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Threesome! +10 VP

Dawn should have been happy that she’d gotten an additional 10 VP from her night with Nick and Mary. Under most circumstances, that would have been something she’d gladly celebrate!

Only one problem though- That was the only VP boost she’d received from her threesome with Mary.

Even after hotdogging Nick a couple times after that, even when they requested aphrodisiacs and stimulants to keep Nick’s energy levels up when rightly he should have stopped hours prior, all to keep him able to perform again and again, even when they finally gave up on hotdogging so they could have traditional sex…

Dawn never beat Mary once.

Mary could sense the disappointment radiating off the cat girl, so she decided the best thing to do was embrace her exhaustion and crawl away for the night, bringing an end to the festivities. But when Dawn woke up the next morning, all she could feel was disappointment.

As she stepped under the Master’s Suite’s shower, she let out a sigh while washing the clinging residue from the night before off of her.

Whoever cleans up the sheets in the Master’s Suite, you aren’t being paid enough, Dawn thought, shaking her head. Then she paused.

“…I really hope it isn’t Cinder and Ella.”

By the time her shower ended, she was feeling a lot better about last night. So she hadn’t beaten Mary… she’d still beaten Holly! And she’d known going in that Mary would be a difficult threat to overcome, so she wasn’t that upset. Feeling her ears twitch and her tail flick behind her, she determined that she would need to do more next time. She was going to put her all into winning, and that meant using every resource at her disposal, especially her more feline parts.

The day was just getting started. When Dawn stepped out of the bathroom, she saw Nick was already getting up.

“…Shower’s free,” she said awkwardly, gesturing to the bathroom door. “You know. If you want.”

Nick nodded. “Yeah, uh-huh,” he agreed. “…Hey, you doing okay?”

Dawn blinked. “Why wouldn’t I be?” She questioned.

Nick scratched the back of his neck, wearing a sheepish expression on his face. “No, I just… …You were really drunk last night, how much do you remember?”

Dawn’s cheeks flushed as she remembered her excuse of drinking herself silly, and realized that Nick hadn’t realized it had just been an act. “…You know me, great memory,” she said lamely, tapping the side of her head. A dopey smile crept its way up her lips and she glanced away, her eyes landing on Mary’s empty bed.

“…I’m ready for a nice breakfast,” she added, patting her stomach. “I might be eating for two now, after all.”

Nick’s face twisted in horror and his jaw dropped.

“Kidding! I’m kidding!” Dawn laughed, shaking her head. “I told you, I’m still in the safe period of my cycle. You only came inside me once or twice yesterday- The odds are pretty good that I’ll get out of this scott free.”

“Yeah, I know, but… there’s still the chance,” Nick said, looking concerned. “And knowing Dakota, she’d probably use her powers or whatever to make sure that chance was a certainty.”

Dawn frowned. She knew Nick was concerned about that, she got it. But she wasn’t so concerned about things the way he was.

She shook her head.

“Nick, I think you’re treating Dakota too harshly,” she said, causing him to look at her in surprise.

“You’re really saying that?” He asked. “After everything she did? After… after last night, with Cinder?” Nick bit his lip. “Dawn, I love Dakota, I still care about her even now. But the stuff she’s been doing, the way she’s twisting the people around us… it’s hard to accept that.”

Dawn didn’t have a response for that. It wasn’t like she knew Dakota all that well. “…Last night, it seemed like she was trying to help,” she said gently. “Help Cinder confront her feelings.”

Nick could understand how Dawn could see things that way. He didn’t have much to say on the topic if he was being honest- but last night, with Cinder…

“…I’d like to talk to her again,” he admitted. “…Cinder, I mean. I want… I…”

He wasn’t sure what he wanted at this point. What he did know, though, was that Cinder was someone he cared about, just like the other women in his harem. If he could help her somehow… her and Ella both…

“Well, you could,” Dawn pointed out. “It’s a new day. Go say hey!”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Mary interrupted from the door. She walked out with a big pan of hash browns in her hands. She shook her head and set it down on the table. “Talking to Cinder, I mean. Not today, at least.”

Nick considered Mary’s perspective, and had to admit- she raised a valid point. “You’re right,” he admitted, nodding. “I should probably give her some time to think about what happened… to let her feelings settle.” Part of him wanted to work on clarifying the situation right away, before Cinder could rewrite the narrative in her mind, but he cared about her comfort first.

“Well, that too,” Mary agreed, looking like that idea was only just occurring to her now. She shook her head. “But I meant, well… it’s Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin’s day today, remember? I don’t think she’ll look too kindly on you wanting to have a deep, intense conversation with another woman, even if it’s important.”

Nick bristled. He’d almost forgotten!

“No, you’re right about that,” he agreed, remembering their interaction in the hot spring the day before. Thanks to her new transformation, she seemed to be even clingier than she had been before. “I need to devote the day to her.”

“Oh, so she gets a day to herself, but I have to share, is that it?” Dawn was just being playful, but it still stung a little.

Nick winced. “Dawn…”

“I’m kidding!” Dawn assured him. “…Kind of.”

She shrugged.

“Nick, we all have different needs,” the cat girl said gently, approaching him and patting him on the arm. “I’m mature enough to share you with the women around you. But Augmented Synthetic Humanoid Assassin, she’s…”

“Yeah, I know,” Nick said, cutting her off. “She’s not exactly the kind of girl who shares her toys with others.”

That was something he needed to work on with her. She couldn’t keep being possessive and hostile. And hopefully, he’d help her understand that.

But he really doubted that it would happen today.

Mary and Dawn could both tell that Nick was troubled by what was brewing for today. And Mary knew just what would make him feel better.

“How about breakfast?” She chirped, clapping her hands together. “I made plenty! You need to keep your energy up, after last night!”

Dawn and Nick both looked at her. Mary was rosy-cheeked and perky, which was rather surprising given how much she’d done with them the night before. But while Nick and Dawn were very exhausted, she seemed completely normal.

“…I’m famished,” Dawn admitted, nodding in agreement. “Let’s eat.”

They could worry about the coming day soon enough. Right now, she just wanted to take it easy for once, and have a simple morning.

On the topic of simple mornings, there was someone who was definitely not having one at the moment.

“Man, my head…” Vivian rolled out of bed and yawned, stretching her arms over her head. It was unusual to see her up this early, given her usual habits. She had even woken up before her roommate, Dani, and the tomboy tended to get up at the crack of dawn!

…The reason for that was pretty simple. She hadn’t exactly had a good night’s sleep last night, unfortunately.

“Oh, hey… Vivian…” Dani sat up bed and wiped her eyes, yawning. “I didn’t even know you could get up this early.”

Vivian laughed. “Well, maybe that’s what the Romantic Suite is making me inherit from you!” She chirped. “Your joie de vivre to greet the day.”

Dani stared at her with bleary eyes.

“…It’s too early for foreign languages,” she muttered, trudging over to the shower. With a yawn, she looked over her shoulder at Vivian, and saw that her appearance was slightly disheveled.

She didn’t comment on it, though. After all, last night had been troubling enough for the heiress, given what Dani had heard. She didn’t need the tomboy commenting on events.

Vivian was being affected by her transformation, and that was something the tomboy could sympathize with. She must have been twitching in pleasure all night, and the moans in her sleep had almost kept Dani up herself.

That wasn’t exactly something she could feel comfortable talking about.

Vivian, for her part, appreciated that. She realized that Dani must have known what happened, and she appreciated that the tomboy wasn’t going to harp on the matter.

There was someone she needed to get advice from, though, and that was Octavia.

“Good morning,” she chirped, approaching her butler with a bright smile across her lips. “Did you sleep well?”

“It was as acceptable as always,” Octavia confirmed with a nod. She stood at attention, eyeing Vivian closely. “Are you feeling alright?”

“You know me!” Vivian chirped, flashing a beaming smile. “I’m always happy and ready to go!”

“Unless it’s to class,” the butler commented.

Vivian ignored that. “…Maybe I’m having a bit of trouble with one of those transformations,” she admitted, sitting back down on the bed and sighing. She rubbed her temples and smiled, looking up sheepishly at Octavia. “I think you can guess the one.”

Octavia nodded the slightest of nods.

“It’s a little complicated,” she continued. “See, I’ve got this… awareness, I guess, of when Nick is having sex, you know? …Or, well, not Nick. It’s when one of the other women in his harem is getting a good shag. Which is usually with Nick, but not always.”

She cracked a grin and glanced knowingly towards the bathroom door, where the shower was running like a dream.

Octavia raised her eyebrow. “Is that right?”

“Yep, it certainly is,” Vivian said, kicking off her legs and hopping off the bed, walking over to the closet with a sway of her hips. She arched her back, getting the cricks out of her spine, and pulled the door open, taking stock of her available outfits for the morning. “See, yesterday, someone, probably Dawn and Nick, if I’m guessing, got up to something pretty hot and heavy. In the middle of the day, too, if you can believe it!”

She pulled a red dress off the line and took a look at it. A little too fancy. She put it back and looked over at Octavia. “Should I go casual today, or a little fancier?”

Octavia sincerely could not care less. But as a loyal butler, she was obliged to give Vivian her sincere opinion.

“Which would you prefer, young miss?”

“I’d prefer to hear what you really think,” Vivian chirped.

“What I really think is that you’re trying to avoid a difficult conversation by pivoting to your wardrobe,” Octavia replied.

Vivian burst out laughing. “Well, that sounds like you, alright,” she said, shaking her head. “But honestly, Octavia… I’m doing fine. Just need to keep these feelings in check, you know?”

She rubbed her thighs together and winced.

“…Might have to start going to sleep naked,” she admitted. “Would rather not ruin any more pajamas, you know?”

Octavia stared blankly at Vivian. If she wasn’t being pressed for answers, she had no interest in indulging Vivian with them.

Vivian pressed her lips together in a tight smile and crossed her arms over her chest. “I see.”

The two stood there in silence for a moment, not saying anything.

“…It’s hard to describe if you’re not experiencing it yourself,” Vivian said quietly, her mask slipping away as she looked at the older woman. She leaned forward and ran her fingers over one of the silk vests hanging on the rack. “It’s not like I’m wracked with orgasms or anything. I just get sensitive. And I feel aroused. And those aren’t exactly things I’m comfortable with, you know?”

She glanced back at her butler, knowing that Octavia was always on her side. The butler said nothing, only giving Vivian the faintest of nods in affirmation.

“If there is any way I can help you, young miss, please, let me know,” Octavia said with a voice that almost sounded gentle.

Vivian cracked a smile. “I know that,” she chirped. “You know how I’m always relying on you.”

She gave Octavia a dreamy expression, then went back to choosing her outfit for the morning. Today was going to be a great day, she was sure of it!

Things were a little more complicated in another area of the hotel. In one of the neighboring rooms, Sylvia awoke with a grin, which quickly fell away when she saw the concerned expression on her roommate’s face.

…Well, one of her roommate’s faces, anyway. Carly was grinning like the cat who got the cream, while Marley just looked frustrated. She stood at the foot of the bed with her arms crossed over her chest, looking like she had been chewing something bitter.

“What’s up?” Sylvia asked, hopping to her feet.

Carly looked at her sister, then turned to Sylvia. Her breasts bounced as she did. She had just finished putting on her costume for the day, and although Sylvia had no idea what the cosplayer was supposed to be dressed as, it was very similar to her costume the day before, because she was dressed as another character from Eiken. But she wore a light purple ribbon this time instead of a red one, and her hair was a deeper shade of purple and long, pulled up into a ponytail.

None of those details were noticed by Sylvia, though. She was more focused on Marley, who was shifting around uncomfortably. Her breasts were still just as massive as her sister’s, which should have been cause for concern. But Sylvia just assumed she had decided to keep them for a little bit longer.

“Marley? Not gonna change?” Sylvia glanced down at her body. While Carly’s outfits were always tuned to her body’s size, the same couldn’t be said for her sister. Marley was still having trouble with her sweaters, even when she was wearing oversized ones.

Marley puckered her lips and blew a raspberry at her mother.

Then she pointed at the cactus.

Sylvia turned to look at the cactus and frowned. “Huh? Why isn’t there a flower?” She questioned. “Isn’t there supposed to be a flower?”

“You tell me!” Marley groaned, slapping her face. “You told me that the flower was supposed to grow every morning! Remember? Dawn had hers at about this time, so why aren’t there any flowers today, huh?”

“Marley, hey, it’s not a big deal,” Carly said, patting her sister on the shoulder. “I mean, yeah, you’re going around with those big milkers on your chest, but come on, at least we still look identical, right?”

She flashed Marley a catlike smile, but Marley didn’t return it. Her expression remained sour. She crossed her arms over her chest and cocked her hip to the side.

“Well… we still have that other plant, right?” Sylvia said. “Look! Right over there!”

She gestured over to the new plant that they’d purchased the night before. It was a tangle of red vines, with green leaves sprouting along them. The leaves were in the shape of hearts. They’d picked it up the day before from the plant shop.

Marley exhaled loudly. “How is that going to help my boobs get back to their normal size? These things are a pain in the ass!” She groaned. She’d been counting on eating that flower this morning in order to return to normal. Marley gestured to her chest, giving them a good shake just to emphasize her point.

“Marley raises a good point though,” Carly said, stroking her chin thoughtfully. “Why didn’t the flower grow today?”

“No idea,” Sylvia chirped, skipping over to the new plant. “Anyway, want some of this Holly Root? It’s going to make you feel better!”

Marley’s eye twitched. She remembered what the faerie had said about it yesterday.

“The leaves are special! If you take a bite of one, you cum on the spot! Nice and pleasant, for a quick release!”

Sylvia hadn’t needed to be convinced. Carly liked the idea too.

Marley was a lot less sure.

“Maybe we should ask Dakota for advice,” Sylvia said. “Or the faeries!”

Before either twin could say anything, Sylvia had already called one up from the phone.

A few seconds later, the green faerie from the shop popped in, looking amused.

“Good morning,” she chirped. “We don’t usually do deliveries from our store, but since you three are such great customers, we could make an exception…”

“Maybe later,” Carly interjected. “Before that, we wanted to know, why isn’t the cactus sprouting any new flowers?”

The faerie blinked her wide green eyes. “New flowers?”

“Yeah,” Marley cut in, not amused. “Yesterday morning, there was a flower that sprouted the reversed the effects, like you said it would. But today, nothing! So what’s the big idea, huh?”

The faerie blinked again, then laughed. “Oh, that! Yeah, no, that’s because the growth cycle was slowed down.”

She nodded over to the aptly-named Holly Root. “Because you bought that, it’s taking up growing space from the other plants. So your cactus will produce flowers at a slower rate, I’m afraid.”

Marley’s jaw dropped and her eyes bulged in horror.

“What!?” She screeched.

The faerie waved her hands. “But it’s okay, it should grow a brand new flower tomorrow!” She assured the large-breasted woman.

“And you didn’t tell me that yesterday!? When we bought that stupid root!?” Marley groaned.

The faerie shrugged. “You didn’t ask,” she replied. “But don’t worry, it’ll sprout soon enough! Then those boobs of yours will go right back to normal. Although, if you buy another plant today, that’ll delay the growth of the flower for another day. Just letting you know.”

Marley’s mouth flopped open and closed as she tried to process what the faerie was saying.

“…Okay then,” she muttered. “So we’re not buying anything new today.”

“Hey, whoa, let’s not get crazy here,” Sylvia interjected.

Marley gave her a look.

“…Right, yes, sweetie, whatever you say,” Sylvia said, beaming at her.