Defend your House's Honor: 5+1 +2 Bravery = 8, You have a bitter triumph. Gain +1 XP and an ENEMY who is bitter at you.

As much as you have given in to the forbidden, by this point you have both given and received so much sex today that the sight of three first-year girls in shortened skirts and tight sweaters, sans robes, flouncing their way into the mansion in front of you does not make you immediately thirsty. Rather, it gives you a proud and contented feeling, like if you were surveying a nice new piece of land that is yours. Not one, but two of these girls is going to be yours to toy with whenever you get a mind to over the next few days.

Felice leans down over you and takes your hand as you go in, letting the other two go first with Aegidius. "Oh, I know just what you are thinking, Franziskaaaaa! About how lucky you are. Look at them..." You are indeed doing so, and let your eyes wander over her as well. Kinzie and Milly have rather average faces, below average actually. Milly is gap-toothed and a bit awkward and goofy looking, whereas Kinzie is pouty and has an unpleasantly upturned nose. But, now that you've started seeing the world differently as the perspective of the horny boys and lesbians you've been spending time with rubs off on you, you notice that there is nothing whatsoever wrong with their bodies. Kinzie and Milly both have somewhat narrow hips, but the short skirts they're in emphasize Milly's well-toned pale thighs, and Kinzie's tight, firm buttocks that all her broom-riding practice has given her. Compared to certain professors, their breasts aren't that large, but they aren't small either... when she's in a sweater, Kinzie in particular is nicely stacked. And, of course, Felice next to you has the kind of face that portrait artists would compete for a chance to do justice to, and even though her breasts are a little smaller and legs less lengthy than the other girls due to her being a bit smaller than them - midway between their above-average size and your tiny self - she has a perfect hourglass figure that makes many students drool.

"It's almost like a chance for you to get your own little harem for a few days, oui?" she asks, making you blush. "Since, after all, you are the least naturally sexy girl here."

Your expression turns from giddy gratification to an aggrieved glare. Felice giggles and continues. "...the most naturally cute, of course! Just less sexy."

"Enough with your teasing, you minx." you huff at her. "I have passed your little 'test' now, yeah? You'll vouch for me? N-not that I have made up my mind to accept, yet..." you hastily add, looking down at your feet.

"But of course!" Felice says musically, dipping behind you and giving you a squeeze around your petite waist. "And since your move to our joyeux halls is now a fait accompli, I shall have to get a jump start on the hazing! Which means I get to squeeeeeze you for another favor!" she runs her hands sensually up your sides and begins massaging your shoulders.

"Let me guess," you snort. "Kinzie now? I am supposed to assuage her anger at me and get her back on my side?" Doing your duty as per Aegidius, you do a walking circuit of the lower floor of the house, making sure that nobody is here and flipping on the light switches, activating the strange wand-less magic running through this place and illuminating it. You double check that all of the windows are sealed and that there are none of the little lenses that serve as the mundane equivalent of crystal balls to spy on you and the other girls.

Milly is avoiding making eye contact with you and is looking around the richly-decorated living room of this fancy house, looking at the strange glass-and-metal baubles made by the mundanes. She has a particular interest in a huge black box with a glass screen that dominates the room. She seems to be avoiding you for the moment. Kinzie, true to her word, has disappeared almost immediately, and your brother has taken the little kid who he apparently borrowed from her parents for testing magical aptitude, no doubt to find a room to put the child in so she doesn't wander off.

"No no no!" Felice says clicking her tongue. "Feel free, but you can take the initiative yourself there. Personally, I think a sour, greedy, narrow-minded girl like her looks better as an enemy than a lover. No, you are going to help me with a prestigious accomplishment of my own that I might brag about when I get back. There's a particular prestige in seducing multiple members of the same family, most especially a brother and a sister."

You wrinkle your nose and pull away from her for a moment. "Ech! What?" You recall that Felice had already made a joke about such a thing on your flight over here... apparently, she wasn't joking at all. "Why?!"

"I just told you, cherie! It is a matter of prestige. Like acquiring a fine pair of swords or matching bracelets. Besides," she runs her hand down her chest and gyrates her body erotically, "he is fucking HOT."

You blink, and Felice laughs. "Hahh hahhh! I know, I know, you can't see it. It is easier for a girl like me, since I've learned through experience that my brother Patrique actually is a disgusting creep to everyone, not just in my eyes. But I guarantee you, the Cherrywood girl and that loutish low-class pig you tricked into satyr sodomy have both been thinking about him. I have no idea how a tall, broad-shouldered cut of beef like him came from the same parents as a little doll like you, but I'm not complaining. Variety is the spice of life. I would ask you if you remembered bathing together with him so you could tell me what I'm working with, but I like surprises. And as strapping as he is, I think his real 'staff' will be a pleasant one~"

"But, but," you sputter, "I thought you liked girls, Felice...!"

"Oh, well, there are a fair few in our ranks who only want one variety of meat," Felice says, tossing her head and making her curls of black hair bounce, "but I only spurn so many of the boys who try and flirt with me at the school because they aren't up to my standards, and because there is so much less challenge in it than girls. But a tough, proud, standoffish wizard like him... that is exactly the kind of thing I like." she licks her sensuous lips.

You are feeling mildly queasy and perhaps a bit jealous. Felice has never talked about YOU in such sensuous terms. There's been a condescending edge to every compliment she's ever given you. "You realize that he graduated years ago, right? You're a second year like me, right Felice? So you're, what... 19, or 20 like me? He's 11 years older than me. Isn't that a bit too old for you?"

Felice bursts out laughing and leans heavily on your shoulder, rolling her head. It makes such a stir that Milly jumps back from the picture-box she was poking around and grabs her chest in fright, looking over at you. Felice theatrically mimes wiping a tear from her eye. "Oh goodness, were you being serious? We in Draconis pay no mind to such trivialities. Age is just a number, and if it makes things a bit more taboo, that only makes it more fun... and more valuable as gossip. In fact, when I was being hazed my first week, to set myself up to get extra merits in my history class... you know that old fellow Professor Moonhorn who teaches it? Let's just say, despite being as old as my father, there's nothing wrong with his 'horn'."

You wrinkle your nose and recoil. "Felice...! Are you going to make a habit of putting horrible images in my mind during this entire trip? I may be rethinking my move to Draconis after all..."

"Oh no you won't." Felice says confidently, reaching under your skirt and giving your butt a quick squeeze. "And not just because I know you are dying to have my silver tongue inside you. But because *I* also have a brother who I can manipulate for favors, and he can help you get back at that girl Samara who has been bullying you from the shadows since you arrived. He's fucking her, remember?"

Sighing, you give Milly an awkward smile and then turn away from her so that she can't overhear what you're saying in a low voice. "...well, as long as you do not have me being in the same bed as the two of you in mind, I am drawing a line in the sand at that." you think back to what your stoic, reserved eldest sibling's personal life.

"Oh," Felice giggles, "the bed is the least exciting place to do such things~"

Although you've always admired him, the two of you have never been close. The five children in your family had always been scattered through the rooms in your ancestral castle, very spread out from one another both physically and emotionally. Even though your mother and father had gone the conventional and expected route of having a large family - anything less than three children is considered odd for an established magical bloodline, while small families are considered unseemly and low-class - they were honestly never that interested in any of you. Not in a cold-bloodedly neglectful way, but there was always a subtle pressure to hurry along and let them get back to their social lives... a family meal together a few nights a week, a half hour of talk about how your day had been, a monthly letter while away at school, and that's all. And Aegidius was much the same. Unlike your little sisters and middle brother, he'd been too old to ever play together with you. You honestly can't remember Aegidius ever mentioning a woman (or man) in his life and he's definitely not married. He's always been brooding, intense, and devoted to his studies and various causes.

Well then, you say to yourself, talking yourself into it... what is the harm in letting her try? In fact, it will be good to deflate Felice's bloated ego a bit. You'll get to needle her a little when Aegidius brushes her off. "Alright. I will find a way to get you some time alone with him, Felice."

Suddenly there is a crackle and zap. You and Felice whirl around to see Milly standing there with her wand in her hand! She is pointing it at that huge glass-surfaced picture box in the center of the room, and little streamers of smoke are coming from the edges of the device, along with a smell of ozone. "M-Milly!" you say awkwardly. "Vhat are you doing? Did you not hear my brother say we are only to use our magic in emergencies?!"

Milly pouts. "But... I've never been allowed to look at a picture box before and I wanted to tell my brothers about it... I heard they are powered by electricity, so I was just trying to turn it on with a little low-powered lightning spell." Belatedly, she starts fanning away the smoke with her hand and tucks her wand back into the pocket of her sweater.

Naturally, Felice immediately pounces and goes over to Milly, who shrinks away from her. "Oh, perhaps you will need to do an extra favor for Franziska so that she does not tell that fearful, imposing brother of hers that you were meddling with things? I have a few ideas I could share with you..." Milly scrunches her face and raises her fist as if she's about to say something defiant.

In a turn of luck for her, the smoke just finishes drifting away before Aegidius walks back into the room. Kinzie is still nowhere to be found. "So, erm..." you begin awkwardly, wondering how you are going to handle this.

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Franziska has 4 XP. Character sheet:

Franziska Weber

House Leontes (House Trait: Bravery; House Sex Move: Charm).

Traits: Ambition +1, Bravery +2, Cunning +2, Diligence -1.

Extra Spells: COMMAND (forbidden)

Friends: Chen Teung (Minerval), Berthold (Leontes), Felice (Draconis), Milly (Leontes)

Enemies: Samara, Kinzie [narratively Kinzie was already an enemy so this action simply squares it with the system, which I'm only using loosely at this point anyway]