Game Night with the Goodbye Girls... (Time -1)

You vaguely recalled once hearing Goodbye mentioning that she'd played games with Despedida before. You knew a thing or two about how those went now and easily understood why Goodbye had sworn off ever doing so again, but for your next idea to work, you needed somebody who knew a thing or two about video games. Still, hearing that at one point there had been a "game night" made you wonder what aspects of the Goodbye Girls might be shown there that you couldn't get elsewhere. You could hardly imagine that Vaarvel had participated in such a thing, so you excluded her from the equation.

There would be no problem getting Despedida to agree to it; as one of the world's top gamers across multiple platforms and games, the team's hacker had no issue challenging anyone, anywhere. Goodbye, on the other hand, was going to take some coaxing.

"I caaaan't, Ciao! No, no no! No way, never!"

Goodbye's immediate response was absolute rejection; as soon as the words came out of your mouth, asking her to join in on another Game Night, she hid under her desk and started cowering. You stepped around the desk to chase her, then found that, to your annoyance, she attempted to crawl through the arch in the bottom towards the front to escape you. Luckily, her chubby belly and hips prevented her from actually making it through that way. "Aaaaah!" she cried, kicking her legs up and down. She seemed terribly traumatized by whatever had happened in the past.

You'd been through Despedida's video game beatings before, so you knew a thing or two about what she must be feeling. Despedida might seem nice on the outside, but behind that façade was a sadist who loved exerting her superiority over others. Still, you thought her level of avoidance seemed a bit much, even for her. You assisted in pulling her back out of the back of the desk, then handed her the shoes she'd kicked off in her struggle and questioned why she was so adamant on avoiding game night.

"You don't understand, Ciao! I mean, you should, but for some reason, you don't!" Goodbye grumbled, taking her seat in her over-sized chair and replacing her shoes while she talked. "You've learned a thing or two about me, from our... sexual exploits together, right?"

You nodded. You'd learned that you must have a thing for fat chicks and you'd learned that she seemed to have a thing for getting abused and slapped on the ass.

"It's not just about my ass, Mister Speck!" she snapped in response, then spun in her chair to face you. "Do you get what losing in that manner to Despedida does to me? It makes me horny! When the **** got to be too much, I actually wet myself, right there, in front of my subordinate! Do you know how hard it is to get a handle over an agent who's watched you pee in your own pantyhose?! From that moment on, I never had a single edge over her, not even my status as her boss...!"

You thought to yourself that if Goodbye hadn't already lost Despedida's loyalty then, she probably would have later. None of these girls were particularly good at respecting authority. Still, you reminded her: the Rabbit Badge that all of you were carrying gave her a free pass to be horny around her subordinates. Heck, in this case, it was actually a good feature. You kind of wanted a horny mood in the room during game night, to see where things went.

Goodbye lowered her eyebrows and wore a sour frown. "Oh, so that's what it's about, huh? You just want to get in Despedida's pants."

You reminded her that, for starters, she'd encouraged you to get in Despedida's pants, and beyond that, you were also seeing it as another opportunity to get into her pants. Or skirt, as the case may be.

"O-Oh... Yes... W-Well, we don't need Despedida for that." Your boss ran one hand through her messy ponytail and then adjusted the tie atop her sweater-vest, then smiled up into your face hopefully. "We can do it right here in my office!" It was appealing to you, how ready she was to jump right into it, but you had grander plans.

Like a master negotiator, you changed tactics at the drop of a hat, as the situation called for. You told Goodbye you were holding out on her until she helped you with the mission she herself assigned to you.

"Ciaaaao! That's mean! You're terrible... But okay. Sign me up for game night. Once this is over, you'll understand why we can never do this again..."

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After preparing the prerequisite snacks, soda, and other various forms of fuel that a group needed to make it through game night, you headed to Despedida's so-called "office" later in the afternoon. You weren't surprised to find her in her usual hidey-hole, playing some game where you fly around on a dragon's back and burn towers. You pulled aside her headphones to get her attention, then pointed over to the snacks you'd brought.

"Yoooo! Are we doing game night?!" Despedida's eyes-- or, the one you could see unhidden by her hair, at least-- lit up, as the hacker eagerly scoped out your spread of junk food. "Yeah, boy! That's an awful lot of food for just the two of us, though. I have to keep up my girlish figure."

You wondered what part of playing video games in her room all day allowed her to keep up that figure... But setting that aside, you told her that you'd gotten someone to join in.

"You serious? If Vaarvel told you, then you just got duped. I can see her duping you a lot easier than I can see her agreeing to play video games," Despedida chuckled. "And I'm not letting Au Revoir near my controllers cause she'll just break 'em. So who is it? Is this where you break out your Clone Jutsu and I have a whole party of just Ciaos?"

You were certain that Despedida had any number of video game and anime references ready to relate to your mysterious extra guest, but you cut her off. You told her you just needed to make sure she accepted before you went to get the third member of game night.

"What, you thought I was going to say, 'no, I don't want to play video games and eat pizza?' Don't we know each other better than that by now? Don't make me regret letting you into my Despedida Cave..." After the words left her mouth, she put on an aloof expression and shook her head. "Wait, I meant Despedida Cave like where I keep my PC, not like when I let you stick it down my throat. I want it to be clear which Despedida Cave we're talking about here." Once the air was clear of any misunderstandings, you head out to find Goodbye and tell her the deal was on. "I'm gonna put on my pajamas!"

... You and Goodbye felt decidedly over-dressed when you returned. The only thing you'd gotten out of the way was your suit's jacket; you were still fully attired in a white button-up shirt, a red tie, and black suit pants. Goodbye had done a little better, dressing down to a casual outfit consisting of a distractingly tight, white t-shirt and pajama bottoms in an unflattering smoke gray color, which nonetheless fit with an arousing snugness to her plump thighs and bottom. The shirt had the name of a science fiction convention across the chest of it, though the words were a bit stretched, owing to her heavy bosom.

Neither of you, though, had correctly anticipated what Despedida meant by pajamas. You were surprised to see her wearing just a close-fitting red tube-top and miniature, jungle-camo print pajama bottom shorts when you came back in. There was a string of button inputs from a fighting game written across the back, but it would be hard to read them unless she stood up; right now, she was seated by all of the food, already digging in to the most loaded up slice of pizza she could grab. {if Weakness for Video Games = 1}Later, you'd realize that she had the command input for Guile's Sonic Boom, a charge move, printed there.{endif} Right now, it was hard to stop looking at her bare legs as she sat with them both crossed beneath her in a wide stance.

"Hmm? Ciao, you didn't bring any sleepover stuff? You look like one of those costume customizations in Tekken that the player just dressed up in a suit because they couldn't think of anything more creative." Noticing Goodbye, she raised both eyebrows; she seemed even more surprised than you expected, for some reason. "Yo, you got Goodbye! Finally time for the **** match, huh? Should I put down some towels?"

"No towels!" Goodbye growled, raising one fist and allowing it to shake in her irritation. Adopting what seemed like a smirk, she put her chubby fingers around her glasses and adjusted them, giving them a wise-guy shine. "Hm hm... I've actually been training for this day for a long time! You're going to see how high my power level's gotten!"

Despedida pantomimed her brain exploding, pulling her fingertips outward from her head, then giggled happily. It was hard to think of her as somebody Goodbye ought to fear, when they were just palling around like this. "Uh, but really Ciao. I'm not letting you into my party dressed like fuckin' Agent 47. You've gotta get changed." After telling you that, she immediately seemed to reconsider, cupping her chip with one hand. A devilish smile came across her face. "Actually, if this is what we sleep in, then let's see what you sleep in..."

You didn't know how, but the combination of the only two Goodbye Girls with no supernatural physical abilities or strength managed to wrestle you out of your entire remaining suit, until all that was left to you were gray boxer shorts. The two women sized you up, Despedida with a cool smile and Goodbye with one much poorly suited for hiding how horny she was. "Th-That's what you get, Ciao!" Goodbye taunted you, wearing a nervous grin. You wondered if she was enjoying not being the bottom rung for once, or if she was trying to support the "game night" atmosphere for the sake of your mission. She could also just be trying to hide how she really felt about stripping you down to your bare necessities.

You told the others that you thought it wasn't quite fair that you were the only one doing this in your underwear. You hoped that would get both of them to strip down a bit more, but they only laughed at you instead. "Weak, buddy! I know you're horny like some guy from an ero fiction story on the internet, but you gotta work for it a little. How about this? I'll get naked for you if you can beat me in even one game tonight. Doesn't matter which one. Any game!" You were hoping she'd say something like that! You eagerly accepted, although, privately, you were already starting to think about what kind of loophole you could use. There were no games that Despedida didn't know and just as few that you had any chance of beating her in on the average case... You resolved to go for something with as many random factors as possible.

"A-And if you can beat me, Ciao, I'll strip for you too!" Goodbye added, leaning forward with a heave of her gracious bosom and adjusting her rapidly fogging glasses. It seemed she didn't want to be a third wheel. "Now, we're going to play... Um... Wait." She pressed her butt back down onto the couch and crossed her arms. "The game Despedida beat me in a long time ago was Star Wars Battlefront, but isn't that...?"

"Two player offline," Despedida answered, smiling and holding up two fingers.

"Gaaaaah!" Goodbye growled, running her hands through her messy hair irritably and clutching her head. "Ciao, you ruined my **** match!"

You reminded Goodbye that the **** match had only come about because of you... At any rate, she conceded, and in the end, you three ended up playing Mario Kart 8 instead. This seemed like a good pick, to you. It was a chance to beat both girls in one game and the random factor was so extensive, you were bound to get lucky and hit Despedida with a lightning bolt or something that would win the match for you. For a while, you felt like an actual, friendly work group, just relaxing and playing some games...

...

... Many hours later, with Goodbye curled up butt naked on the couch and Despedida still clothed, you felt like you'd misjudged the situation. Despedida's ability to hit perfect starts, drifts, and shortcuts was unparalleled, but so too was her ability to take blocks you wanted and manifest a boo or a shield of shells at just the right time to block your cheap tricks. What ought to be a party game of random chance began to feel every bit as brutal as the fighting games she favored. You began to realize that you had about as much of a chance to win Mario Kart against Despedida as you would an arm-wrestle with Au Revoir. Goodbye sobbed at your side, her bare breasts shaking as she jostled your arm left and right. "Ciaaao, just give up! You can't beat her! Nobody can!" The despair of the situation was so intense that Goodbye didn't even care about being seen naked by you any more... The time for that had passed hours ago.

Your pride wouldn't allow it!

"Fu fu fu! You messed up when you brought me all that soda and energy drinks, Ciao. I'm so hyped up, I'm never gonna sleep again! 100% sleep immunity!" Despedida rocked back and forth in her seat and grinned, effortlessly passing your early starting lead and then gaining more distance on screen. "Berserker soul! Duro, red shell! Duro-- red shell! Ha ha ha ha ha!"

That "oh no" of Mario's was a pale imitation of yours as the racer bounced around on screen, battered by heat-seeking shells that Despedida hadn't even needed to fire. It really was hopeless...

You blinked your eyes groggily. The office had no windows, of course; it was subterranean. It could be the middle of the night or early the next morning. Whatever the case, you'd awoken in an awkward position: at some point, you'd fallen asleep, collapsing not just onto Goodbye, but on top of her sleeping body. The woman had set aside her glasses and undone her hair at some point, so you found yourself taking in the rare state of her complete au natural form; that stubby, plump body of hers had become endearing to you by now. It felt pleasant to bury your face against her bosom...

The situation felt like an odd dream, so you abandoned both logic and decency. As the two of you had been gifted one of Despedida's blankets, you went a step further and pulled out your cock, hidden beneath the cover. The mischief-filled game-night had you feeling naughty, so you placed your penis against her soft hips and began stroking it back and forth, bucking your hips. You didn't need to enter her... You'd get your fill this way and leave her with a wet surprise when she woke up. This was sophomoric and vulgar, the kind of thing a real brat would do, but you couldn't help yourself. You wanted to see if you could get away with it without waking her up.

Suddenly, you felt a hand around your cock. She must have woken up after all! For a moment, that frightened you, but then, you realized you were only being silly... Who cared if you woke her up? That masochist would definitely be okay with you humping her while she slept, even if she didn't say so.

To your surprise, a second figure sat up from a sleeping bag next to the seat; it was Despedida, grinning in the darkness and holding onto your dick. She gave you a quiet "shhhh," then began to stroke it slowly and quietly. You couldn't make out much more than the details of her face, but you got the sense she wasn't wearing the t-shirt she'd been dressed in when you went to sleep. Despite her message for you to keep quiet, she began talking to you quietly, keeping her voice to a hushed whisper. "You're a pretty good guy, Ciao... To be honest, I thought you were pretty creepy when you started digging into all of our personal lives, at first. But when I see you playing games and hugging Goodbye and all... I think maybe you're just what our team needed. I mean... You're horny as shit. But a good guy, other than that. I think maybe I'll give you a nice present... something a little more than sixty-nine. If you want, that is."

That wasn't the kind of offer you were about to refuse.

She giggled at your enthusiasm, then motioned for you to lay down on your back next to Goodbye. There wasn't a lot of space on the couch for you to do so, until Despedida pulled a lever, flipping down the back and turning it into a fold-out bed. You wished you'd known that before you fell asleep. Once you had a bit more space to sprawl, Despedida climbed onto the bed in a cat-like motion, smiling mischievously in a fittingly feline manner. Those mini-pajamas had been pretty tight; it was hard to tell if she was still wearing them, but she was definitely topless. You could see the peaks of her dark-tipped breasts, even in the low light cast by her various electronic gadgets and game systems. Only one of her eyes was visible-- the other being hidden behind the veil of her hair-- but you could tell it was curled into an excited crescent.

You didn't move a muscle and soon enough, you felt Despedida's lower lips playing against your erect penis, rubbing up and down along the shaft. That seemed to answer the question of whether she'd taken off her pants or not. Now feeling out her body shape, you ran one hand up her smooth, slender waist to her breast and began to fondle it eagerly, while resting the other upon the swell of her rear end. With that hand, you guided her to dock onto your penis, eagerly locking her up and then sliding it inside the wet, warm surface of the hacker's pussy. You heard her give a less quiet gasp. Come to think of it, you knew darn well that she wasn't a virgin, even outside the realm of sixty-nine... but you also knew that she almost never left the base. She didn't seem to have a lot of time to get it on with guys. It could easily be that she was feeling pretty pent-up, sexually. It was really no wonder she was ready to jump you.

"Your next words will be: any guy would have done for Despedida, huh? That Despedida is just hungry for cock. Right?"

You shook your head, not appreciating the assertation.

"Ha ha, you don't have to be shy about it. But no... I don't get it on with just anybody. If you're surviving at this level, Ciao, you're the best of the best... Like, you're in a stacked game, but you're making a really good game out of it, the kind they'd put on any competitive stream. I admire that~"

Urged on by her compliment, you began moving inside of her, appreciating hearing her gasps and giggles amidsts the otherwise quiet hum of machinery inside her office. Your hands explored the erotic shape of her body, with its perfect, slim shape and smooth, caramel skin. Next, you brought a hand up to her full lips and traced it around her mouth, then felt her tongue reach out to play with your thumb's tip. "He he... Rero rero rero... Something like that?" she joked, although you didn't understand the reference. In the next moment, she leaned down over you, blocking your already limited view of the room, then pressed her naked breasts and aroused tips against your chest. Her lips locked onto yours and the two of you began to sensually eat at each other's mouths, making admittedly too-noisy smacks as your wet tongues intertwined, disconnected, and then came together once more. The hacker was just too erotic... you bobbed her light-weight body harder upon your dick, dripping moisture onto her couch and blanket. You were unable to escape the feeling that your luck in this situation really was supernatural.

As if that wasn't enough, you had another cute girl lying at one side... but you could easily tell she wasn't as pleased with this situation. You heard the noise of her masturbating furiously, using her own hands in the absence of any input from you. You wondered if she actually thought she was being discrete...

Unwilling to leave her out in the cold, you reached your hand out till you felt her thigh, then ran from your fingers across her soft, pudgy skin until you found the area between her legs. You took over where she'd left off. You heard her sigh happily, then give a ridiculous, "Th-Thanks, Ciao." Holding onto Despedida with one hand and finger-banging Goodbye with the other, you found the room growing suddenly more and more noisy, as the suspect frame of the bed squeaked under the weight of three people and the vigorous motion of your activities. As if determined to do it like in the movies, you announced to them that you were just a breath away from cumming.

"Ready up, squad!" Despedida giggled around her own panting breaths, leaning over your body as she bucked her hips up and down against your member.

"W-Wait, I'm not ready yet!" Goodbye complained.

Unfortunately, Goodbye would be left out in the cold on this one. You and Despedida came together with pretty decent coordination for the second time, making a mess of her couch cushions and bedsheets. You couldn't see the result, but imagining her tan pussy dripping with your semen as she lifted herself off and her hair curling around her pretty, smiling face was plenty erotic enough. With a thud, she rolled over to the free side of the couch... It seemed she overshot a bit and ended up on the floor. "Shit! Snrk!" she snort-laughed, picking herself off the floor. It was pretty rare to witness her make a mistake like that, but you savored that cozy moment. "Hey, I'm just tired from being the only one actually playing video games today, ya'll!"

The two of you giggled to each other... suddenly, from behind you, Goodbye arced her legs and shouted. "I-I-I'm cummiiiing!!" The wet noises that followed told you that she'd probably squirted pretty darn hard for someone who wasn't getting anything more than a distracted finger-bang.

"Damn, girl!" Despedida laughed. She'd forgotten you were still massaging your boss to a state of completion. "I should'a brought that towel after all..."

The three of you, looking like a very unusual threesome indeed, snuggled together on the pull-out bed until you could no longer pretend to yourself that it was the dead of night; despite the darkness in the windowless room, you could clearly see an alarm clock telling you it was already 2:30 PM. You were lucky one of your sex partners was your boss, or else, it'd be pretty hard to think up an excuse about why you came in so late for work today...