Daphne Gets The MM Dustbin Out (With Tyalangan Seeking Justice!)

Daphne

Daphne is a little disappointed with her wives. It’s her night to be with her Beloved Tyalangan and she found a potentially fun game to review for Masochist Mode. Both Scarlet AND Alex bowed out. Still, Tyalangan HAS to participate! It’s the joy of how the Mistress’s exit transformation work!

So, lanyard around her neck, she burst into the Royal Bedroom. “It’s time to review!”

Tyalangan, comfortably nude, doesn’t even look up from her tablet as she lays in bed. “Oh, hey Daphne. Just making sure Mona’s date tonight is going okay. You really want to spend our couples time reviewing smut? I just spent all day producing smut.”

“Which makes you an expert!” Daphne offers, “And you can help our reviewee become a better smut producer!”

The sea elf rolls her eyes as she sends the tablet into her inventory. “I would not go that far, on either of those points. But, I know trying to make friends with this whole Masochist Mode thing makes you happy, so I’ll play along. What are we reading, Daph?”

“Ooooh, Beloved,” Daphne declares, hoping into bed beside her sea elf wife, “we aren’t reading! We’re playing! This story uses CHYOA’s Game Mode!” The mermaid gives Game Mode the jazz hands it warrants.

“Game Mode?”

“Game Mode. Apparently, the website lets you build in variables and other coding things into the story to control access to particular chapters. Game Mode also lets you save your progress without needing to use bookmarks! You ever do some coding, Beloved?”

“A little,” the elf sighs, “mostly on TI calculators. Might be interesting to play around. So, what are we playing?”

“Dustbin Stories, by somebody named TheLeherengin!”

So, pulling the tablet out of her inventory again, Tyalangan loads up the website and finds the story posted therein. She clicks the “Start Game” hyperlink on the side panel and the two read the introduction to start.

“So, we have a long intro about the history of this town informally called Dustbin. So, a random criminal found out that the town was nice to hide out in, and word got ‘round to other criminals. The criminals slowly take over and basically lock down the town. This feels like a ridiculous setting; how could they covertly enforce such a thing? Food has to come from somewhere and trucking companies would quickly notice that their drivers can’t leave a particular town. Word would get out, unless crime town was completely self-contained and self-sufficient.”

The sea elf continues, “We have four different factions: sex slavers, **** peddlers, Russian mobsters, and this one rich thief and her loose connection of colleagues. Then, we are given our first decision: who to follow. We have Ruby, the normie; Emily, the rookie cop; Ai, the government official’s daughter; Alex, the criminal; and Mina, the warrior of justice. Well, Daph, you know my vote for who to follow.”

“Well, Marcie and Gina followed Ruby. We’ll go Mina, ‘cause you want to see some justice.”

ITERATION ONE PLAYING IN PROGRESS (BGM)

“So, Mina would be much hotter without the basketsball tits and seems to be an incompetent vigilante just starting off her crime-fighting career. Her dad went to Dustbin and never returned. She follows to find him.”

Daphne, not taking the anti-BE bait, starts to tease a blue nipple as she instead asks, “Why do you think she’s incompetent?”

“Outside of not doing her research on the town first, her costume is stupid. Given baseball bats are likely to be a thing, she needs more padding under her leather jacket. The jacket being so tight that it is difficult to slip it on without even wearing a T-shirt is a bad idea. Also, purple tights and porcelain white facemask? Does she want to stand out? Think about stealth.”

Daphne teases again, “Says the sea elf who went into battle wearing nothing but mithril boots and a smile.”

“Hey,” the sea elf points out, “I have magic. And most of the time before I became an immortal quasi-deity battle queen, I was fighting fake things in the Hotel. I’m not just a girl with a mean hook. Though, I guess, neither is Mina. Weapon time. Sword, obviously.”

Daphne picks up the narrative, “Hmm, we get a flashback scene of Mina killing a guy preparing to **** a **** victim. Then we are given a choice. Also game mode bugged out on us, but restarting just sent us back a chapter, so it’s not so bad. Now, does she hear a scream or see a fight?”

“Scream? Mina finds three guys assaulting a girl. She kills one of them and then disarmed the others. Guys surrender. We obviously choose to kill them. She gets 200 dollars off the corpses, goes home, washes her clothes using some weird washing machines, then goes to bed. Give me a minute. That washing machine thing sounds made up.”

“Oh, okay. Mina goes to work. Her new boss sounds insane. Mina is late because she went to report to her instead of going to her desk first. Then, she needs to take off her shirt because she’s showing off her midriff? I think clothes are dumb, but, if the problem is that she’s showing off some tummy, making her take off her top doesn’t fix it. We hit the end of the line. So, finished your rabbit hole, Tyalangan?”

“Apparently, connecting a washer and dryer to the kitchen sink is a thing? Weird.”

They agree to reset, looking to suss out how the variables work in the mode as readers.

ITERATION TWO PLAYING IN PROGRESS (BGM)

“Okay, same decisions, until we got to scream or see. Let’s pick ‘see’ and see what we get,” the mermaid nudges her wife in the ribs lightly at that last bit.

“Okay, now we got one guy hitting another with a bat. We are given the choice of immediately intervening or watching and waiting. Time for heroics!”

“Oh, no! The baddie was the one being hit, not the one with the bat. The baddie has a friend and they ****, kidnap, and enslave her.”

The sea elf makes a face of disgust, “Ugh. I don’t have a **** fetish.”

“Me neither, Beloved. Maybe the ‘waiting around first’ option will go better?”

ITERATION THREE PLAYING IN PROGRESS (BGM)

“Okay, waiting means bat-guy gets shot and Mina sees all three of the foe. I guess we missed one last time around? And we hit another dead end.”

“Back to the lady to try that other option?” Daphne offers.

ITERATION FOUR PLAYING IN PROGRESS (BGM)

“So, what’s going to happen when we tell them to turn themselves in?”

“Given the fact that we saw a continuation and a bad enslavement end with the bat-guy scenario, I’m going to guess a **** scene.”

“Let’s find out! She watches them walk into the station and wait around long enough to make sure they stay in the building for a while. She does the same washing up and sleeping. Then the cops visit her before she leaves for work in the morning asking about a dangerous individual. And another dead end.”

“Different weapon?”

“Sure.”

“Let’s check the story map first. Okay. Looks like there is only one more branch we haven’t hit and it looks like we need a non-lethal weapon for it. So...”

ITERATION FIVE PLAYING IN PROGRESS (BGM)

“The staff option leads to a flashback of flashing panties. Then, when we get to the knock out option, it’s basically the same as if we chose to kill the foes with the sword. That’s disappointing.”

Daphne sighs, “I guess we check out the other two memory scenes and do some conclusions. The batons flashback is about an aggressive sparring partner using her own weapon to grind into her crotch. Mina has the **** fetish, maybe? The daggers flashback is another first kill: mugger. The mugger does get a good hit in, slicing her T-shirt open, which would explain the leather jacket. Again, she should have some padding underneath.”

“So, what did you think?”

“Kind of disappointing? Most of the chapters are really short and not much happens. I mean, we got one encounter and that’s it? Only one sex scene, and a very unsexy one at that. Also, not a single shark.”

Tyalangan rolls her eyes about the obvious Gina appeal bait, noting, “As a reader, we don’t get to see the coding. There may be a bunch of work in those chapters we don’t get to see. Also, Game Mode is incredibly buggy. It seems to break for us basically every time we flipped off the tab, like when, for example, I move to my tablet’s word processor to transcribe this conversation for my lovely shark-toothed wife. I don’t think it enhanced the experience any. Looks like the only variable that actually mattered was lethal versus non-lethal, at least for as far as Mina’s story went. And, even then, the right decision led to the exact same conclusions for both weapon categories. Maybe there would be more importance to the other variables if the story went longer than a single evening, more or less. I mean, leaving the baddies knocked out and alive should have done something different, as they could have reported her outfit description to their crime boss. Maybe having the knocked out route lead to the cop dead end, as they could report to the corrupt cops once they woke up, would have been better? When was the last update to Mina’s story?” then, the elf opens the story map and answers her own question, “Ooof, December 12th, 2020. We just reviewed a dead branch, huh?”

“Maybe not? TheLeherengin had a story note that said she was working on Day 2 stuff and the criminal one had updates as of a few weeks ago? Maybe Mina will get some attention?”

“And some breast reduction?”

“Hey, her egg sacs are big and beautiful, Beloved.”

The sea elf kisses her mermaid on the forehead, “Agree to disagree. An I-cup, assuming I estimated the cup size of basketsball sized breasts correctly, is just silly.”

The mermaid pouts, “My egg sacs would have been considered Y-cups when I was pregnant with our kids if I would... blegh... put on a bra, Beloved.”

“Yeah, but your egg sacs were housing our kids. That’s different.”

It’s the mermaid’s turn to kiss some forehead, “Agree to disagree. Big egg sacs are better!”

“We done?”

“For now? Let’s see if TheLeherengin responds. Maybe we’ll give another girl’s routes a chance later.”

“Great,” the sea elf sardonically states. The tablet moved to her inventory again, Tyalangan rolls over to get on top of her mermaid-wife. After a kiss on the lips, she asks, “So, is it just us two tonight, or are Alex and Scarlet joining us, now that we finished your review thing?”

“Well, if they don’t want to do the evening bonding activity, they don’t get the sexy wife time after. Fairs fair.”

Tyalangan kisses down her mermaid’s body, ambling her way toward Daphne’s sea cave. Daphne grabs some hair to get her wife to go lower faster and Tyalangan’s hair grabs back. A wink and a smirk, the sea elf peppers the mermaid’s tummy with kisses.

“Beloved, stop teasing,” Daphne whines.

Tyalangan waggles her eyebrows, then with a single kiss to where Daphne would have a belly button (if mermaids had such things), Daphne’s world goes white as an orgasm rocks through her. My wife is such a cheater! Well, two can play the cheating game!

Daphne winks at Airika, hiding in the rafters, getting to join in as promised. The parrot-girl pounces. Aha! Now it’s two against one! And, as Tyalangan allows her companions to perform sexy times on her, Daphne thinks this is a good place to stop the transcript.