giving her a thumbs up. Stacy looked like she was taking notes along with the orange-haired robotic girl that had started following Tracy around this week. Anna was cheering them on, while Susan gave Laura a worried look. Carla pulled back, the purple monster leaving Kim's mouth with an erotic, wet pop as she sat down. Kim took that as a sign to collapse, gasping for air, and Laura pulled back herself. The flames slowly faded away as her eyes returned to normal.

"Now that was a hell of a show." Tracy snarked as Kim struggled to jiggle her chain at Carla. The Ravenette took that as a sign and concentrated on being bound to her wife again. The massive arousal spike vanished like being hit with a bucket of ice water. "Fuck that gets really bloody intense."

Kim rolled over on her back, making an okay gesture with one hand. "I think Monster might work on needing air some, cause I was struggling to breathe there but never passed out."

"Struggle? I don't see how you took that thing down your throat in the first place." Stacy was losely griping her own throat in sympathy pain.

Tracy elbowed the pinkette with a grin. "You saying you don't want me to stuff your throat sis?"

"No! I do not." The dog girl growled.

Having caught her own breath after blinking away her dazed state, Laura looked the crowd over. "Why are you all just standing around?"

Having crawled into Carla's lap, Kim nodded along. "Yeah, what gives ya looky loos, enjoying the show?" Not that she minded at all, that had been fucking hot. She was still quivering with aftershocks.

"Tracy figured out who you should take to the wedding and wanted us to back her, it didn't look like you were thinking about it." Susan grinned, looking much relieved now that Laura seemed herself again.

"Oh?" Laura raised a red brow at her sister.

"Hey, I know how you agonize over stuff like this. You can't take everyone, and that's gonna bug you trying to not play favorites. So I logiced it out. You need to take Anna and Candy cause your engaged, Susan cause she's your baby momma, me cause Andy knows me, and I'm going to the bachelorette party anyways, and Stacy as my plus one."

"You know I don't want to go." Carla told Laura, not at all caring who did.

"Ditto." Kim agreed. "Now carry me to the bath, I want to soak."

Laughing, Laura swept the other redhead into her arms and walked towards the restroom with Carla close behind.

"You know that tub looked big enough for all of us." Tracy told the remaining women. "And I'd bet anything it's a whirlpool bath."

"I am underwater combat ready!"

Anna followed along with a grin. Some hot tub sex sounded fun, and maybe it would distract her from her own upcoming wedding.