Impromptu New Girl Date, Part 2: Dinner and a Swim Lesson

Harper

Harper got the two new women sitting at the dining room table. Aelene looks uncomfortable (and not just about the sex stuff), occasionally glancing at the walls and ceiling. Mattie is staring daggers at Vix, still clutching the free weight in her hands. Harper feels the tension and doesn’t like it.

“Dinner? What are you feeling?”

Vix is the only one to immediately respond with a predictable mental bark of “<Pizza!>”

Harper looks at her troublesome familiar. “You already ate 2 whole pizzas today.” Her company tonight are confused. Her familiar tries to give her big fox eyes.

“Tomahawk steak, medium rare, with all the fixins. And a six-pack of beer.”

“Roasted cockatrice? Cockatrice is my favorite.”

Harper listens to Aelene explain what a cockatrice is to Mattie while the sea elf fetches dinner. She is happy to hear that, after careful decapitation, the venomous chicken-lizard-bat-thing is perfectly safe to eat. A plate of steak and a carving board of cockatrice delivered, she heads back for the drinks. Water for her, a bottle of Abita Purple Haze for Mattie, and a goblet of a red wine for Aelene. The later guest smiles slightly at the offering.

“I asked for a six-pack.” Mattie mumbles.

“You did promise to rock my world and I want you sober for it.”

“Um, my lady, how do you wish to be addressed?” Aelene asks.

“Harper is fine. I assume you’re fine with us using Aelene instead of Aelenetheria, correct?”

“Yes, Lady Harper,” Aelene agrees, already using a carving knife to help pull a drumstick off of the cockatrice, “You promised to explain things. Can you begin with that? My sister loves this show, but I couldn’t ever stand it. Too perverted. Unbecoming for a reputable noblewoman. I’d like to know what is expected of me.”

Harper sighs as Aelene offers her the drumstick. “Where do I start?”

Mattie, chewing on a chunk of steak, grumbles, “Start at the point with the least amount of time it takes to explain why I need to tolerate... that thing.” She points her knife at Vix menacingly. Harper offers the fox a sliver of cockatrice meat, partly to calm her, partly to try to get her to eat less garbage.

“I guess that means start from the beginning, but skip over some things. So, here is the situation.” Harper starts explaining between bites of cockatrice. Pretty good. Tastes like gamy chicken. Watching the two women’s stress levels change is important. Generally, Mattie relaxes and Aelene tenses up as Harper goes. Harper is already feeling emotionally exhausted by the time she finishes.

“Well, that’s two I guess I owe you, Sarge. Keeping those frat boys from beating me more than a quarter to **** is one thing. Saving me from eventual elimination, controlled by that fucking monster, is quite another. Are you okay?”

“Mostly fine, all things considered. The game has wrung me through the ringer. Had a scare I’m not completely over yet when my lungs decided they were too tired to work this morning and I was trying to breathe with my gills in bed. Are you two okay?”

Mattie goes first, “I’m absolutely fantastic, compared to where I was two days ago. That old season was a complete shitshow. No designated master, so the winner got the wish and control of the harem. Date night every fucking night, with the contestant with the lower VP in each pairing having to plan it. And, since I was the sole lesbian in a mostly male harem, you can guess where I was in the fucking standings? Harem full of hotties, with you as the Mistress? A fucking paradise.”

Aelene is more worried, “I’m honestly terrified. A goblin’s cave is nothing compared to this. My perverse fantasies were just supposed to be that... fantasies. As much as I enjoy looking at you two, it’s so scary that I have been bound to you, Lady Harper. A total stranger, our engagement not even arranged by my mother. And...”

Harper moves to hold the other elf’s hand as Aelene sputters to a stop. “What can I do to help?”

Mattie answers instead, “She told me she can’t swim. A lesson might help her anxiety about our surroundings.”

Skye

“Um, Tina, why are we here?”

Skye is sitting at a 2-seater table with the bonny bunny at the Suckling Swine. Tina has a Virgin Cosmo and Skye has a glass of her family vineyard’s wine. Ms. Scarlet is dancing on stage. Ms. Daphne is sitting at a big table, much closer to the stage, with a bunch of other mermaids.

“Well, one, Josie is annoyed with me ‘cause of the gift photo and I want to give her a little space. Two, I wanted to watch my girlfriend dance. Three, our family rule: ‘you boink her, you gotta date her.’ Remember? You boinking me?”

“Please stop saying ‘boink.’”

“Ok. Soooo, what sexy time actions are we going to get to tonight?”

“Ummm...” Skye is honestly intimidated by Tina’s forwardness. The bunny isn’t like her lady love; Harper is so considerate and Tina rubs her as more insistent, more selfish. The bonny bunny starts to pout at Skye’s hesitance.

“If you really don’t like me...”

“It’s not that, Tina. I’m just worried about my ability to please you. I haven’t had the best record at the whole lovemaking thing.”

“Oh. No worries! We’re sex buddies, Skye. Practice makes perfect. I’ll teach you!”

What did I just agree to?

Aelene

The Lady Harper got Aelene a swimming suit from her wardrobe. It fits well, but it shows off so many scars; the one-piece covers her torso and too small breasts well enough, but her heavily scarred arms and legs are left bare. Lady Harper opted to not wear such things. The human Mattie went into that uncomfortable ship hull while Aelene gets her lesson. They are both so beautiful. How can I compare?

Aelene gingerly steps into the shallow end of the pool. The water feels comfortably warm. The Lady Harper waits where the water is about chest high for Aelene. The water reaches just below the breasts of the sea elf, who is a few inches taller than her. She gently smiles.

“Okay, first things first. We are going to practice floating. Don’t worry. I have you. Ready?”

Aelene nods, then feels the Lady Harper gently places one hand on the small of Aelene’s back. She gingerly pushes on Aelene’s collarbones with the other. Aelene soon finds herself laying down in the Lady Harper’s arms, the water lapping along her sides, her loose copper strands floating. The way she looks at me. I’ve never seen anyone look at me like that. Aelene blushes under the sea elf’s gaze.

“So, you’re going to want to hold as much air in your lungs as you can. The idea is to get yourself as buoyant as possible. It would be easier with a little more fat on you, but you can do this. You’ll sink a little when you breathe out, so don’t freak out. If I see your head dip below the water level, I’ll lift you back up. Ready?”

The Lady Harper smiles as she waits. Aelene gives an awkward nod and then feels the sea elf remove her arms from below her. She sinks further into the water as she takes a deep breath. I’m doing it. I’m not immediately drowning!

Soon, the Lady is floating beside her, watching Aelene still. “You’re doing great. Want to talk a bit? I have questions about your world.”

Aelene panics a little as she answers, “As you like, Lady Harper.” She takes another deep breath and she floats better.

“You mentioned a sister that likes the show. Who is she? Do you get along? How does she watch it? What technologies does your world have? Trying to figure out what we have in common, as far as that goes. I presume Tina is a hoppalong. Was does that mean? Why are humans exotic? Any or all of those, in whatever order you wish to tackle them.”

“Can you hold me up?” Another deep breath to not sink.

“Trying to get you to practice breathing like this. I’ll catch you if you sink. Take your time.”

“All of you were humans at the start?” Another deep breath.

“All of us except Daphne. She started as a mermaid, then got transformations to make her more human.”

“Humans are exotic because we bred them to near extinction.” Another deep breath. This is tiring.

“What? That sounds... wrong. Bred to extinction?”

“Too hard to explain like this. Hold me.” Another deep breath.

“Then we are going to move on to treading water. I’m going to move us to deeper water. Again, I have you. You are perfectly safe.” Aelene feels the Lady Harper pull her to deeper water. Aelene panics a little as she pushes her stomach down. Now upright, Aelene sinks considerably in the water, head only held up above the water line because of the Lady Harper’s grip around her waist.

“Now, kick.”

Aelene starts to kick and feels herself lift up. She doesn’t get too much above the water line, but she doesn’t feel quite like she’s going to immediately sink. The Lady Harper gently removes her hands from Aelene’s hips.

“So, bred to extinction?”

“Every sentient species have their reproductive quirks. Us elves, one of our quirks is an extremely skewed sex ratio. The drow are the closest to normal. About 1 in every 4 births is a male. You sea elves are a little better, about 1 in every 5 or 6 is male. High elves have it the worst. About 1 in every 20 or so is male. Not every elven male is fertile enough to impregnate females either. The few fertile males are controlled by priesthoods and escorted around to ensure females have a chance to mate. Males are culturally ineligible for any sort of relationship, as the needs of our species requires it. This movement is odd. I’m starting to tire.”

“You’re doing great. I got you.” Aelene feels the Lady Harper grab her hips again.

“That is why I am willing to be impregnated from that obscenely large magic penis of yours, Lady Harper, assuming it will work. It is about 5 times larger than the average elven penis; I’m a bit afraid that it will break me. Still, I will do my duty to my people, when the time is ripe for it. Humans primary reproductive quirk is adaptability. With above average fertility rates and the ability to successfully breed with any sentient species, humans are incredibly useful; children born with humans always match the species of the non-human parent as well. Uncivilized species would enslave humans just for their breeding capacity. Even civilized species in the past over-bred with humans to compensate for their own issues. So, yes, humans were bred to near extinction. They so rarely leave their own few remaining cities that I have never seen a human in the flesh before today.”

Aelene is a little worried as the Lady Harper thinks on that. “Something to consider. You up to give another answer in the pool or should we get out? I don’t want you to overdo it.”

“Hoppalongs are rabbit beastkin. Elvenoids with rabbit natures and features. They actually have three sexes. About 10% male, 30% female, and 60% bois. Males and females have both extremely libidos and high rates of fertility. It is rare for them to be able to go even an hour without an orgasm, even rarer for a female to go a month without being impregnated. Bois have relatively low libidos and are sterile. They keep the other two sexes alive, as it takes a nigh impossible level of will for them to even function in society outside of things like sex work. Every major city has a Hippity Hoppity Way for those that wish to partake of Hoppalong skills in bed.”

Aelene feels the Lady Harper give her a side hug as she quickly swims towards the shallow end. Once Aelene can stand in the water, the Lady lets go. “So, just how sheltered are you, Aelene? ‘Cause, at least it sounds to me like your world operates on porn logic.”

“What is porn?”

Aelene regrets asking as the Lady Harper describes what ‘porn’ is. Although it sounds like typical entertainment, the way the Lady Harper describes it makes it sound so indecent. Aelene only had time for the lightest entertainment (such as her books) in her efforts to make herself a perfect weapon for her Queen. The more normal entertainments always made Aelene’s ear tips burn. Perversity may be normal, but she is less than normal in most ways.

The Lady Harper notices Aelene feeling sad. “Hey, are you okay?”

“Just feeling inadequate to the task.”

The feeling of the Lady Harper’s lips against her own is strange, yet highly desirable. Aelene opens her mouth and the Lady plunges her tongue within. The sea elf wrestles Aelene’s tongue, holds her tightly against her bare chest. Aelene can’t stop herself grabbing a fistful of Harper’s braids, but otherwise surrenders to the sensation.

Aelene: +4 VP (Kiss the Girl, x2 bonus [first time contestant participant])

When the Lady Harper ends the kiss, she looks deep in Aelene’s eyes. “Aelenetheria, you are perfectly adequate for this. I will not hear you say anything different. You understand me?”

Aelene blushes. She understands. She just wishes that she can believe it.

Scarlet

“So, ladies, any special requests? Perhaps something you want to celebrate?”

Scarlet has finished her striptease and is once again doing some crowd work. She standing at a big table full of mermaids. Daphne in particular looks pleased as punch, even through she is by far the smallest breasted of the mermaids at the table. Daphne’s transformation challenge resulted in her growing up to a C cup, but the next smallest pair at the table is an F cup. Nice to see that Daph has been forgiven by her family. Now, time to exploit it.

“Hi, Scarlet! You were so pretty up there! What do you think, sis? Wanna buy a lapdance?”

Daph is in on the scam, too. Nice.

“Daughter, if you want a lap dance, you could always ask for one on your own time. If you want to earn your keep, human, I wouldn’t mind another one of your foot specials?” The mermaid in question opens her jaw wide.

Damn, those tits are huge. I guess this was the one I knocked out? I don’t want to get my foot cut up while I’m waist deep in seawater, so...

“How about a hand job instead?” Scarlet carefully guides her hand into the mermaid’s mouth; those teeth as just as large and sharp as last time. Once it feels like she has cleared the tricky bits, she thrusts her fingers forward, activating a pulse of pain as she goes. Scarlet hits that mermaid A-spot true. The mermaid happily lays back in her chair, then flops into the water below. Should have collected payment first, there...

“Mom! Wow! That was HAWT! Do me!” another mermaid demands.

“Payment first. And cover your Mom’s bill.”

“Oh. Uhhh... Sure. I can do that.”

Scarlet ends up giving half of Daphne’s relations ‘round the table a knock-out orgasm before her ki is all spent. “Sorry, ladies. All out of extra oomph.” Most of the rest grumble about not being fast enough to put in their order. One doesn’t.

“That’s okay, Scarlet. I’m sure Mom and my sisters had fun. Maybe the rest of my sisters can get one next time?”

“We’ll see, Daph. We’ll see. Unless the rest of you want something, I’ll see you later?”

Scarlet wades through the water and walks up to the last table for her night: the one with her girlfriend and Skye.

“Hey, you two, feeling generous with your recent winnings? Wanna buy some special treatment?”

Skye just stews in embarrassment (frankly, like she already was the entire evening, from the brief glances Scarlet paid their way). Tina snarks, “Why should I pay for something from my super BP-rich girlfriend when I can get the same thing from her for free?”

“Because it would make your super-rich girlfriend happy?” Scarlet gives the pair her biggest customer service smile.

The bonny bunny pouts a little under Scarlet’s charm offensive. “Fine. I’m buying Skye a lap dance. Here.”

Tina: -20 BP

Skye squeaks as Scarlet starts to grind into the naked drow’s lap. Pressing her back into Skye’s chest. Twirling around to face the girl, she smiles and leans in for a kiss, stopping inches from lilac lips. Skye is petrified. And very, very wet, for reasons other than sitting in the flooded section of the bar. Brushing the girl’s chin, the song stops. Scarlet slides off her lap, then turns to face her bunny-girlfriend, “Well, she’s warmed up. I’ll see you two in the morning, I suppose. Tina, don’t break her too badly, ‘k?”

Hopefully, those two have some fun tonight. Let’s get paid, then go finally relax.

Scarlet approaches the now very busty bartending Circe. “Hey, ‘boss,’” Scarlet begins, “Dumb question. What happens to Work/Study Girl once I pay off the loan?”

Circe gets on her phone and starts to text. After some back and forth, she comes up with an answer. “What happens when you make a loan payment after it’s paid off? The bank eventually pays you back. So, you’ll get the bonus BP that would go to the loan directly to you instead.”

“Sweet. I’ll keep that in mind. My pay for the evening?”

Scarlet: +53 BP (Tips)

Scarlet: The Magic of Student Loans +1 Progress: 143/319 (Work/Study Girl)