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Vicky looked out her car window as she was heading to Amira’s apartment for a girls-only movie night. She looked up towards the building and walked up with her movie: Four Weddings and an Orgy. It didn’t take long for Vicky to find parking, enter the building, and reach Amira’s apartment.

“Hey Blaze, it’s Aqua. You home?” Vicky rang, knocking on the door.

“Yeah, I’m coming!” Vicky heard, waiting a bit before Amira opened the door, wearing only a white tank top and a pair of black briefs. “Oh sweet, you got the movie I wanted to see!”

“Yeah, you’d think there’d be four movies. But why this one?” Vicky asked, holding the DVD from Buckblaster up in front of her.

“It’s about this guy who goes to three weddings, gets involved in a massive orgy, and then gets married in it… somehow,” Amira poorly explained. Vicky raised a brow at this, but she’s seen worse.

“So… is it a porn or…?”

“Yeah, kind—Wait a fuck. Did you just say, ‘a porn?’”

“Yes…?”

“Aqua… you don’t say, ‘a porn.’ You either say, ‘a porno,’ or just, ‘porn!’”

“Oh… my bad,”  Vicky laughed awkwardly as Amira patted her back.

“You really gotta get with the rest of us, Aqua,” Vicky gave a pout at that. “Also if ya want, you can lighten the wardrobe a bit if you need to.”

Vicky’s face flushed at that. Then again, she did feel the heat from the apartment was warmer than usual, even for that of a fire elemental. “I’ll keep that in mind, but I’m okay for now.”

“Suit yourself,” Amira said, popping the DVD in the player and heading to the kitchen. “I got snacks. What do you want?”

Vicky turned around, but suddenly found herself unable to answer. She got a good look at the backside of her best female friend as the taller woman began searching through her cabinets for the junkiest of junk foods for them both.

“Let’s see… no, no… okay that’s definitely not it. Okay this’ll do,” as Amira rattled off, she was unknowingly swaying her hips, Vicky’s eyes following the dark tanned cheeks hidden under the black cloth. Vicky’s tongue felt dry at this, gulping nervously. “So… I’m still waiting for an answer!”

“Sorry, sexy! I mean, Blaze!” Vicky shouted, covering her mouth immediately afterwards. Amira raised a brow at this, but got an amused smirk as she wiggled her butt more.

“Something you like?” She teased as she snickered at her friend’s red cheeks. “As flattered as I am, I do want an answer.”

“Ch-chips are fine for me,” Vicky answered with a blush. Amira then got some bags of potato chips of different flavors. Vicky quickly went to the living room as she sat herself back down, trying to calm herself while Amira came in with her own chips, some dip and a couple six packs.

Amira grabbed the remote and turned on the movie as she set the chip bag in her lap and set one in Vicky’s laptop. “Hope ya like salt n’ vinegar. It’s either that or honey barbecue and them’s chips are mine.”

“Uh, no bowls?”

“Don’t feel like doing dishes, this is fine,” Amira reassured as they looked at the TV; the movie had started playing. The movie’s star, an attractive orc of a man, was quick to get things spicy by introducing himself in only tight briefs after the title when he woke up.

“Oh… wow…” Vicky’s blush became a deeper shade of purple as she saw the tightness of his shorts, all while Amira was eating it up as she ate her chips.

“You know, it’s time like this where I consider, ‘You know what? Maybe I am into guys.’ I mean… look at that cake…!”

“Y-Yeah…” Vicky gulped, getting to a bit of a panic. It wasn’t unknown that she was into both guys and girls, so she can see why Amira would see this guy as an, “exception.” However, the only cake on her mind was Amira’s still, so two in one night was just torture.

They watched as the handsome orc found himself as the best man for his cousin’s wedding, where the wife to be was a sexy fox woman.

“And now I’m reminded why I’m into women so much,” Amira pointed out, digging into her bag of chips. Vicky, on the other hand, felt her own hand dig into… something else.

Vicky looked at Amira as the latter watched the screen as the fox woman and orc got to edge each other. She blushed as she started to play with herself as she watched the fox girl suck off the orc.

“Damn she can really work her mouth, that is some pro work,” Amira commented as Vicky just made a small affirmation noise, trying to keep her activity secret. She tried to mask the activity by loudly chomping on chips.

After they saw his affair scene, he’s seen having to help with a second wedding of a bookish looking werewolf—which confused both a bit—and a thicc looking vampire girl, who looked at the protagonist with a seductive smirk.

“Damn, these girls are wild,” Amira chuckled as they watched as while the werewolf was doing some work, the orc was going down on the vampire girl’s pussy and she was biting her lip to hold back her moans. Vicky bit her own lip as she was going at it as she watched it, imagining herself in the vampire’s place. “Hey Aqua, you doing okay?”

In a panic, Vicky quickly got both hands up as she looked at Amira, “Mmm—! I—Yeah, I’m fine! Why?” she asked nervously.

“You getting excited from this? If you need to cool off, you can,” Amira suggested as she saw the sweat. Vicky nodded as she just ditched her sweater, leaving herself in her blouse. 

“Aaah, yeah. That helped, totally!” Vicky giggled, giving a nervous smile as Amira gave a raised brow in return.

“If ya need to take off more, you can. It’s just us, ya know,” Vicky went wide eyed as her cheeks felt even hotter.

“Y-you sure?” After Amira nodded, Vicky lifted her lower body up as she slowly and awkwardly removed her jeans, leaving herself in her top and her panties. As she did this, they saw as the orc had a small talk with the first party before meeting his boss, whose daughter was getting married and he was asked to help organize it.

“So his cousin, his friend and his boss? Damn that’s a power move. Least now we know why he was in three weddings,” Amira commented as they saw him look at the mid twenties daughter, a mermaid-like woman-similar in race to Miranda but with more shark traits. The orc, while attractive, was a bit older than her but there did get a noticeable attraction between them.

Enough that a few scenes later, while during a meeting, the two snuck off and started screwing in the hotel bathroom. Vicky made sure Amira was focused on the screen before going back to her earlier activity, secretly fingering herself while watching cinematic porn next to her friend. It was getting harder to hide her moans, especially given the scenes kept escalating.

Suddenly she felt a hand on top of hers, as she saw Amira looking at her dead in the eye, smirking. “Well, well, aren’t you naughty?” She brought Vicky’s slick hand out of her panties. Before Vicky could say anything, Amira licked up her fingers. “Mmm… tasty~!”

“Amira, I—!” Before Vicky could say anything else, Amira brought her hand down between her own legs and her face erupted when she felt something moist… and wasn’t spit.

“How about you use those fingers on me, Aqua? Only fair to help the host, and I was trying to be polite and not play with myself while watching hotties get boned.” Amira then reached down and took her briefs off, revealing her naked lower body. “If you play nice, I’ll pay you back~!”

Vicky nodded as she used her free hand to also remove her own panties as they saw the big moment about to start up; how a set up of three weddings spawned an orgy. As this started, Vicky began to finger Amira, blushing as she felt how warm she was. Amira, in turn, pulled Vicky in for a kiss as both began to finger each other.

The kiss got very heated, no pun intended, as Amira brought Vicky in deep as she fingered the undead girl as she in turn used her fingers on her, finding her G-spot integrity process. Both used their elemental abilities a bit; Amira making her fingers give a soothing warmth while Vicky made her fingers give stimulating jolts.

Their moans mingled with the actors in the movie as they were giving into debauchery too, the taller girl pinning Vicky to the couch as they fiddled with each other. Soon however both screamed into each other’s mouths as they both orgasmed.

They broke the kiss, panting as a line of drool connected their lips still as they gave each other heated glances. “Oh… wow…”

“Fuck Vicky… that was so fucking hot…” Amira said as she cleaned her fingers. Vicky, in a lustful daze, followed her example. “… Movie’s over. Wanna take this to my room?”

Vicky stared at her as she saw her stand up and ditch her shirt… Vicky followed soon after as both naked girls dashed for Amira’s bedroom, leaving their snacks and clothes behind.

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Welp. That happened last night. Vicky and one of her closest friends since middle school… fucked. And you know what? There were no regrets either way. Both knew what they liked and didn’t like in girls now. Turns out Amira liked being on top, but wasn’t into Electroplay. Vicky, on the other hand, loved the latter, and was apparently a huge sub, especially for aggressive types who were surprisingly tender.

Nevertheless, the next day at school was a bit awkward, especially when their other two friends, Brian and Oz, were concerned. It was rather obvious by how Vicky had a bit of a limp and Amira had an afterglow smirk brighter than the sun. Yeah. it was that obvious that both had sex recently. Both guys blushed a bit as they realized the quiet implications, but they didn’t judge it, especially as they had to be lying to say that the mental image wasn’t hot and they’d likely react the same if it was them that turned a bro night into a one-night-stand.

So the four carried on their day while keeping up with classes. Vicky’s next class after lunch was Art, and she was partnered with the school’s biggest art nerd; Liam. She was to be his model for a painting and him in turn to practice drawing real monsters. To get proportions right… and honestly part of the reason she took the class was to see the models. She’s cute, not naïve.

But to be the one being drawn? That was a new thing, especially given she did have a crush on Liam at one point. It was still there, thus why he was a choice for prom for her, but still…

“Ah Victoria, perfect timing. I just asked the Professor if I could get us a private room,”

“Heh, as prepared as ever, Liam. Impressive,”

“I had spent 400 years as a vampire. You’d think they’d understand my own art form by now, but I guess my proportions are a little off. Luckily I got a good partner for that—” Both looked awkward as he realized how he said that.

“So are you saying I’m well proportioned?”

“W-Well, I-I mean—! You are well shaped—I mean well stocked—I mean… I’ll just stop talking because I am falling into that dumb trend of a guy getting tongue tied and that is so 2009.”

Vicky couldn’t help but giggle at Liam trying to act so nonchalant when he’s such an adorkable guy deep down. They soon arrived at the studio that was set up for them as they saw the divider to change out of their clothes for the robe.

“I’ll go first. You set up,” Liam nods as he had the drawing board set up, catching a glimpse of Vicky’s silhouette from behind the folding screen. His eyes widened as he saw her shadow stripping.

Liam got the canvas set up, his cheeks turning fuschia as he saw the shadow bend, showing the roundness of her butt in the shadows as she removed her pants… with his own pants starting to get tighter. The downside of being a vampire? Even without a heartbeat, awkward hardons still happen.

“I’m coming out,” Vicky called out as she came out, wearing a… rather loose fitting robe, her naked body hidden under it. Liam nearly snapped his pencil in half as he caught a glimpse of it as she walked up her post for the drawing. “So…?”

“Uhh… I…” Liam had no words, but went straight to his work, trying to capture Vicky’s petite form on canvas with paints. He drew her body first, as he made sure to get her shape ready… Despite her form, he can’t help but notice how… big some assets were. Likely due to her height.

Vicky sat still the best she could, but couldn’t help but feel flustered as one of her crushes drew her while she was practically nude… and it also excited her a bit. She couldn’t help but squirm as she tried to control herself. For all she knew, he was so focused on painting her, he felt nothing of it. Just because she hoped he did, doesn’t necessarily mean he got it hard for her.

Little did she know, that was exactly the case. He tried to keep his position behind the canvas to make sure she didn’t see the bulge, though, as he didn’t want a classy girl like Victoria to think he was—perish the thought—vulgar. Other high schoolers were vulgar. Other high schoolers had indecent thoughts about their classmates. Not him!

He silently cursed his high class when around the sexy girl, as those same other high schoolers likely would have made a move on a beautiful girl like Victoria while he had to keep his standards and do things. Oh, he could only dream of having her level of unpopularity. After all, there’s nothing less mainstream than someone at the bottom of the pecking order. They didn’t have to try but there they were, at the bottom… and Vicky couldn’t care less.

He didn’t ogle her. Nono. He wasn’t staring at the sexy body before him in a perverse manner. He idolized her, envied her even, for her status, and cursed his own popularity. She was the enviable spot of, “cool loser,” as the tropers call it? The person who would usually be popular, but circumstances put them at the pecking order’s bottom rung but they didn’t care due to natural confidence.

He had to keep up appearances, had to keep his focus, had to not stare at the near full exposure of the plantable cleavage or the small hint of her—

“Gaaah!” he said as he realized he was just about to put in her privates in the painting, his fuschia color getting deeper and his pants only getting tighter. If he made this, he’d look perverse. What would everyone think if he exposed her like that even in art form?!

“Liam, are you okay?”

“I—uh, yes! Everything is good here, I just uh… almost used the wrong shade of aquamarine for the shading,” he said in a slightly nervous tone… trying to ignore that she has changed her seating position and he can see right between her legs! Was she tempting him on purpose or was she unaware?!

“… What’s wrong? What’s really wrong?”

Crap. She caught on. Liam sighed in defeat as he turned around, contemplating on whether to tell and/or show her. After a few seconds of silence, Liam got up, unable to hide it any longer. Vicky’s eyes widened at the bulge… and despite his slim body, it was pretty pronounced. It wasn't crazy big, but for his build it may as well have been.

“Did I… cause that?” She had a pinkness to her own cheeks, a bit flattered in a weird way that her crush was actually turned on by her. That added a +10 to her confidence. Now if only confidence was actually a useful stat in this game of life.

“Oh, think nothing of it,” Liam answered, going back to that nonchalant manner he was known for, as if his jeans weren’t suffocating him. “When you’re undead for as long as I am, you end up with a… stiffness.”

“… Liam, I’m also undead. I can still get horny, so… it’s not that odd to think you can be too,” Victoria said in her own blunt way, eyes flat. Double crap! She saw right through that! She just stepped down and walked towards him, giving him a kiss as her hand undid his pants. “Want me to help?”

“I-if you must, I will not stop you…” he said nervously, trying to keep his cool even as she did this, gulping nervously as he watched her hands unzipped, finally letting his cock breathe.

Oh boy. She was thinking on the fly here. It was one thing to finger another girl, but to actually jack off a guy? She didn’t have that experience! Oh well… guess she had to wing it.

First step? Ditch the robe in case it would get dirty from what was to come, which only made the cock that sprang out twitch in excitement to see her in all her naked glory. Second step? It looked big enough for her hand to wrap around so… that. Third step? Kiss him again so he can loosen up on this cool bravado he had. Also, in the event he came, no one could hear either of them with their lips on each other.

… It seemed to be working, with Liam rather amazed at her rather bold moves as she kissed him deeply, one of her hands massaging the slender dick while the other held him steady against her. He kissed her back, ever the gentleman even as this naked maiden was jerking him off. His own hands grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling her even closer to him.

She gave a squeak at that but continued, even as her bosom pressed against his vest as her hand slid on the cock. His hands then traveled south, resting on her hips as her own movements caused him to twitch. That had to be a good sign as her free hand went around his neck, moaning as she deepened the kiss. 

Soon enough the kiss was a full on make out session, his hands gripping her tighter as her hand slid faster, both lost in the moment. All of a sudden, Liam pulled her face off of his, struggling to catch his breath for the first time in a long time.

“You… you close?” Liam nodded at this, his face flushed as she looked him in the eye. “Go ahead… It’s okay. I’ll just make sure there won’t be a big mess.”

“How would—?” His voice was cut off as he felt her palm go around the head and started circling it, rubbing the dark purple head in her soft palm. Then he felt her lips again in the same spot he felt his length enter her lips. Whatever couldn’t fit in her mouth, she was still using her hand for.

A very strong primal instinct formed in his mind, but Liam didn’t want to debase her like that… did he? Here she was… naked… on her knees… with his cock in her mouth. Would he get another chance like this with her…? Before he could think up an answer, he let out a loud gasp as he felt himself achieve climax.

Vicky was surprised at how… much there was though as she felt him unleash: guess he never took care of himself, so he was badly blueballed. She could only do one thing with this; she started to swallow what she could to not leave a big mess in the classroom.

Liam shuddered as he heard her gulping, his face still flushed as he had basically unleashed a torrent down her throat. What would she think of him now?!

“That was so fucking hot. You… you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.” That wasn’t what he expected as he looked down and saw a really alluring sight: Vicky with his cock next to her cheek, her blue eyes giving a alluring gaze and a very pleased smile. That moment didn’t last, though, as she got back up and made her way back to pose. “So… how did you have me?”

Liam just nodded, zipping himself back up so he could get back to work. The rest of the period went smoothly, even if she reassured him that a naked portrait would be fine since he was worried about that. She felt very emboldened, and as a plus, it would be so much more classy if they did it like that, right?

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Vicky was dazed for the rest of the school day. She blew Liam, like it was no big deal! She took him by the cock, made out with him and then sucked him off! She couldn’t know how to feel: one part of her was embarrassed, one part of her was happy and the other was… excited.

Suddenly, she felt herself being grabbed from behind, hand forced over her mouth as she was dragged away. She found herself behind the gym, under the bleachers as she looked and saw white fur with mushrooms growing out—Oh shit! It’s Tate and Violet!

“You!” the mushroom growled, not letting go of the girl. Her mostly dormant boyfriend was awake for once, his white-out eyes narrowed. Of all days to not be in a zombified—no offense, Brian!—state, why today?! “You caused my boyfriend’s eyes to wander!”

Wait… what?! She was wearing what she wore every day for the past… I don’t know! Four years?!

“What are you on about, Violet?” Vicky asked, getting Tate’s hand off her mouth. “I always wear this!”

“I meant at gym class! You were bending over to give him a look at your fat ass!” … She was mad… about her stretching in her gym uniform?!

“Wait. Fat ass?! Hey! Just because you don’t have one doesn’t mean you can call mine fat!”

“What did you say ’bout Vi?” the yeti growled… ah shit, he was actually awake. And he was now mad. This just got worse. Still keeping a hold of her, he began searching through his gym bag, finally settling on a tennis ball, shoving it in her mouth.

She tried to vocalize her annoyance, but then saw fibrous stuff come from Violet’s mushrooms to keep the ball in place, making a makeshift ball gag so she couldn’t spit it out. He moved his hand away, looking at his girl.

“Whatcha want me to do?” he asked in a gruff voice, deep and reseating. The tiny shroom shivered, clearly into it.

“Punish her, obviously!” she answered. “Make her sorry for causing you to go astray!”

“And how do you want me to do that?” he asked as he grabbed Vicky, who was panicking given he was a good two feet taller than her.

“I think you know…” Violet answered, given their minds, as well as everything else, were linked… he did know. Vicky yelped in concern as he made her bend over his knee. “This is gonna hurt you more than it’ll hurt us.”

She felt a breeze as she, from the corner of her eye, saw him pull her pants down, revealing her panties as he raised a very large hand before—

SMACK!  

Vicky squealed in shock, feeling the large palm smack both cheeks in one go; her eyes became the size of pins as she felt the yeti’s strength go through her short body. 

“One,” Tate said dully as he did it again, making her squeal again. “Two.” Another smack, “Three…”

“That’s it. One for every second you spent looking at her, thinking about her, thinking about putting that slutty body to work…”

Even with the next spank, Vicky couldn’t help but give a glare at the, “slut,” comment. However, as he went on, Vicky’s shrieks turned to moans. Was she enjoying this?

“Wow, you are a slut! Getting off on a punishment?!” Violet asked as Tate groaned, as she glared. “Hey! Keep that dick in control and keep using your ACTUAL brain, babe!” Was that what was poking her?! Vicky thought that was his racket handle! Regardless, that only made the, “punishment,” last longer. 

She began to moan more with each spank, her gag starting to get wet from drool as she felt the impacts get harder in Violet’s anger. Her eyes even started to roll back in pleasure after a bit. Her legs unconsciously began twitching as she closed them, trying to control herself. 

Finally, after what seemed like hours, the punishment came to an end. “Sixty-nine,” Tate finished counting, unaware of Vicky’s gagged laugh in her delirious state. That earned her one more spank. “Seventy.”

“Very good,” Violet cooed. Tate got Vicky off his lap at that, making the delirious girl groan as her butt was stinging hard. “I think we should leave her here. Maybe some strays can give her what she needs.” Tate just got up, grabbed his stuff, and left the gym, leaving Vicky with her pants down, mouth stuffed, and ass in pain… And very confused emotions on top of that.

It was later in the day when Vicky was able to get her mind straight, grabbing the ball and yanking it out of her mouth: the fibers thankfully dying. She needed to head home.

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Ahh, after school extracurriculars. It was a fun set of clubs to meet up with friends, even in Vicky’s case as she avoided Tate like the plague; who knows what other kind of crazy things that mushroom had in her their heads?

She had on her gym uniform as she decided to attend sports practice, thankfully far away from Tennis. Technically she was part of the Cheer Squad, but she decided to help the football team since their waterboy was, “out sick.” She rolled her eyes a bit as she heard the teasing howls from the pack.

“Two! Four! Six! Eight! Don’t diss Cheer! It’s really great!” Oh, she recognized that voice from anywhere. It was the gentle giant himself: Scott Howl. Unlike the other guys—being his cousins and Brian—Scott had an odd mix of natural charisma, himbo energy and the loyalty of a golden retriever. Hmm, perhaps that claim about having Golden Retriever in his blood was true.

“Hey big guy,” Vicky greeted as she gave him a friendly hug, despite being a good foot and a half shorter. He chuckled as he smiled at her.

“Hey Vicky! You’re helping us out?”

“Yeah, heard you boys need to keep your thirst down. So I’m here to get you guys hydrated.” Both laughed at her rather bad joke as she started filling the bottles. “None of the others on the squad volunteered, though, so it’s just me.”

“Aww… that’s a bummer. Ah well, you are really nice,” Scott complemented, though he couldn’t help but stare at her. He couldn’t help it! He had instincts, and those instincts were telling him, “Hot girl, go get! Mate! Fill her with pups!”

“Hello, Scott? You okay?” Vicky was worried since he looked concerned.

“I mean, it’s great that you’re helping and all, but…” he began, voice trailing off. His eyes left her face as he talked, going down towards her chest in her shell. “Uuuh…”

Vicky was confused but shrugged, finishing up the waters and bending down to put them in the cooler to chill. … Did the skirts have to be that short?

He kept his breathing under control, but he was standing next to a really attractive girl… but he was nervous given their noticable differences. Not in species but…

“Hey, seriously. You okay? You want to go somewhere more private if you don’t want your cousins to hear?” Vicky was aware he got teased by them at times, so she wanted to help. … But did she have to phrase it like that?

Vicky pulled him aside and brought him to the equipment shed. “You want me to say it? I’m not good with words like the others are…”

“Hey, don’t badmouth yourself,” Vicky scolded. His ears folded down at that, giving sad eyes. “Sorry… I just don’t want to hear you say bad things about yourself.”

“Sorry…”

“Don’t apologize, Scott. You know… I could help you.” His eyes widened at that—how did she know what he was feeling!? Could she read minds?! “So… let’s start from the top.”

Scott nodded and pulled her in for a kiss. … Not what she was expecting, but alright! She moaned into it, especially as his hands gripped her butt to get her within kissing distance to his lips. He was so strong, being able to lift her so easily. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, keeping a firm grip… Scott wished she got a firm grip onto something else.

She heard him give a sensual growl as the kiss continued, feeling him lower her, but soon saw him move at fast speed to strip himself down to nothing. Nothing was ripped, thankfully, but she was soon met with the naked form of Scott before she could think.

Her eyes went wide as she found that everything about him was big; his pecks, his biceps, his cock…! Her eyes zeroed in there, and gulped. Not out of nervousness… but excitement.

“Is that what you need help with?” she asked, stripping away her own uniform. He slowly nodded, his tail wagging fast as he saw her own naked body… his breeding instincts getting stronger as she was fully shown. “So how do you…?”

“Get me ready? Then I’ll get you ready?” He suggested. She got a bit of a hint at that as she didn’t need to go far, taking his cock in her mouth. He growled in pleasure at that, feeling her slather his thick rod in her spit. Instinctively, he felt himself thrusting hard, causing her to gag. His hand was on her head, making her unable to get off as he started to fuck her throat.

Some tears formed in her eyes, but outside of some trouble breathing, she wasn’t exactly against this. The most popular guy on the football team fucking the hell out of her face? Yes please.

After a bit, he pulled out of her, letting her breathe before she was on all fours. His face got in close to her privates and then she felt his tongue go in, making her moan aloud as she felt him tongue fuck her! He had a tight grip on her legs, not like she was going to crawl anywhere.

After giving dizzying pleasure with his tongue and getting her pussy plenty lubed, he grabbed her hips and got her up more. Her arms kept her steady as Scott, seemingly in a blind haze, thrusted forward. Vicky gave a pleasure-filled shriek at that, her eyes rolling back a bit as she felt him shove the thick rod in.

“Oh, Goddess! It’s so big…!”

“You like it…?” His voice was gruff but cautious, not wanting to hurt her even in his lust-filled state.

“Yes! Oh fuck, Scott, yes!” she shouted as he pounded her. She heard him growl in her ear at that validation, thrusts becoming faster and harder, and Scott becoming more carnal. Her face was likely very flushed and red as she felt him go hard into her.

“Gonna fuck you hard…! Gotta fuck Vicky hard…!” His tone was almost primal, and she couldn’t help but feel very flattered that he was this eager to screw her, even if her pussy felt he was much too big for her. However, that did make her cum, actually squirting a bit given how tight of a fit it was. Still, he didn’t stop, keeping up the pace until she felt something else go in, making her arms give up from underneath her.

“Oooooh fuck…! ” she screamed, her eyes rolling in pleasure as she felt the knot go inside of her. Even as Scott came, he kept fucking her, making sure not a single drop of his cum came out. That went on for a bit with him putting a few loads in, and she climaxed quite a number of times, leaving Vicky in a near pleasure coma as her tongue fell from her lips.

Scott still remained inside of her, giving slow, but just as hard, thrusts as he fucked the last load into her. “Aaah wow… thanks Vicky, you’re the best.”

“You… gotta do that… again sometime,” she slurred out, a very goofy grin on her face. Scott just got on top of her, the two sharing another kiss as he pulled out… or at least tried to. “Huh…?”

“… I’m stuck.” he said bluntly, making her groan a bit. Not from annoyance, but embarrassment. She was knotted! “Wanna cuddle?”

“… Yes please,” she mumbled as she held onto him, he went on his side as she laid with him, resting against his larger body. As they waited for the knot to detach, hoping to every god that no one needed to get something from the shed, they just laid there, enjoying each other’s company.

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Vicky applied sunscreen as she relaxed on her blue towel, dressed in her bikini as she wanted to enjoy the sun for a bit for the weekend. The sun was shining, the sand was warm beneath her toes, the sea was crashing on the shore…

… And no beach day was complete without the sounds of screams as havoc got wreaked. She adjusted her sunglasses as she looked around, basking in the sun before looking around for anyone who’d be willing to help her get the rest of her sunscreen on. 

“Oh. Hey, Narrator. Enjoying the beach too?”

Uhh… yes…?

“Mind helping me out? I need someone to get my back.”

Oh yeah. I did just narrate that part. Was no one else interested?

“Moreover, I don’t see any of my friends and, well, you’re here, and it’d be rude to not offer it to you, right?”

… I can see your logic there. Alright then. I’ll just bring my physical form out then. You know, the form you only see if you specifically seek for me in that hidden room in the cafeteria?

“Oh yeah. I forgot you had a physical form. Go ahead.”

I’ll ignore that, so here I come. Uh, you alright? You are staring quite hard at me. 

“… I also forgot how hunky you are. How are you this hot and just a narrator?” Ain’t that a story… and while the pondering occurred, Vicky flipped onto her front and relaxed.

So, taking the lotion in my hand, I, the Narrator, began to massage the lotion into Vicky’s skin. I took it upon myself to undo the back of her bikini top to better lather it in.

“Mmm… your hands are quite soft~! I also forgot how velvety your voice was when narrating… sensual scenes.”

Now Vicky, if I wasn’t fully aware, I would naïvely ask you if you were trying to seduce me.

“Is it working?”

… Yes. Yes it was.

“Well you just said you undid my top, so who’s really trying to seduce whom?”

You want sunscreen on your swimsuit?

“Good point… but what about my bottom half then, smart guy?”

Good point. I suppose I shall move these down your legs then. Will say, your design is very old school, in a good way; petite but with the right curves.

“Thank you. Ooh~! Sorry, my butt’s a bit sore.”

Oh, don’t I know it…!

“…”

…

“You fucking voyeur.”

H-hey! It’s not my fault my omniscience made me fully aware that you are a formerly-closeted nymphomaniac.

“Fair… though not big on being called that, you are the one who would know us best in these situations…”

Yep, so I know you’re gonna enjoy it when I do this.

“Aaaaah~! I just said I was sore down there!”

But you enjoy it nonetheless.

“Sh… shut up.”

Hehehehe. You’re fun to tease, especially given that I know all your weak spots.

“Shit. You do.”

So say I stick a finger in here and—yep, there is the G-spot. And there you are, with your cute whines as I move them within you.

“Oh yes…!”

And that’s just two fingers, let’s see how you do with three? Yep, and getting more excited if the moisture is anything to go by.

“Oh, just fuck me, already!”

Well, ask and you shall receive. How big do you want it? Given I can say however big I can be with my abilities, I’ll give you the choice. Think of it as your usual choices I have you make with my help.

“Well… I’ve only really been fucked by Scott, but… maybe go with your natural size for this?”

Fair enough. I’ll just ditch the speedo and you shall see what’s beneath it. Fair warning: the tightness doesn’t actually fully show it, given the art limits.

“Sure. Lemme just get on my back. … What? I’m relieving you of some of your narrating duties. Also will say; nice cock~!”

Aww, now you’re spoiling me.

“Just get on top of me, already!”

Needy needy… you want me to top you that badly? Alright, how is this then?

“Ahh~! That’s it…! Fuck me~!”

Aaaah yes, nice and tight! Just as described, and fits perfectly in.

“Oh, Goddess, yes! H-How are you this good…?!”

Again, I know all your weak spots. That means I know the perfect way to fuck you!

“Fuck…! I’m cumming already…!”

Case in point…

“Hush!”

Alright then; I’ll just use your boobs as leverage while I pound you into this 10 Money towel.

“It’s not that cheap…”

I rather not argue price gauging while fucking a hot girl on the beach.

“You… you really think I’m hot?!”

I keep forgetting you have self esteem issues; yes, you are literally given one of the most attractive designs. You should see the artwork of you. … Actually don’t; it may actually be scarier than anything Leonard may own. 

“Can… can I just rest my feet on your shoulders? Fuck; I’m gonna do it anyway!”

… You have no idea how many people like feet, or how much people like feet. But hey, this position makes it easier to get another part of you.

“Oooh~! Grabbing my ass while fucking me now? AHH!”

Cheeky…! Of course given how nice this ass is, you got a good excuse to be.

“Boo! That was a terrible pun! AHH!”

Want me to go harder?

“With spanking me or fucking me? Because it’s… it’s yes either way!”

Luckily, I know you don’t got a lot planned for the next couple hours so we got plenty of time! So just relax and enjoy my roughhousing.

“Ahh…! Make me cum again…! Please…!”

Ask and you shall receive. As often as you want! No need to be coy, just let go and embrace this!

“AAAAAH FUCK…! YESSSSSSS…!”

Goddamnit, it’s making me cum too…!

“Ahh, fuck it in me…!”

Agh! Yes…! Take it…!

“Let’s… let’s just bask in the sun as… as we…”

Let me lie down, get you on top of me. There we are…

“Mmm… filled me right up…!”

Heh, good thing we both got sunscreen on. Wouldn’t want a bad sunburn to ruin this.

“Mind… mind closing this out? I’m just gonna take a nap on your pecs…” Vicky asked as she, indeed, fell asleep on the pecs of the Narrator, which is me.

Welp, I got a naked lady napping on top of me. I think that’s a great ending for this chapter… of life!

Chapter Text

In the afternoon after Vicky got her world completely and totally rocked by a monochrome God with no eyes, but all of the pecs and abs and—

“Don’t oversell yourself.”

You were the one screaming.

“… Yes, but I don’t like people with big egos.”

… Yeah, that doesn’t check out with some of the love interests. 

“Can we get back to the story, please?”

Oh. Of course. Anyway…

That afternoon, after she got cleaned up and changed back to her usual clothes, Vicky was enjoying the park while having a nice coffee-based beverage and a half-sub sandwich to re-energize. Suddenly, she saw a burlap sack go over her head.

“Hey!” she cried as she felt herself being dragged away. Any hints she had to her location was the sound of her kidnapper’s boots crunching fallen twigs. 

“You really had to bag her though?” she heard a muffled voice ssk.

“I don’t want her trying anything funny. ‘Sides, just needed to get her somewhere private to… talk,” a second voice argued.

“Hello! What is going on?!”

“Quiet you!”

Vicky grunted in annoyance before she felt herself be tossed into a… balloon-like feel. Was this an air mattress?

“Can I get this off my head now?”

“I don’t see why not,” with the permission given, Vicky yanked the bag off… to see a smirking mask attached to a cloud of green smoke. Accompanying them was a shorter, tanned, but more muscular girl with an intense look in her eyes. 

“Oh. Hey Aaravi. Hi, Hex…”

“Hello Schmidt, been awhile. So… you want to explain something?” asked the Slayer, glaring down at her.

“… Explain… what?” Vicky looked confused, but Hex had an amused smile. 

“She wants to know why you have been… what’s the nice way to put it…” Hex asked, tapping their wooden chin with a ghostly finger.

“Spreading your legs for everyone, it’s kind of out of character for you. I expect that behavior from that hedonistic ghost or even that manslut Damien…”

“Don’t slutshame.”

“So you admit you’re a slut then?”

“… Well okay, maybe a little. But it’s not something you should shame people for! Why do you care?”

“She’s jealous that you fucked Liam.”

“HEX!”

“… Technically it was just a handjob and blowjob, I haven’t actually slept with him yet…”

“So you want to?!”

“Like I said; jealous~!” Hex laughed at their partner’s flustered glare. “But I suggested you two exchange olive branches instead of her just, ‘unplugging your sockets,’ as it were.”

“… So you kidnapped me and took me to your hangout in a cave?” Aaravi just gave Vicky a glare, hiding a bit of a pout. 

“She wanted to do the bag thing and we can’t exactly bring a girl with a bag over her head to most motels that aren’t owned by the Oberlins,” Hex cleared up, ever the helpful spirit. 

“Alright… So Aaravi, how do you want to compromise? I’m willing to do anything,”

“This was Hex’s idea. So I’m waiting to see what they have in mind,” Aaravi explained as she looked at her partner. “Cause apparently my idea was, ‘too violent.’”

“Think of this as a way to get closer, given you wall off a lot of potential friends, Aaravi,”

“Have you been reading Norah’s therapy books or something?!”

“Yeah. You should probably give it a try.” Both girls rolled their eyes a bit given the situation. “Now the first step is to be fully exposed to each other.”

“Huh?” both girls asked at once, confused.

“Both of you. Get naked,” Hex said bluntly. “It’s a sign of trust that neither of you is hiding anything.”

“… Oh, really? Well, this feels easier than I thought.” Vicky stood up and started with stripping off her sweater. She saw Aaravi, while glaring at her accursed companion, reluctantly doing the same with her armor. She was avoiding watching, even if she snuck some glances, but turned around when she saw Vicky was checking her out. 

Soon both were nude; Vicky’s petite hourglass shape contrasting Aaravi’s similarly petite, but very firm build. Vicky couldn’t help but stare at her six pack. 

“Good. Now, Aaravi, here’s something for you,” Hex’s eyes glowed as they made an item appear from some magic; it was a pair of leather panties with a faintly curved rod attached to the crotch, the rod in question covered with runes carved in it.

“… A strap-on?” Vicky asked as she saw the Slayer look over it in confusion. This was clearly a magic item she’s never received before. 

“Skinship is a healing tool in some cultures, so I’m thinking if you let her have a go at you, then she can unleash her frustrations… without homicide,” Hex explained as Vicky nodded, watching Aaravi trying to put it on. But she almost put it on backwards, showing some of her inexperience. 

“Here, let me help,” Vicky got onto her knees in front of the shorter girl, helping her get it in the right direction so the rod was sticking outward as Aaravi gave a grunt in thanks before sliding it on, the item smacking her chin as it swayed in front of her.

“Mind lubing it up? It may get a nice surprise,” Hex suggested as they watched. Vicky took the rod in her hand and brought it to her mouth like she did with her male conquests…

And she heard Aaravi moan a bit, the usually tough girl going rigid as she felt a jolt of pleasure go through her when Vicky started. Vicky didn’t stop though, her curiosity was now piquing.

“Aaaaah…!” The monster hunter groaned as she felt the jolts through her, hearing the sounds of Vicky’s mouth and tongue slathering the faux dick.

“Huh. So you feel it too, huh?”Aaravi nodded at the question, groaning in pleasure as Vicky stopped, getting the full rod out of her mouth as she looked at her with half-addled eyes, panting as she got her breath back.

… Though something about that sight really revved up the Slayer as she grabbed Vicky by the shoulders and dragged her back over to the mattress, Vicky yelping at the rough play of the shorter girl, a bit turned on with how strong she was.

“So tell me, Schmidt… how do you want me to fuck you?” the Slayer asked in a slightly aggressive tone, making Vicky shiver a bit given Aaravi was clearly getting into it, so why not indulge a bit?

“Well, you’re frustrated, right?” Vicky asked. “Why not take it out on me?”

“That’s why I am asking… Do you want me to take you on your back or on all fours like a bitch?” Her tone was aggressive still, though there was a huskiness to it as Vicky just licked her lips to get some moisture back into them.

“Let me just get into position, then…” Vicky said, lying down on the mattress, letting Aaravi get on top of her. Aavari lifted her legs up a bit over her shoulders as she shoved the strap on, both girls moaning at her rough thrust inside of her. However after that, the thrusts were a lot more steady but still fierce; the girl using her training to help her keep steady while fucking the hottie under her.

“Take… this…!”

“Aaah fuck yes…!” Vicky gasped and moaned as she felt the strong hips collide her softer ones. The mattress under them bounced at how hard they were going at it.

“Fuck…!” Aaravi grabbed her by the head and shoved her tongue into Vicky’s mouth, making the nerdy girl gasp but moan into it. Her arms went around the monster fighter’s neck as she was fucked into the inflated bed.

But as they made out, Vicky squealed as she ended up cumming around the cock, tightening around the unknown magic material. That, in turn, made Aaravi nearly scream in pleasure as she came too from the sudden constructive feeling. Both broke the kiss, a line of drool connecting their tongues.

“Ohh… fuck…” Vicky panted as she saw a lustful grin on Aaravi’s face.

“That’s… just round one~!” the monster hunter growled. “You aren’t getting out of this so easily.”

“… Threatening me with a good time, huh?”

“Oh it’s no threat; it’s a promise!”

… Hex had already gone through two bags of Scott Snacks at this point, and they were gonna need more as the two girls went for another round.

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Vicky sighed as she exited the bus, making sure her hair was straight in a window as she walked out. After five rounds with Aaravi and her making up for the sexy time with dinner, she wanted to make sure she didn’t have any twigs or other cave stuff in her hair.

After making sure her skunk stripe was in good condition, she started walking down the street when she saw someone walking out of a trunk the bus had with bags filled with oddities; it was one of the Z’Gord Worshipers, one of the three guys who adopted Zoe after her reformation.

Unlike the other dozen followers, those three stayed the most loyal to her even when she came out as a girl to them and wanted to live as a high school student instead of a dark god. Honestly? Good for her, and good for them for accepting her for who she was.

The man did notice her however and walked up with the bag. “Ah. You are one of the Mistress’s classmates, yes?”

“Yep, that’s me. Vicky’s the name by the way. I am pretty sure we met when my friends and I… kinda… sorta… helped you summon Zoe,” Vicky said awkwardly as the man adjusted his mask, as if to get a better look.

“Aaah yes, now I remember. You were the one who hit the grandmaster with the punchbowl.” Vicky cringed a little, remembering how chaotic Zoe’s first day was when she and the others had to stop the cult before things got too wild.

“Yeah… sorry about that, again. Good to see you guys are adjusting to suburbia though,” Vicky said with a chuckle as the man gave a laugh.

“Are you needed anywhere? I could use a hand with these bags,” the Cultist asked as Vicky gave a nod, taking a few of the bags. She could feel his gaze on her butt, but she was used to it after a while. Plus, it’s not like she could actually call it out; the guy is wearing a mask, so she can’t even say she could tell his eyes were there.

“What are these anyway? Groceries?”

“Eh, a mix of that and some items I thought the mistress would like. We are trying to find a way to cheer up Lady Zoe since she has been acting odd these past couple days, we are trying all the things we could think of to get her something she’d like,” Vicky couldn’t help but frown at hearing that these guys were wanting to help Zoe out.

“Aww… sucks to hear that Zoe isn’t feeling good, but good on you guys for being responsible stepdads” she commended, making him chuckle a bit as they boarded off the bus.

“Well, I am not sure if that is the correct term for us, but we do wish to keep her safe and well adjusted to her new role, especially given the potential evolution of our order with it,” the cultist explained as they went inside. The inside of the house was oddly quaint, except for the paintings that kinda stood out from the carbon-copy market house that most of the neighborhood had.

Vicky looked up and saw the paintings were likely new artistic depictions of, “Z’Gord,” with Zoe’s new form, trying to show off both her great power and her actual tastes. It was actually well made, Vicky noted as she sets the bags in the kitchen, which was also filled with odd things like things that look like a mix of the usual kitchen supplies and sacrificial tools.

“Aaaah, you have arrived with the offerings?” The Grandmaster asked, coming up with the third of the trio. The man paused as he saw Vicky and she gave an awkward wave.

“Uh… hey… uh… new robes?” she asked nervously, trying to do small talk given their last full interaction wasn’t the best. The Grandmaster just gave a curt nod as they looked at her.

“So, you are here to help us, Miss?” the third asked as Vicky looked confused, looking at the one she came in with.

“Ah yes… I was just about to ask. I heard Zoe was feeling down.”

“She is currently going through, how they say, ‘body dysmorphia.’ I believe it is in part due to her still getting used to her chosen mortal form, given the centuries she spent in the form of Z’Gord and what not,” the Grandmaster explained. “Even a being as powerful as her would still need some, as they say, ‘growing pains.’”

“Aaah, that’s not good. So what do you need my help with? I am into fashion, so I could make her some outfits? Help her get comfortable in her own skin?” The three nod at the idea, though they were looking over her body.

“Hmm… well, we did have an idea of an older scripture involving a virgin sacrifice if we were needing a dire thing…”

…

Vicky gave a very awkward look as she stuttered, “Uh… I-I don’t think I’d be able to, um, qualify for that idea…”

“Why not? Mistress Zoe simply needs a new body. And given she identifies as a woman, that means a female, or at least female-presenting, body,”

“Maybe, but uh… I am… not… a… virgin?” she slowly confessed, her grin getting more and more wide but also more clearly nervous. Her head shrunk down a bit as well, likely trying to hide in her sweater as the three men were standing there paused, looking at each other as if to silently ask, “Uh…what do we do with that information?”

“Perhaps we could make do,” the Grandmaster decided. “Of course she would need an inspection done first before we do anything else.”

“Inspection? What do you—Whoa!” She was then grabbed by the three men and taken up to their sleeping chambers, which was right below Zoe’s room in the two-floor house. It had three simple beds as well as a dresser full of the same robes and other items.

As soon as they arrived, they shut the door behind them. While the two others moved the beds closer to make one larger bed for the inspection, Vicky was forcefully stripped by the Grandmaster and, soon, his two associates.

“H-Hey! Easy!” she yelped out as she was soon nude before the three men; all a bit older than her past few partners. All of her past partners were in their early twenties, or at least presented as those ages in Amira and Liam’s cases. These guys were at minimum in their late 30s from what she can guess given no one has ever seen them without their robes, but their voices clearly made them out to be an older generation.

“Do not worry, we are just doing an inspection,” the Grandmaster said as both men bent her over the bed, making her ass stick out as she saw him get a pair of rubber gloves out like he was about to perform a sort of medical procedure. She then saw him lube it up before sticking a finger into her pussy, making her yelp out as he inspected it.

As that happened, she felt another grab her face and force her mouth open, making her give out more noises as he looked into her mouth to inspect her jaw. She whimpered from both this and the Grandmaster fingering her, as the man put his thumb in her mouth to press against her tongue.

Unbeknownst to them, the bedroom door cracked open as a green eye peeked in, confused but saw the scene. The figure was stuck in their position as they saw the grandmaster pull his finger out, making Vicky’s leg quake a bit.

“Hmm… right amount of tightness… surprising for someone who said she wasn’t a virgin, guess it’s the youth today,” the Grandmaster said to himself as Vicky whimpered as she had her mouth on the other cultist’s thumb still, subconsciously sucking on it.

“U-Um… you can uh… let go of my thumb now…” the man said with a flustered tone as he pulled his thumb out, making Vicky make a gasping noise as she took some breaths. The three were looking at her now, her body shaking a bit from what just happened even as the grandmaster was feeling up her ass, making her gasp more as he was massaging the cheeks, continuing the, “inspection,” as he pulled them apart and then squished them together.

“Hmm… soft, but not too much fat, and a bit of a bounce to it…” the Grandmaster said, almost mesmerized as his hands let go and went up her hips, “Nicely shaped hips…” and soon gripped her breasts, making her gasp loudly again as she was still pressed down, “And not too big but not too small breasts… perfect proportions…”

“T-Thanks…?” She wasn’t sure about how to feel about these compliments, especially given they were planning to give her body to Zoe. She yelped a bit as she felt something poke her as he felt up her breasts; their gowns were quite baggy, so she couldn’t see it but she could definitely feel that the grandmaster was now getting turned on.

“Um… Grandmaster? I know this is going to be a chosen vessel for Lady Zoe, but hm…”

“Maybe we could… do some things with her? I mean, she did say she wasn’t a virgin, so it wouldn’t be spoiling the vessel, right?”

The Grandmaster thought about what his cohorts said and nodded, as one went and grabbed some binds and began to tie up the still dizzy Vicky, who was starting to realize what was happening as her wrists got bound.

“Damnit…” she muttered as all three of them looked down at her. She then saw all three drop their robes at once, revealing they weren’t wearing much under them. All three kept their hoods and mask on though, which seemed to be their own thing.

It was also here that Vicky realized that one of the three cultists was a woman; of course, given the bagginess of the robes it was hard to tell who was whom when their voices were muffled by those masks. Then again, this could’ve been a trans man; you know what happens when you assume. I’ll let you readers finish the joke.

She couldn’t help but stare at the AFAB’s nicely shaped body, but was blushing harder when she saw the two AMABs had hard-ons; the grandmaster was clearly the oldest of the three and the third guy was a bit younger, but still older than her.

Wait, hang on… what are your pronouns?

”Who… who said that?” asked the Grandmaster.

”Uhh… me?” Vicky lied, covering for me like the good girl she is.

”Um… he/him?” answered the Grandmaster. “And they go by he/him and she/her respectively.” The two other cult members raised a hand at being mentioned, with the AFAB confirming that, yes, her pronouns were she/her. The mysterious hidden figure just giggled to herself at this random pronoun reveal. Did she even know what each of them went by?

Anyway, sorry about that, guys. If I’m going to narrate, I need to do it properly by using the right pronouns.

”There’s that voice again! Ugh, you take care of her weird voice-shifting mouth!” the Grandmaster ordered.

The figure watching this gasped silently as she saw the cultists strip as the woman got onto the bed and grabbed Vicky by the head and shoved her in between her legs. Vicky, on instinct, started to lick into her as the Grandmaster got some of the lube from earlier and made sure his own dick was slicked up, passing it to the younger male before going behind Vicky.

“Do not worry, miss… I shall be as gentle as you wish for me to be,” with that reassurance, the grandmaster thrust into the young woman, making Vicky squeal into the woman’s muff. This was the first time she was having sex with more than one partner, and it was with people as old as her mom?! Why was she just okay with this? Was she going down that far in debauchery?

As she licked away, she felt the older man thrust into her. She moaned softly at his steady pace; even though they wanted to sacrifice her, it did seem he actually wanted her to enjoy this. 

“Aaah man… her tongue feels so good..!”

The figure’s eye was wide as she watched this, her right hand sneaking into her pants as she watched the female cultist moan loudly as she came.

“Aaah man I can’t wait…!” The second male moved the female over and brought his cock to Vicky’s mouth. Vicky just opened her mouth for him as she was now spit roasted.

The figure watching bit her lip as she continued her own watching, her focus on Vicky as it went on. Vicky squealed as the Grandmaster thrust harder into her, now starting to get harder on her.

After they did that, both men grunted as they pulled out and had her sit up. She looked at both with a sexed out look and just stuck her tongue out as her face and breasts are covered in cum when—

“Aaaaah—! Ooof!” The four turned to see, with her pants down to her thighs and cheeks slightly flushed, Zoe. “Uhh… hi?”

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“Zoe?” Vicky asked, surprised as she snapped out of her sexual stupor, her face flushed red as she was looking at her friend, her hand between her legs, while butt naked. “Uh… I think there is a way to explain this…”

“They wanted to use your body so I could have a physical vessel?” Zoe asked, as the three naked cultists kind of just looked awkward but nodded, as she sighed, “Thanks for trying, you three…really… but I’m not sure that will help me…”

Vicky, taking a towel from the desk nearby and wiping her face off, looks at Zoe with concern. “How come you never came to us when you were starting to feel the way you were?”

“It’s just… I’m so new and the reason I came into the school… I just thought if I told everyone about it, I would be laughed at. ‘Oh come on, Zoe. You’re a literal Goddess! What’s there to be self conscious about?’” she said this in a slightly mocking voice that sounded oddly like Leonard’s quacking tone.

“Ugh… you know how long it took for them to be able to use my chosen name instead of my original one?” All three of the cult members that chose to live with her looked down in shame at that.

“Hey come on now…” Vicky said, coming over and lifting Zoe’s face up to look her in the eyes, not caring that she was currently nude since her friend was in need of help. “Don’t talk down on yourself like that…”

“But it’s true… I’m weird,” Zoe whimpered out but Vicky wagged a finger at her, confusing her a bit.

“Ah-ah, none of that. You’re a beautiful woman, you just need to see yourself how everyone else sees you,” Vicky reassured as she looked down at that, though she saw Zoe’s third eye was looking right at her breasts.

“I’m not as beautiful as you though… not even close,” Zoe whispered as tears started to form in the eyes on her face. Vicky frowned, not liking that Zoe is insulting herself… when a light bulb went off.

“Well… I just have to prove to you that you are a beautiful woman,” Zoe blinked at that, surprised to hear Vicky say that as she is led over to the bed, the three cultists moving away as they watched; too shocked at Vicky’s brazen act to even call out on it.

“Vicky, you don’t have to—MMM?!” Before Zoe could finish, Vicky had started to kiss her, her hand stroking her violet, tentacle-like hairs as she helped remove Zoe’s pants the rest of the way, stroking her stomach as the free hand started to go up under the yellow hoodie.

After a moment of shock, Zoe whimpered and moaned as she kissed back, feeling Vicky’s hand travel up her shirt. Zoe whimpered as she felt Vicky’s hand stroke her much more modest sized breasts as she and Vicky lifted up the upper clothes.

Vicky looked her over and smiled as she stroked Zoe’s chin, “Honestly anyone who doesn’t see your beauty has to be blind…”

“Huh…?” Zoe asked in confusion as Vicky kissed her on the cheeks, making her giggle even in her current state.

“Your face is so adorable, your skin is so smooth…” as she says this, Vicky’s hand was massaging along Zoe’s form as her lips started to travel down, going to Zoe’s neck and kissing along it.

“Mmm…”

“Speaking of your skin, it’s a really pretty color… Purple’s my favorite color, you know?” Vicky’s lips started to go onto her collar as she went down towards the small breasts, giving the spot near her eye in her chest a peck before going to them, starting to kiss at her breasts. “Sorry for getting lewd, but your breasts are also so smooth and perky… really be fun to play with~!”

“Aaaaaah…! V-Vicky…Mmm~!” Zoe moaned as she felt Vicky’s lips and tongue on her nipples, biting her lip as the mouth on her arm also gave out pleasured noises before Vicky put a finger in it, which it started to suckle on instinct.

“Mmm, and the extra mouths are also a nice touch. With a lot of potential if you get me,” Vicky giggled as she felt that before going lower, taking her hand away as she started to kiss more, going down Zoe’s navel. Zoe looked conflicted at that, her tentacle gripping the bed frame as she was starting to get worried.

Vicky looked up at her as she got closer as Zoe, with a bit of reluctance and worry but seeing the reassuring look, opened her legs for Vicky as she closed both her green eyes and the void-like ones on her face in worry.

“Heh, no need to be shy, Zoe,” Vicky said as she traced her finger around the light green silt between her legs. “Just relax… okay?” Zoe nodded as she felt Vicky start to finger her.

“Aaaaah…!” All four eyes went wide as her tentacles started to writhe in pleasure. She then felt Vicky’s hands grip her petite backside to go in deeper, the eldritch girl’s legs starting to kick up with each movement of the other girl’s tongue. 

Vicky got up as she looked up at Zoe with an aroused gaze. “You also taste good~! And got a cute little booty that fits perfectly in my hands, so you sure you’re not beautiful?”

“I…” Zoe was unsure but as her focus got back, her eye in her hair caught a sight; her worshipers were aroused… seeing Vicky going down on her…and they were looking directly at her as they watched.

Feeling her chest well up at the silent adoration over the overzealous kind, she looked at Vicky and gave her a smile, “Thanks… though it’s not fair that I’m the only one pampered.”

“Huh…?” Vicky then yelped as she was lifted up by Zoe‘s hair, as the violet girl sat up.

“Time for me to give you a real godly treatment~!”

Vicky saw the tentacle arm going up and wrapping around her waist before going into her mouth from between her breasts. She yelped in surprise but moaned at the taste as the other tentacles started to massage her body, her tits being used to massage the tentacle going between them into her mouth. 

The cultists started to masturbate at the sight of their goddess starting to claim Vicky; not as a vessel, but as something to give thanks too as Vicky gave moans of pleasure… only to squeak as she felt rounded heads poking her lower holes.

“Oh yes…!”

The tentacles went inside into her pussy after some trouble adjusting before starting to move. Vicky then squealed as she felt the one poking her ass start to secrete a semi-cold liquid before entering.

Zoe had a bit of drool on her lip as she continued, bringing Vicky closer as she adjusted her body so both of her mouths could suckle on Vicky’s breasts at the same time. 

“Aaah by the other dimension…!”

“Yes Mistress… show the mortal your splendor…”

“Give her proper thanks…” Zoe did eye over to her worshipers masturbating at the sight of them, but didn’t let it distract her from giving Vicky a proper, “thank you,” fuck, especially as Vicky cried out loud around her tentacle as she came.

“Oh wow…!” Zoe moaned against Vicky’s breast as she felt the tightness on her tentacles. Their movements got more excited and Vicky swore they got in deeper as her eyes rolled back, getting back to back orgasms. 

After feeling that, Zoe also soon squealed in pleasure as she soon came herself, her pussy squirting a little as Vicky felt the tentacles tense up inside of her as she felt liquid fire out of them, filling up her holes at the same time and even getting her sprayed a bit by the tentacles holding onto her.

Zoe pulled her arm back to get the tentacle out of Vicky’s mouth, as she panted and heaved from that experience, “W-Wow…”

“Yeah… wow…” Vicky sighed as she gave Zoe a tired smile. “Hey uh… mind if I stay the night? I’m exhausted…”

“Oh sure… I’d like that a lot,” Zoe answered as she got up, using her tentacles to carry the tired Vicky and collected both of their clothes with her extra tentacles and headed up to her room to rest.

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Monday morning couldn’t come soon enough. Vicky was elated when she saw how much more gung-ho Zoe was after their little weekend fun, helping her get into some new outfits too to help her feel better in her own skin. That yellow ensemble with the shirt and the overalls dress absolutely made the former Mistress of Destruction feel absolutely adorable and giddy.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of loud sniffing in her ear… both of them.

“Hey, sexy…!”

“How ya doing?”

Vicky looked and saw two of the four members of the Wolfpack there, their ringleader and the fourth of them trailing behind these two as they chuckled, the one on her right adjusting his helmet as he went back to the ringleader.

“She has… multiple smells on her…” the Alpha said, rubbing his chin as he had noticed it as he got closer, making Vicky blush a bit. “Including…” He got close and took a big sniff off of her, before chuckling. “Heh… Scott, eh?”

“What’s it to ya?” Vicky asked as she proceeded to keep walking. She saw the three wolfish teens keep a perimeter around her as their leader walked next to her with a smirk.

“Well, I mean… It is quite a thing to notice about you, Schmidt. Given you kinda gave off the image of this innocent type, but if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were in heat,” he chuckled as Vicky puffed her cheeks in annoyance, her cheeks getting a bit red.

“Shut up…”

“Hey, we ain’t one to judge,”

“Yeah, it’s honestly kinda hot…”

“Especially given the rockin’ bod you got…” Vicky made her footsteps faster as she got away from them, blushing hotly from their rather crude compliments as she made her way to her class, unaware of their wolfish smiles. Hey, every third chapter, she got abducted; she likely saw the pattern and wanted to avoid it happening a third time. Vicky is a big fan of the classics, she can see a, “Rule of Three,” mile away.

Gym soon came and went when Vicky found a note in her gym locker with her clothes. She was still wrapped in the towel from her post-work out shower as she opened it.

“Meet us in the woods after school. Wear your cheer uniform. But leave your underwear at home, make it easier for you.”

… At least they weren’t abducting her like the last couple times; this time they were likely gonna try blackmailing her. She flipped it over to see if there was an, “or else,” written anywhere on it.

“If you’re not there by sundown, we’ll hunt ya down and take you to our favorite hideout for the rest of the school year.”

And there it is. Vicky simply tossed the letter aside and went on with her day. She walked along, annoyed at their rather brazen request. Did they really think she would go out in the middle of the woods, dressed in a sexy cheerleader outfit, to get it on with a bunch of arrogant, crude, big headed jocks with body types similar to Scott… who rocked her world a few days ago… and there were four of them instead of just one…

… Even if she did like the idea, it would make it look like she was easy! And she wasn’t easy! … Right? Well, she was going to prove it by not heeding the letter’s advice. Plus, cheer practice was later today, so that would be a double, “F! U!” to those wolves; tease them a bit in her uniform and go home to relax and watch movies. It’s not like they’re actually going to follow through on their threat, right?

…

Welp. Vicky was wrong. She later found herself in the trunk of a car with her panties in her mouth and sealed with duct tape, her hands and feet tied up, also with duct tape, and waiting for whatever was to come. Maybe she shouldn’t have teased them so hard, but foresight wasn’t something she was strong with.

After what felt like hours, Vicky saw the lid of the trunk finally open, and she was brought to what looked like an old house in the woods. It wasn’t an abandoned shack, it looked more like a place that used to be owned by someone’s grandma before they moved out and were placed in the local nursing home.

“We warned you, didn’t we?”

“Maybe she just forgot. She’s in uniform, like we asked…”

“No, I saw the look on her face while she was cheering. She was teasing us!” she whimpered a bit, nervous as she was brought inside by them as the alpha was giving her a look, frowning as she was tossed onto a couch bed.

“You really think you could just not listen to us, eh?” he asked as he got her panties out of her mouth, smirking at her as she was still tied up, one of the wolves actually being smart to lock the door behind them.

“Oww…!” Vicky whined, as tape being quickly ripped off skin after being stuck to it for so long really hurt.

“You got an idea what we want, eh?” the Alpha said as her wrists were unbound but, after a quick look, she saw there was no good escape route. She then remembered while Scott was an adorable himbo, his cousins were actually decently smart in comparison. “Otherwise, well, we have ways of making sure you give it to us.”

“So… what, you want me to just fuck you guys?”

“What, just get into it? Oh no, we want a little show first before we get to the fun stuff,” the Alpha said with a small smirk as Vicky was made to stand up with the four wolfmen standing around her to keep her from just running off.

“A-A Show…?” she asked in confusion as the wolves all gave leering smirks, licking their chops as she realized the kind of, “show,” they wanted. So she started to dance a routine, with them growling out for her to make it, “sexier.”

“Show us those tits!” was the more accurate demand on that part. She then continued the routine, but while doing so she lifted up her shell to reveal her bra-covered breasts, doing some shakes to make them sway before removing the bra to reveal them, making them all howl in appreciation, as well as the appreciation of seeing her pussy and ass as she moved her legs.

“Keep the rest of the uniform on… the real fun is about to start…” the Alpha said as the four dropped their pants, revealing their wolf cocks. Vicky gulped a bit, her cheeks getting red and flushed as she saw the four hard ons in front of her. “I think you know what to do, slut.”

“But first get on the bed; be easier,” one laughed as he gave Vicky a spank on the ass, chuckling as she yelled out as she walked over to the bed. 

“Crawl onto it,” another growled as she did so, crawling onto the bed, presenting her ass and pussy out to them before turning herself around so she was facing them and got onto her knees on the mattress. This was both humiliating and arousing for her.

The Alpha walks up to her first, grabbing her by the head as he got her face to his cock and slapped her cheek a bit with it before bringing it to her lips, “Start sucking.” Vicky whimpered but opened her mouth for him, letting him shove his cock in, and she started to suck on it.

The other three chuckled as they watched her suck off their leader as they got around her to wait their turn with her mouth, one stroking himself while making her stroke off two of the others. She was then made to switch until she got all four dicks wet, panting as she was given a few seconds to catch her breath.

She then felt the Alpha dragging her over to him, grabbing her hips as he got under her. “Now it’s time for the real fun part.” She just bit her lower lip as she found him enter her from underneath.

The wolves all howled cheers as they watched the alpha bounce her on his cock, lifting her skirt more so they could watch her ass bounce as he enjoyed the sight of her swaying breasts. 

Greedily, the other members of the pack closed in on her, one of whom being ready to claim her ass. Vicky’s eyes popped open wide as she felt two huge cocks in her lower holes, making her scream out as she came.

“Heh, enjoy that?” The alpha smirked as he gripped her breasts as the other two came to her next as they continued to thrust. “Come on, Wolfpack! Let’s wreck this bitch!” That got a howl of joy. 

The last two grabbed her head and made her suck on their dicks at the same time while both her pussy and ass were pounded, making muffled screams of pleasure as they gangbanged her. They even made her fondle both of their balls as they took turns claiming her mouth.

“Aaaah fuck…! This ass is so tight…!”

“Yeah, slobber that dick!”

“Come and give my balls a kiss, whore!”

“Gonna fill you with pups…!”

They had many different crude remarks as they used her body, her eyes rolling back as she came back to back from the treatment. She squealed as she felt a familiar sensation as the Alpha knotted into her, growling as he unloaded his cum into her, while the rest simply came on top of her.

She collapsed at that, her face next to the Alpha’s as he just filled her up. “That’s a good slut… you like that?”

“… Yes …” was her reply, unable to deny that she loved it. She heard the wolves chuckle at that, likely having their egos stroked at that confession.

“Heh… good,” the Alpha growled, patting her on the ass as she laid on top of him. “How about you just rest here for a bit?” She followed that order, sleeping with his knot still in her, knowing full well how vulnerable she would be to the pack at this point.

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At least the Wolfpack allowed her to go home later that night; she didn’t need to explain to her mother that she was out getting fucked by four cocks at once. Hell, she didn’t even need to know about any of Vicky’s sexploits.

It was awkward to wake up and realize the other three had a go at her while she was out cold since the Alpha had to break into the school to get her regular clothes back from her locker since they took her right after cheer practice. 

But now she was refreshed, cleaned up and making sure she can hide any and all evidence of that tryst with them during the next day. She did give the four a smile as she passed by them, but didn’t try to get too much attention while having a normal day.

Of course that normalcy ended when she went outside and heard the sounds of a conversation and the faint smells of a bubbling cauldron. Her curiosity getting the better of her, she went around and peeked behind a tree as she saw three women standing around the large pot of liquid. It was the Coven; Joy, Faith and Hope.

“Remind me why we are using this old relic?” asked Hope, the shorter of the three,  as they were stirring in items.

“It’s so we can get the proper preparations, of course. This spell needs the right materials and this potion should be able to help us cast the spell quicker,” the much taller of the three explained, adjusting her glasses. Faith was the studious of the three, so likely knew the full power of it.

“Basically instead of a mind control potion, this potion is more just all the materials for the spell put together into something a lot more convenient when we want to make sure we get the Big Bad under control. He’s too powerful to just seal away again, so this could help us… negotiate better,” the more thicc of the three cleared her throat mid-sentence as to try and hide the actual implications.

Vicky was curious about this, especially as Joy seemed to be a little more secretive of their intentions than usual. The three were said to be the, “goody-goods,” of the school, but under that heroic image were three of the kinkiest people… besides her of course, least of those that don’t try and flaunt it like Polly.

Vicky felt herself creep ever so closer, so she could get a better look at them. She saw them putting in items; a swaying watch, roofie pills, a CD player playing a lullaby, and a bottle of chloroform…? What kind of weird potion was this?

“Okay! I think we are able to enchant it now?” Faith asked as the other two nod, concentrating and started to speak in tongues for the spell. The cauldron started to bubble and shine before sparks flew out of it, knocking the three back…

And the sparks hit Vicky, making her yelp in surprise as the magic went into her body through the bolts in her neck. The three turned in shock as they saw Vicky standing by a tree as her eyes seemed to have become dulled out.

“Oh no, Vicky!” Joy shouted as the three brought her to them as they went to inspect her. “You see any injuries?”

“I Don’t think so…Vicky, are you okay?”

“Yes, I am okay if you want me to be…” was Vicky’s reply, her voice airy as the three looked confused for a moment. Hope waved a hand in front of her face and didn't see any reaction from her.

“What did we do…?”

“Let me test something,” Faith suggested, tapping her chin. “Raise up your right arm, Vicky.” Vicky followed that, raising up her right arm. “Now put it down.” And on those orders Vicky lowered it. “Hmm…”

“What?”

“… I think we may need to test a little further to see how far she is going to go,” Faith said as Joy and Hope looked at Vicky’s vacant look… and both had a similar idea.

“I mean, it would only make sense to test how effective this is before we use it on the Big Bad.”

“Yeah, it’s safe to make sure we don’t need to increase the power… for him, I mean.”

With those excuses to not feel guilty after this is done, the three look towards Vicky with faintly lustful smiles.

“Come home with us after school today. Tell your mom we’re having a sleepover.” Vicky gave a nod at this as Joy got a hand up, “And if you hear the phrase, ‘Blue Spark,’ you will switch from this state to your normal state and vice versa. Understand?”

“Yes…” Vicky said slowly as Joy and the other two smirked as they looked at her. Various devious thoughts were going through their heads.

“Alright. Blue Spark,” at Joy’s command, Vicky’s eyes got their usual shine back as she blinked in confusion. “Hey Vicky, you okay?”

“Hmm? Oh yeah, yeah. Hey, mind if I come over to your place later today?” Vicky asked, unsure on why but… she felt like she needed to come over to their house.

“We’d be happy to have you over for some… tea,” Faith said with a smile, though her tone made it clear she was saying the first thing that came to mind.

Later, Vicky was at the Coven’s Condo, books in hand, sleeping bag, toiletries, and pajamas in her bag. Clearly, they were going to have a study session, right? She knocked on the door as Joy came to it, wearing what looks like sleep clothes of a simple black T-shirt and a pair of loose shorts.

“Ah, welcome. Want to have some tea before we start?” she asked as she led Vicky in, with the other two in similar attire. Vicky smiled as she took the cup and sipped it, the warm feeling going through her.

“Mmm… This is delicious, what kind is it?” Vicky asked as Hope gave a small smile.

“Oh it’s a specialized blend I like to call… Blue Spark,” Hope explained and at that, Vicky’s eyes went dull as she just held the tea cup, still as a statue. “Please place the cup down, Vicky.”

“Okay…” Vicky just places the cup down, looking at the three as they had smiles on their faces.

“Why don’t we make ourselves more comfortable, hmm?” Joy asked as Vicky just nodded. “Follow what we do.” The three then began to strip in unison, making sure Vicky followed the order they did; shirt first, then pants, and then underwear. Soon all four women were naked and the three witches were giving glances over Vicky’s body, as Vicky herself was made to make sure all of her parts were on display for the three to view.

“Oh we are going to be having some fun tonight, my sisters…” Joy said, licking her lips a little out of lust.

“So… what to do, what to do?” Faith pondered, tapping her chin as she adjusted her glasses. “Hmm… anything in particular you girls want her to do? We could have her do some things for us.”

“Heh, I got an idea. Hey Vicky, how about you give us a little dance? Give your breasts and ass a good shake while you do it though,” Hope ordered, ever the bold one of the three. Vicky then got to dancing. She raised her arms up behind her head and started to sway back and forth, making her breasts bounce side to side as she shook her hips.

“H-Hope…!”

“What, Joy? This is for the greater good right?” Hope asked, a smirk on her face as she watched. “Besides we haven’t had time to let loose in some time. Why not have a little fun with this prototype before we use it for our big mission? We’d be the only ones who know, right?”

Faith was rubbing her chin, also watching as Vicky’s ass was swinging back and forth. “She, uh… makes a very firm—I mean fair argument, Joy…”

“I suppose… Vicky, stop,” Joy ordered, and Vicky stood in place as the thicc witch approached her. “Alright, I am going to ask you a question; what is a fantasy you always wanted to do? Specifically with girls?”

“Well, I’ve had a bit of a taste with Amira, but I’d still like to make out with, and scissoring, another woman. I also enjoyed it when Aaravi dominated me, so that would also add to it,” she answered.

“I see. Alright then… thank you for sharing, you naughty little trouble maker,” Joy thanked, her tone becoming sultry as she stroked the hypnotized girl’s chin. Vicky leaned into that, moaning softly at her touch. “So for now, I have another question; wanna be a good girl or a naughty girl? Be honest now.” she asked, her hand starting to stroke Vicky’s body slowly.

“Ahh…! I always have to be a good girl… wanna be naughty…” Vicky answered as she moaned as Joy got closer.

“Well then… for tonight, you’re our naughty girl. Now, give me a big kiss and don’t be afraid to let your hands wander~!” Joy hummed as she brought Vicky into a deep kiss which she returned with a moan. Vicky’s hands traced Joy’s body as ordered as the leader witch did the same.

The mind controlled girl yelped as she was soon picked up by her butt in the kiss as Joy carried her to a bedroom as the other two followed, breaking the kiss after they arrived.

“Oh wow, Joy…”

“That was rather hot…”

“Thanks… Hope, mind being a dear and entertaining Vicky while Faith and I make preparations?” Joy asked as she set Vicky on the bed as the two went out, leaving the door open so they could hear as Hope came over and took hold of her chin.

“So… you wanna be naughty, hmm? You get off on being punished? Is that it?” Hope asked in a harsher tone, making Vicky get on the end of the bed. “Answer my questions with honesty.”

“Yes… ah!” Vicky answered, yelping as she felt Hope start to finger her roughly, the petite girl smirking at her.

“Then before you get what you want… the naughty girl has to earn it. Get on your back, and get ready to lick,” Hope ordered. Vicky followed as the bob-haired witch put her pussy right on her mouth.

Vicky soon started to lick, humming at her taste as Hope continued to finger fuck her to get her ready, moving two fingers in and out of the bewitched girl. “Mmmm~”

“Aaah Goddess yes…! This mouth is made for oral~! Bet you have experience using it on Amira and others, right?! Naughty girls let just about anyone use their dirty mouths…!”

Vicky only gave moans in response, unable to speak as she continued to lick into the short witch like she was ordered, her hands subconsciously holding onto her butt.

“Aaaah~! Did I say you could grab there, naughty girl?” Hope asked, slapping Vicky on the breasts in response.

“Sorry!” she apologized. Hope just gave her a pat on the stomach in reassurance as she moved her hips harder, trying to grind into her mouth.

“You can make up for it by getting your tongue in as deep as you can. If you can find my G-spot, I’ll make sure the other two give you a nice reward~!” She purred as she said this, making it sound very enticing. Within seconds, she felt her legs clench together. “Aaaah yes…!”

She reached back and grabbed at Vicky’s head to get in deeper as she felt closer. Soon Vicky was licking up her orgasm as the more petite witch came, but stopped her fingering. Vicky whimpered, trying to move her hips back up towards her hand as she retreated it.

“Ah-ah-ah. I said the other two would reward you, not me,” Hope reminded Vicky, patting her cheek teasingly before kissing her on the lips, which she returned. “But you did a good job. We gotta do it again sometime~!”

“Well, clearly she’s almost as good as Polly then?” Faith asked as she and Joy both came back, each holding something; Faith was holding a small black bag while Joy was holding some straps.

“Well, first step for the scissoring—since I am happy to fulfill your fantasies Vicky—is that I kinda enjoy a little aid with it. I’m not gonna tie you up, just make sure you are able to keep up with me,” Joy explained as she tied up Vicky’s legs and then used one of the straps to lift her right leg up onto a post.

“And I got my own thing, but Joy wanted to give you your reward, she’s sweet like that,” Faith explained as Joy gave Vicky a smile, which even in her absent state she returned.

“After some practice, you won’t be needing these to rub against anyone if you want to do this with another girl; this is just so you know the proper position for it.” Vicky just nodded slowly as Joy got into position right there and started to rub, their clits rubbing against each other as Vicky rolled her head back in a moan. “See…? This is a normal kind…there is another with dual-headed toys, but I think for your first time, I think full on skin to skin contact is best~!”

“Oh yes…!” Vicky moaned. She felt herself cushioned between Joy’s pillowy thighs too, which rubbed against her pelvis on top of the pussy rubbing that gave it an added amount of pleasure. As Vicky moaned, she was brought to Joy’s large bosom.

“Come on now… A little something special for my naughty girl~!” Joy teased as she had Vicky suck on her breast, the girl moaning softly at her starting to suckle on the pierced nip. “Mmm… That a girl~!” Their lower bodies went harder against each other, rubbing against each other with greater force.

“Wow Joy… you are really getting into it,” Faith said, staring as a little drool formed. Hope was just smirking, fingering herself as she watched this.

“Aaaah yes…! You getting closer, Vicky…?” Joy asked, moving her hips faster as Vicky just squealed against her, almost hearing the sound of Joy’s ass cheek’s bouncing as she was going faster, and it was quite an arousing sound for her at the moment. Vicky just squealed as her own orgasm was achieved, likely thanks in part to Hope’s edging her, involuntarily biting Joy’s nipple. “That a girl…!” Joy moaned loudly as she came as well, both of them soaking their crotches in the combined wetness.

After she got untied, Vicky was panting, her legs twitching from pleasure as Faith smirked at her, getting the bag opened. “Since you got what you wanted… it’s time for me to have a little fun of my own. I would actually be kind of embarrassed to ask most girls this, even the Coven… but you seem willing and ready for anything, right?”

“Yes… I want it…!” Vicky moaned, the mind control still in effect even after orgasm as she looked up, the dull eyes actually looking eager.

“First… I want to hear you call yourself what you wanna be, that way I know if this is something you’d actually want me to do,” Faith said, reaching into the bag but stopped bringing out what was inside, wanting to hear Vicky beg for it even in her mind controlled state. “I order you to tell me what you want to be~!”

Vicky whimpered as she answered, “I want to be naughty…!” Faith, taking that as it were as she came over, kissed Vicky on the head before pulling out what was inside… a rather large dual strap-on with magic runes on it.

“Made this myself,”  Faith said with a small smirk as she then ordered, “Get on all fours and get that cute little butt up in the air.”

Vicky obeyed eagerly, getting down on the bed into position like Faith asked. Faith then lubed both up very well before thrusting into her, making Vicky scream out as she was double stuffed by the taller witch, who also moaned as she started to thrust.

Both Joy and Hope watched with awe and lust as they watched Vicky get screwed by the toy, Faith kissing at her neck as she went all out, the sounds of the impacts echoing in the room.

“Aaaah fuck…!”

“Yeah, you like that don’t you~?” Faith huskily hummed, taking a handful of breast as she thrusted into her.

“Yes…!” Vicky whined as Faith kept going.

“Fake or real, you want your holes filled with cock, right? I bet you wish these were real and not rubber, right? Or do you not care as long as something gets shoved in here?” Vicky only nodded absentmindedly as Faith continued, the latter biting her lower lip as she felt herself come close.

“Ooo, looks like she’s about to burst~!” Hope hummed as she saw Faith pause a little, making Vicky whine a bit.

“I’ll edge you until you answer the question, naughty girl,” Faith said, continuing her thrusts but stopping when she feels Vicky is about to cum from it.

“Y-Yes…! I-I like it when people fill me up…! Please let me cum…!” the patchwork girl begged, as Faith hummed.

“Hmm? You want to cum that badly, hmm?” Faith teased, still going at it.

“Yesyesyesyes…!” Vicky squeaked. Faith then slammed down the hardest she could, making sure to get to an angle where any potential weak points in Vicky’s body were as the girl screamed loudly, cumming around the fake cock as she fell forward, ass in the air as Faith exited, her body twitching from the pleasure.

“Good girl~” Faith said, patting Vicky on the ass teasingly before going around and giving her a kiss on the lips as well, which Vicky tiredly returned.

“So… what now?” Hope asked, looking at the still mindwiped but pleasure drunk girl in front of them. “We can’t keep her like this even if we wanted to…”

“True, her mother would get worried,” Joy said, tapping her chin in thought. “Wait, didn’t we set it up that this was kind of a sleepover?”

Faith thought it over and then answered, “I think we did, yes.” All three witches then started to grin at this as they looked at the tired girl. “Hey Vicky, you want to keep playing around after you get some feeling back in your legs?” Vicky just nodded. “Good, now get some rest.” And with that, Vicky was out like a light. It was gonna be quite a, “sleepover,” when Vicky was well rested.

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Vicky had quite a night and she felt surprisingly energized, thanks to the big breakfast the Coven gave her the morning after. She remembered having some fun studying with them, having tea and then when she woke up, she found out that she was made to do a, “dare,” because someone spiked their tea and made them all drunk.

Of course after they saw she was naked, they convinced her to have some, “fun,” with them too, but it seemed like she was surprisingly comfortable with having the three of them have their way with her. She wasn’t sure why, but she felt like she could listen to them all day if she wanted…

But that wasn’t important for today, since Joy did mention something big was happening today and suggested she take part because she would find it enjoyable. Joy was really convincing and here she was, signing up for the yearly auction. She heard of it, but she never took part in it. She knew a lot of other girls and even some guys took part in it, but she wasn’t sure to join herself.

But thanks to recent events? She felt a lot more confident in herself and her body, so she thought it would be a fun experience. It wouldn’t be that crazy, right? Besides, this is a charity event! And everyone who takes part will go into volunteer-work for whomever, “bought,” them.

She walked to the auditorium’s backstage area and saw it was sectioned off between the guys and girls volunteering. She went to the girl's side and saw all of them were getting gussied up in… rather revealing attire. Likely to make them look more appealing to those going to pay the big money.

She couldn’t help but stare at a few of the girls herself as she was taken to a mirror and given some choice of outfits. Vicky eventually decided on a cute maid outfit—one with a white dress, a black overdress with a spider motif, black tights, black shoes with white ribbons, matching gloves, and a black frilled headband in her hair. Speaking of, she even put her white sidebang over her eye to make herself look more alluring. She also secretly took her panties off and put it in her purse, given the skirt was long enough to hide it. She wanted to feel more bold while doing this, so why not go all out if it would get more money for the charity, right?

“Good day, ladies and gentlemen! And welcome to the Spooky High Monster Auction! Tonight you will be getting one of our student volunteers with you! And don’t worry, we will not ask what happens behind closed doors as everyone involved in this has signed the waiver and are all of legal age.” Principal Giant Spider said on the stage, as there was applause from the well dressed attendants there to pay for the services. “Plus it’s for a good cause, so they don’t have any real reason to complain.”

Vicky waited for her turn, listening as she heard some random students I do not care to name off since they are unimportant to the story. When she heard her name being called, she came out, giving a curtsy.

“And here she is, everyone! The energetic and friendly Victoria Schmidt. She is a valedictorian-level intellect, member of the cheer squad, aspiring fashion designer and even a lead in several of our school productions,” Principal Giant Spider said as several of the people gave sounds of awe. “Shall we start the bidding at 100 Money?”

“200 Money!”

“225!”

“400!”

“625!”

“5,000!”

Vicky couldn’t help but blush deeply given so many people were trying to get her, some seeming to be arguing over who had that amount as it got really high. She gripped her skirt with a shy look, which seemed to get people to get even higher numbers.

“Fifty thousand money! Going once… Going twice…!”

“989,258 Money.” That was a really high number, beating out a good chunk of anyone. Everyone turned to see who was the one who made the bid… and Vicky gulped as she saw it was the friendly, if devious smile, of Princess Miranda Vanderbelt.

“Nine-hundred eighty-nine thousand, two-hundred fifty-eight money! Going once… Going twice…!”

No one else dared to place a bid. Besides, with Miranda’s bid, Spooky High would surpass its goal a hundredfold.

“Sold! To Miss Vanderbelt! Have a nice time, ladies,” Principal Giant Spider said as he slammed down the gavel. Vicky was quickly escorted over to Mrianda by one of the janitors like the other auctioned students were to their buyers. At least hers was a student like herself.

“Hello Victoria. I love your outfit,” Miranda complimented, eying her up and down.

“Thanks… I am going to guess this is part of why you auctioned so high for me?” Vicky asked shyly as Miranda giggled.

“Well, that may have been part of it. But the other reason is because I didn’t want a gross older man getting one of my dear friends when they were auctioning themselves for this,” Miranda answered, with a… bit of a flirty tone in her voice. Vicky couldn’t help but blush deeper at that. Was Miranda hitting on her?! Or was she just imagining things?

“So, what is your first request, Madame?” Vicky asked, getting on her knees.

“Oh, I can’t have you perform your favors here, Dearest,” Miranda cooed, having Vicky stand back up before escorting the girl to her carriage. “Besides, what do you think you were gonna do? I got serfs for that. I got you for something very special.”

Later, Vicky found herself in Miranda’s lavish undersea bedroom, with a pool giving access to the Atlantic Ocean in it. “Wow…” Vicky said in awe as she looked around and saw Miranda having her arms outstretched.

“Aaaah, what a long day. Undress me, please. I wish to put on something more comfortable,” Miranda ordered. Vicky just nodded, if only to get a glimpse of Miranda’s naked form. Vicky’s hands gently brushed themselves along Miranda’s body, stripping her out of her periwinkle dress, revealing her lace-white lingerie.

“Um, thank you for letting me do this, Madame,” Vicky said, acting as the servant as Miranda giggled.

“You are lucky you are someone I like, Victoria. I don’t let most of my serfs see me like this, so feel privileged,” Miranda giggled. Miranda then placed her hand under Vicky’s chin, pulling the girl in for a gentle kiss. Vicky yelped in surprise, but kissed back just as gently before it was broken. “Now… are you going to keep that on while you service me, or do I need to have my serfs actually come in here and take it off?”

“Is that a request, Madame?” Vicky asked, a blissful smile on her face. 

“Mmm, a bit of a request, a bit of a demand, a bit of an order… anything you want it to be, my dear~!” Miranda hummed, giving a smile as Vicky started to strip, a bit eager as Miranda discovered something. “Ooo~! Naughty girl! You weren’t wearing panties under your dress?”

“No, Madame,” Vicky answered, having almost stripped down completely.

“Keep the gloves on, my dear,” Miranda ordered, stopping Vicky from removing them. “They felt nice on my skin when you were undressing me~!”

“Yes, Madame,” Vicky responded, seeing Miranda go to her closet, taking out a lovely set of scarves. She saw her tug on them, as if testing their strength before looking at Vicky with a small grin.

“On the bed.” Vicky nodded as she made her way to Miranda’s princess-sized bed… I don’t know how that’s possible either, but imagine a Queen-sized bed, but slightly smaller. Vicky could feel Miranda’s gaze on her naked form, clearly enjoying the view. Vicky also felt as Miranda used two of the scarves to bind her wrists to the bed. Oh. That’s what those metal rings on the gloves were for.

Vicky tugged on the scarves and saw the material was really strong and it clicked on her gloves well. “Looks like it’s in, Madam,” Vicky confirmed as she looked up and saw Miranda actually took off the rest of her underwear, revealing her beautiful, petite form. That was her last sight before Miranda blindfolded her.

“Wanted you to at least see me naked before I did that, my dear. It would have been cruel of me if you never got to see me like that at least once, now wouldn’t it~?” Miranda cooed into Vicky’s ear, feeling her fingers under her chin.

“Y-Yes, Mistress~!” Vicky squealed.

“Mistress… I like that~!” Miranda whispered before kissing the undead beauty beneath her. The two made out as Vicky was bound, Miranda’s hand stroking her black hair as they kissed, her legs straddling the bound girl. Vicky whimpered as she felt Miranda practically grind against her, feeling her smooth scaled skin rubbing against her.

“More…! More…!”

“Greedy little girl, aren’t you Victoria?” Miranda asked with a giggle, tracing her thumb across her lips. Vicky then brought the thumb into her mouth and started to suck, making Miranda giggle more. “So eager for Mistress to play with you, huh?” Vicky simply nodded, as her mouth was currently occupied.

She then felt the thumb being removed from her mouth and Miranda getting off of her, making Vicky give off a whining sound. “Where are you going, Mistress?”

“Do not worry, I’m not going far. Just getting something to play with you is all~!” Miranda said in a sing-song voice as Vicky heard the sound of a drawer being rustled through, before feeling a vibrating sensation placed against her clitoris.

“Aaaaaah…!”

“See why I blindfolded you? I found out that when you don’t have sight, your other senses are a lot stronger. That includes touch!” Vicky didn’t know Miranda was actually paying attention to that stuff in class, but her mind was more preoccupied at feeling the stronger sensations going through her; the blindfold making it feel twice if not three times as sensitive. Then she felt Miranda kissing her again, and Vicky eagerly kissed her back.

Vicky’s legs bucked and shook at the feeling of the vibrations going through her pussy as her other set of lips were preoccupied with Miranda’s, the fish princess making sure to enjoy the feeling of the kiss as she deepened it, tilting her head a bit to get a better angle in it.

“After today… I want you to be mine… understood?” Miranda whispered. “You may play around with others before and after today, but you are to be mine from here on out. I’ll be a good mistress and let my little pet play around with others, but at the end of the day, you are at my beck and call as my girlfriend~!”

“Yes, Mistress~!” Vicky squealed.

“Good girl~! Also I hope you don’t mind if I have some fun with your past conquests… I want to make sure they know I’m at the top of your lovers charts, okay?” Miranda said sweetly, kissing her on the cheek.

… Suddenly, I feel threatened.

“But for now… it’s just me and you~!” Miranda promised. Vicky just nodded in response, panting and moaning at Miranda’s actions.

“Yes Mistress…! You can do whatever you want…! Please just let me cum…!”

“Ah-ah-ah…! I am not going to let this toy make my girlfriend cum, it wouldn’t feel right to just let some toy please my girlfriend to completion. No… it has to be me~!” Vicky then felt the vibrations leave her. However, she then felt her leg get lifted up, placed on Miranda’s shoulder as the princess started to scissor her.

“Aaaaah…! YES…!” Vicky moaned loudly, feeling her new girlfriend’s pussy press against her own in aggressive but loving strokes. She then gasped as she felt little pecks on her toes.

“That’s it, my dear~! Moan for your Mistress…! Your Princess…!” Miranda moaned, taking her big toe and started to suckle on it as she got a little harder in her movements as Vicky squealed at the sensations going through her body. Vicky then gasped loudly as she felt herself climax.

“Mis-Miranda…!” Vicky squealed, using her new girlfriend’s real name as she came before falling back as the blindfold was removed, seeing the loving smile of Miranda, her usually well kept hair a mess from the love making and even looking like she was putting in effort in this… likely the first time she really put any effort into anything.

“I hope… that was enjoyable, Victoria…” Miranda said, her tone showing she was a little unsure, but she saw Vicky slip her hands out of the gloves and then bring the princess into a very deep, passionate kiss. Miranda kissed back at this as they broke it, looking into each other’s eyes.

“That was amazing, Miranda… not the most orthadox way of getting a girlfriend, but… I enjoyed it…” Vicky confessed, panting as Miranda smiled, stroking her chin lovingly.

“You are worth every cent I paid… and more~! I just used what I had on me to pay for you, but I would’ve drained my father’s treasury just to be with you right now after that auction,” Miranda said, smiling. Vicky blushed a bit, feeling that was likely the sweetest thing Miranda has ever told anyone and it was right from the heart too. “Just one last request… stay the night?”

Vicky wordlessly nodded, taking the princess into her arms as both of them cuddled into each other, the newly established power couple cuddling up throughout the night.

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… Vicky had a girlfriend.

Fuck. She actually had a girlfriend! One that even was okay with her still doing things like this as long as she was still the number one in her sights.

It was the next day, and Miranda did grill her for whomever her past lovers were. She was rather worried about their safety—especially mine! … I just hope Miranda’s not listening to my narrations right now.

Anyway, it was after school; that day was actually rather normal outside of Miranda making a big deal of Vicky now being her girlfriend, much to many of the unimportant characters’ dismay. The characters we actually care about? They were supportive as always, though the ones Vicky has slept with so far felt a chill in their spines at Miranda’s shark-like grin.

Vicky was currently in the gym, doing some light workouts in a white tank top and a pair of blue workout shorts. Hey, even if she was an undead golem, she still had to keep fit. You think a body like hers is just natural? Please! It takes effort to look as good as her.

“I am not going to make Miranda go easy on you just because you are showering me with compliments, you know.” 

… well it was worth a shot.

Back to the story, Vicky was in the weightlifting gym, handling some of the lighter weights as she heard aggressive grunts nearby. She turned and saw someone who was even bluer than her in body tone; Dahlia, who was doing some squad lifts on some really heavy weights.

“Easy, girl…” Vicky told herself. She was staring right at the amazonian physique of this demon woman; the firm bosom, the rock hard abs, the toned ass… “Gaaaah…! Don’t make it worse…!” Vicky whisper-screamed as her face turned violet.

“Hmm?” Dahlia turned and saw Vicky and shouted, “Hey pipsqueak. Mind spotting me? I need to get some stretches in but my usual spotter ditched me,” Vicky just nodded, instinctively following the gruff woman’s orders. It was like second nature at this point with her; dominant personalities just make her feel this compulsion to listen.

… I am starting to feel a certain type of fetish has been fully established, but that is just my opinion.

Anyway, Vicky helped the taller girl get the weight back up; don’t let her frame fool you, that girl is also plenty strong physically. Just not on the same level as her zombie buddy. “Heh, not bad. Didn’t think you could actually do it,” Dahlia complimented, having noticed what I just mentioned.

“Uh… yeah. You know, gotta keep the muscles nice and limber, you know?” Vicky said, trying to sound all tough and gym rat as she did some stretches with Dahlia, trying to not stare at the muscular girl’s physique.

“Heh… I always thought you were just some bookworm, but you actually got some decent build to you,” Dahlia said as she did the jock thing of smacking Vicky in the ass, making her bite back the feeling to moan at the strong hand smacking her. “You need a spotter yourself, tiny?”

“Y-You could say that,” Vicky answered. Dahlia followed Vicky to a smaller set up like the kind Dahlia had, but with lighter weights. Vicky started to do it so she could do some squats—hey she’s got to keep her legs strong for her new girlfriend after all. Though behind her, the giant girl was also taking in a view.

“Mmmm…” Dahlia hummed to herself, eating up the eye candy that was Vicky Schmidt. Even though she saw her as a bookworm, it was never said she didn’t think said bookworm wasn’t a hottie. What can I say? Dahlia had a type for short, nerdy monsters; she certainly made it no lie that she was into one Liam de Lioncourt. Another person Dahlia had shown interest in? … Miranda Vanderbilt.

Oh. Oh no.

“Hey, shorty,” Dahlia said as Vicky was able to get the weights back up…but then felt the stronger girl grab her by the ass, making her squeak. “How about we go to the showers now? I got to talk to you about something.”

… This is going to end up badly, I can just tell. But given Vicky’s recent endeavors, I think she’d be into it anyway so I am not going to say much else about it. I’m a narrator, not a life coach. So, regardless of any safety instincts, Vicky looked up towards the taller girl as they entered into the showers.

“What’s up?” Vicky asked. Both were stripping for the showers, as Dahlia was looking down at the shorter girl.

“So… I heard you actually hooked up, right? Given I heard you were bouncing from people for a bit, guess you finally found someone to connect with?” the giant woman asked, keeping things a bit vague for now as Vicky blushed both at that and the fact she was now seeing Dahlia’s bare breasts.

“Y-Yeah… It was a really big night…” Vicky said shyly, getting her towel after undressing… only to feel Dahlia drag her into the empty shower room and into one of the stalls. Vicky yelped as she saw Dahlia had snuck something into it with her.

“Yeah… and you hooked up with Miranda after sucking off Liam a week or so ago, right?” Dahlia asked, a bit of a growl in her tone. Vicky’s eyes then widened, suppressing a gasp. She was too intimidated to do anything as Dahlia was putting on a harness which had a dark blue dildo on the end of it. “Greedy little slut…”

“U-Uh, look Dahlia…! I-I didn’t know you were also into them! I-I was just—”

“Just spreading your legs for anyone who’d get in for it, right?” Dahlia asked as she grabbed Vicky, pressing her face against the tiled wall. Vicky then squealed out in surprise as she felt Dahlia shove a finger to get her ready, but felt something. “Heh, you’re turned on, you little whore? What, excited to be fucked even when it’s by someone who’s pissed off at you?”

“W-Well, I um—” before Vicky could finish, she felt her face get pressed harder against the tiles as Dahlia got close to her ear, the strap on pressed between her ass for a moment as she was pinned against the wall..

“Let’s see how tough of a slut you actually are…” Dahlia snarled as she felt the dildo get shifted as one of her legs got raised up. Vicky just gasped as she felt Dahlia’s muscular form pressed against her much smaller, petite body as the strap-on was shoved inside of her; thankfully it wasn’t as big as Scott’s, but it was still plenty big.

“Ahh, you’re so big…!” Vicky choked out.

“Bet you love it though, right slut? Was Liam as big as this?”

“A-A bit…! Not as thick, but it was long…!” she heard Dahlia whisper, “yes,” under her breath. She was likely happy to hear that, but was still focused on pounding Vicky into the shower wall with how rough her thrusts were; they were slow at first, likely to get a rhythm going but it was still sending shocks through her body.

“Y-You know… Miranda… Miranda wanted to also sleep with everyone I slept with… t-to compare…!” Vicky squealed out. Dahlia raised a brow as Vicky felt her yank her head back, making her gasp out as she saw Dahlia giving her an odd look. “I-I’m not lying, I swear!”

“Oh is that so…?” Dahlia snarled out, looking at her in the blue eyes as the smaller girl nodded.

“M-Maybe you can talk them into a threesome or something? I-I’d be cool with it, I swear!” Vicky moaned out, feeling Dahlia’s rough hands keep a firm hold on her, even as she came.

“… Did you just cum at the idea of me fucking your girlfriend, you little slut?” Dahlia asked, raising a brow. “You into that kinda stuff?”

“I-I’m not into what you think that is…! I-I just think it would be hot if we did swing…” Vicky admitted, given she didn’t want Dahlia to get angrier at her for trying to hide anything. Vicky did feel exhausted as Dahlia kept going, as she was soon flipped so her back was against it.

“Heh… thanks for the idea. Here, how about a little thank you…!” Vicky then screamed out as she was soon fucked harder against the wall, her increased durability the only thing making sure her bones weren’t crushed as she could swear she felt the tiles were cracking with each impact of Dahlia fucking her into the wall.

Vicky’s eyes were rolling back as she had back to back orgasms from Dahlia’s rough treatments before she was made to slide down the well wall, seeing Dahlia had dropped her soaked strap on, the fuck-drunk girl looking up at the silt before she was made to get into it. “Huh…?” Vicky dazzily asked

“Lick me into an orgasm…” she ordered, growling as she shoved the girl between her muscular thighs. And like clockwork, Vicky obeyed. Dahlia spent a few minutes growling a bit as she let Vicky eat her out before cumming, filling her mouth with her cum before looking down at her. “That’s a good slut.”

“Thank you…” Vicky said with a daze in her tone, as Dahlia left her after patting her on the head to get into a different stall to shower, leaving Vicky dazed and her pussy sore, sitting by the broken tiles from the wall behind her. It was a good thing that this was the showers, so both could easily wash themselves off.

The only evidence that they fucked in that room was the damaged wall the janitor would have to find later in the day.

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Wait a minute, a chapter with a number divisible by three happened, and Vicky wasn’t abducted?! Okay she was forced into a shower, but she wasn’t kidnapped! Maybe things are looking up for her… or maybe she was counting her dragons before they hatched.

After the insanity in the lockers, Vicky was at a clothing store looking at some fabrics to test for some new designs. She was having trouble deciding between something fluffy or something leathery. Turning back to her sketchbook, she was reminded that it had to be some sort of softer material, so she grabbed some of that when she noticed someone: it was the other resident demon, and resident Royal, of Spooky High, the red man himself; Damien LaVey.

… Now what was he doing here? It looked like he was looking over different outfits. From the kinds you’d expect like the jackets and jeans, but he was also looking over some of the gowns? Curiosity piquing in her, she walked over to him.

“Hey Damien, what’s up?” Vicky asked, making the red demon jump in shock as he quickly saw Vicky. He seemed to calm down when he saw her, looking at her.

“Oh, hey Vick. Caught me off guard,” Damien said as he crossed his arms as he was a bit softer with her compared to others. “Though why are you here? Here to check me out or something?”

“You know I’m with Miranda, right?”

“Your point?” he asked. Vicky giggled a bit, as he was rather laissez-faire flirting with her even when she was in a relationship. Gotta admire the confidence.

“I’m looking for materials for my prom dress. You?”

“Oh you know, just doing some window shopping,” Damien said casually, though he was no longer looking her in the eye with that. His gaze was, instead, going towards the tuxes. "Hmm, something like one of those could work?”

“You just going through outfits? Then why were you looking through dresses?” Vicky asked as he looked around, making sure no one else was around as he motions her over. She walked over closer, curious.

“Look, I’m only telling you because you ain’t a snitch. But…” Damien began. Then he stopped, looking her up and down. Vicky felt her cheeks get rosy with him doing that rather blatantly. The next few moments came in a flash: first Damien pulled out a knife, then they went out the backdoor, then they went to her car, and finally they were at a shady motel downtown.

Oh, there’s the abduction!

Vicky was now in the motel’s hallway with Damien, who was giving her a small smirk. “W-What’s the look for…?” Vicky asked nervously, looking up at him. “And why did you tell me to come here?” Her questions ceased when Damien forced his hand over her mouth.

“Oh you really think I wouldn’t know the whole innocent act wasn’t that? Come on… You know I’m pretty good with readin’ people, Vicky,” he scolded as he brought her to a motel room, carrying her on his back. She was a bit surprised at the tone he was giving her. The moment both entered the room, he dropped her rather unceremoniously onto the bed.

“Okay seriously, what is going on?” Vicky asked, her cheeks a bit flushed from being carried in, but she was genuinely confused. Damien then sat down next to her, holding her close to him.

“Y… I can trust you, right?” he asked, his tone more… vulnerable? Vicky just nodded against him, cuddling up to him since she wasn’t used to this kind of tone from him. “Okay… I got a bit of a hobby on the side. It ain’t something, ‘badass,’ or, ‘scary,’ as arson, but it’s something I actually kinda enjoy.”

“And what’s that?”

“I… kinda do drag shows. I enjoy the feeling, you know? It’s got something to do with my confidence…” Damien admitted, rubbing his head as he stayed close to her as Vicky just smiled and kissed him on the cheek in reassurance.

“There’s nothing to be ashamed of there, Damien. It’s a bit surprising, sure, but it’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I’m sure you look great in dresses, you got the right hips for it,” Vicky complimented, and suddenly, she can’t help but imagine Damien in a dress… Boy did she think he’d look hot.

Damien then saw the look on Vicky’s face as he said, “Hey Vick, you’re drooling,” he chuckled as she quickly wiped her chin in embarrassment. “So you know my secret… I think you can share your’s?”

“My secret?” Vicky asked, curious as Damien stroked her chin, making her hum at his touch. It felt oddly soothing given the faint warmth of his skin.

“Come on, don’t play around with me, Vicky. I can kinda get an idea of what is going on, but I want to hear it from you,” Damien said as Vicky blushed… but given he just told her this bombshell, could she lie to him? Or even deny what she was now?

“I mean… you already know, so why should I say it?” Vicky answered.

“Because when you bottle it up, then it makes it harder to talk about. You saying it means you are owning it, and that no one can shame you for it. I got a reputation, and I don’t own up to it. But I don’t want you to get bogged down by the same insecurities I got,” Damien said as he stroked her cheek.

“Okay…” she sighed, leaning into his hand. “I’m swinging with almost everyone in school… happy?”

“Heh, that’s one way to put it. Though I’m actually surprised it took you this long to get to me, given I’ve seen the looks ya gave me,” Damien teased, as she blushed as she felt his hand go to her neck and start rubbing it before she was then hoisted up further on the bed, “You just being a naughty girl and making me have to be the one to make a move?”

Hold on… she could own this… somehow.

“I guess it worked,” Vicky said in a slightly snarky tone, given the situation she was in as Damien gave a firm frown.

“Oh so you’re gonna give me attitude, eh? Alright, guess you gotta be taught a lesson then,” Damien threatened as Vicky rolled her eyes.

“What are you, my dad or something?” she asked in a taunting manner, feeling a bit more confident given all she’s been through at this point. Damien just showed he had a vulnerable side, so she wasn’t as threatened by him. However, that comment seemed to have given Damien an idea.

“Hmm… maybe I can play the part at least. So how about you be a good girl and get ready for a spanking from Daddy,” Damien growled as he undid his belt and set it up. He then got back on the bed and dragged her over, putting her over his lap.

“Hey, what are you—?!” Vicky asked in shock as she felt her pants being yanked off to reveal her peachy blue butt before it was hit with his belt. “AHH!”

“Oh yeah… you like that, brat?” he asked, hitting her with another lash with the folded leather.

“Yes…!”

“You like when Daddy plays rough with you?”

“Yes…!”

“Want Daddy to play rougher?”

“Yes…!” Vicky then felt herself being pulled up, sitting up next to him before he smashed his lips into hers, making her moan. Subconsciously, she turned herself so she was sitting in his lap.

“Go ahead…! Call me Daddy…!” Damien ordered between kisses.

“Mmm…! Daddy, please…!” Vicky moaned in between kisses. 

“Please what?” Damien asked, a smirk on his hot face.

“Please fuck me, Daddy!“ Vicky exclaimed, moving her hips to grind him. Suddenly, she felt his hand around her throat.

“Strip. Now.” He ordered in a growl before letting go, watching her quickly get out of her clothes. He did so in turn, just as hurriedly as she was. “Now, how does the brat want Daddy to fuck her?”

“Oh…! Fuck me hard, Daddy~!” she answered, before being shoved onto her back as the demon grabbed her hips and thrusted his cock deep inside of her. “Ahh! Fuck!”

“You like that, baby?” Damien asked, looking deep into her eyes. She nodded eagerly as he pounded her into the motel bed, the springs squeaking from his ferocity.

“Yes, Daddy!” Vicky squeaked.

“Aaaah fuck yeah…! Take it, baby girl…!” Damien growled as he raised his body up, using her breasts as leverage for his thrusts. Soon enough, both came at once in a mutual orgasm.

“That was amazing Daddy…” Vicky panted as she kissed him again.

“Hey… I’m not done with you yet,” Damien scolded, sitting himself up. Vicky, knowing exactly what he meant by that, took his dick in her mouth, using her tongue to clean him. He stroked her head as she sucked along his warm, red dick. “That’s right…! Clean Daddy’s dick…!

“Mmm…! Sho tahsty…!” Vicky muffled around the rod as she stayed on it, her tongue running against his length. She even began to massage his balls, fondling the heavy orbs as she got him in deeper.

“Aaaah fuck yeah…!” Damien grunted, feeling the pleasure, even as little pulses went from her mouth to his cock. “You’d better swallow this, Brat. Understood?”

Vicky nodded against him and proceeded to suck harder, jacking off what couldn’t fit in her mouth. He snarled in pleasure as he came a second time, her cheeks bulging as his thick load was fired. After hearing a gulp, Damien pulled her up to inspect her mouth.

“Good girl…!” he purred, pulling her in his lap again. She hooked her arms around his neck and cuddled up to him, making an effort to press her breasts to his pecs and they kissed again. “So, Miranda doesn’t mind sharing you, right?”

“Eh… so long as she sleeps with you to compare herself to you,” Vicky answered. Damien then looked up as she asked, “What? That excites you some, Daddy?”

“A bit, actually. I can actually stick it to the spoiled brat,” Damien said with a small smirk. Seemed she awakened something in him too. Miranda can thank her later.

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“Hello there, Milovers~! It is my first day at KinkCon and I am just enjoying it here! Stay tuned later today, where I’ll be live-streaming my panel. Thanks again to Lucifer and Lilith for sponsoring my trip!”

Milo soon turned off their phone cam before tweeting out the video they just filmed to all of their followers on Instagram. They looked around at all the people dressed up in their kinkiest attire. Swingers, singles wanting to mingle, even people who are into watching their partners be with someone else. 

All were here to show off their kinky tastes in a place with no one below the legal age is allowed entrance. Unlike bars, you can’t just use fake IDs. They may be monsters, but they have standards. Of course, all that was missing for them was someone to help demonstrate some of the products sent to them, since they can’t exactly use all of them.

“Come on, sweetie! I want to check this out!” Milo turned and saw Miranda wandering around, serf free today since her girlfriend was being led around by her.

“Heh, didn’t know you came to this place, babe,” Vicky chuckled.

“Darling, this is where the best orgy is. Usually, it’s on the last night of the convention, but I like to scout around for potential serfs. I want to let you experience it too,” Miranda cooed, kissing her on the cheek.

“Hmm…” Milo hummed, tucking their phone away before approaching the couple. “Hello ladies, how are you?”

“Oh, hey Milo. We’re alright… How’re you?” Vicky asked them as Miranda hugged her arm. 

“I know… we’re overdressed,” Miranda commented, and indeed they were. They were dressed like they were just going to school or the mall, not at all like they were going to an adult-only event. “I was wanting to get Vicky an outfit from here for the rest of the con.”

“Aaah, supporting the con. Love that loyalty,” Milo said with a chuckle before they looked at the girls. “Well, I am actually in a pickle: the company sponsoring my trip wants someone to demonstrate the products they sent me, and I can’t possibly do all of them.”

“Vicky would be more than happy to,” Miranda volunteered, causing Vicky to look at her with a raised brow. “What? I want to see if you like any of them before I buy something..”

“You want me to be displayed while Milo uses toys on me?” Vicky asked

“Yep. It’d be very hot, I think. Plus I would enjoy it too, so it’s not like you are just being given out to a random stranger.”

“I guess…” Vicky paused, thinking it over. “… Would I be seen by anyone in school?”

“You’ll be seen by anyone who’s subbed to me if they don’t attend the con anyway,” Milo answered casually.  “And all my other followers.”

Vicky almost felt her legs clench up at that thought, the arousal hitting her like a train. She knew Milo was popular, so that’d mean she’d be seen by thousands, if not millions, of strangers. It was one thing to be known around school, but by that many people? Well, it’s unlikely she’d meet any of them, but still. The thought of that many people seeing her being used…

“Easy girl…” Miranda whispered, kissing her while sliding her hand in between her girlfriend’s legs. Vicky gasped loudly, feeling Miranda touching her privates in public sending a shock through her. “It’s okay… do you want to do it or not? That’s up to you. I won’t force you to do something you don’t want to do.”

“Yes…!” Vicky answered with a squeal. Milo blinked at how enthusiastic she was as they chuckled, as she looked at them. “I-I mean…” She cleared her throat, a bit flustered at this as she squirmed at Miranda’s touch. “D-Do I need to sign anything before we do this?”

“No contract. Just need you to get ready.,” Milo said as they led the two girls along.

“Oooo~! They are quite the smooth operator, huh honey?” Miranda asked with a giggle as Vicky nodded, blushing as her girlfriend was now more handsy with her since both were turned on, still groping her pussy from the inside of her skirt as she waddled after Milo.

Soon they were in a room in the hotel portion of the convention center. Coincidentally, their room was floors above the room where their panel was to take place, with a small stage, as well as several computers set up for editing and the livestream. Milo then grabbed a memo from a folder and set it in front of the two girls.

“Just need you to look over the schedule for the event, to get an idea of what to expect from the showcase,” Milo said as they showed them the various items Vicky will have to showcase.

“And when will this panel be…?”

“Tonight at 11:00. That’s when the really spicy panels are,” Milo answered.

“So why bring us up to your room?” Vicky asked as Milo gave a small smirk as they got a couple of things out of a bag.

“One, it’s still very early. Two, you two can get dressed up to actually enjoy the con, of course. Plus this will let them know who will be at the panel too,” Milo explained as Vicky and Miranda were shown two very sexy, revealing outfits. Each in their signature colors. Vicky put on the pink costume and Miranda, the blue.

“Hmm… hey honey, how does my butt look in this?” Miranda asked, teasing her girlfriend by showing the barely covered royal backside to Vicky, who was enjoying the view.

“It looks really nice on you, Miranda. I think we should keep these,” Vicky said, looking at the outfits with a fashionista’s view on it too. They were comfortable, sexy and had an air of liberation to it. She felt a lot more open with this outfit on, as it only really covered her pussy and nipples. Most other bits were peeking through the pink attire.

“Heh, I felt you two would like them. Now you two go have fun, I’ll text you when the panel is going to start,” Milo said as the two girls left the room after Milo gave the girls their phone number. They enjoyed the con, and especially enjoyed the stares from the people who were entranced by the two beauties. They certainly enjoyed showing people flirting with them that they were taken by having hot make out sessions in front of them.

Twelve hours passed, and it was almost time for the panel to start. They arrived backstage with some bags of things they bought while there as Milo saw the two and smiled.

“Hey,, this con is a lot of fun, Milo,” Vicky commented as she showed one of the items she bought; a whip with a flared end to it.

“I picked that out for later~!” Miranda hummed. Milo chuckled in response as they actually took a hold of it. “Hmm?”

“This is ironically one of the products we were gonna showcase, so this actually saves me time to get it out of the display. Mind if I borrow the one you bought?” The two girls just shrugged, since it was gonna be used on Vicky anyway.

“I’ll gladly be the one to demonstrate that one if you want me too,” Miranda volunteered.

“That’s okay. I honestly just need one volunteer. However, you’re free to watch from backstage. It’d honestly be the best seat in the house,” Milo suggested as Miranda thought about it.

“Oooo, it’d be like being a VIP! I am okay with that!” Miranda giggled, jumping a little with joy as Vicky giggled at her excitement.

“I mean, you are a VIP: Very Important Princess,” Vicky flirted. Miranda cooed at that as she gave her girlfriend a hug, kissing her on the lips.

“Knock them dead, sweety! Not literally though!” Miranda said, giggling as they rubbed their cheeks against each other before she stepped back so Milo could start the show.

“Before we get started, I kinda want you to be a surprise,” said Milo, gesturing to a cage with a curtain on a table. Vicky, getting the idea, crawled inside, instinctively putting her arms behind her back as Milo wrapped the curtain around the cage.

Music soon started to play as the announcer, well, announced “And now the moment you have all been waiting for! The reaper of the hearts, the spectre of the hour. Milo Belladonna!” Milo then put the earpiece on as they rolled the cage out, waving to the cheering crowd as jumbo screens were showing them enter, making sure everyone who came to the panel could see it. And even some who were just passing by.

“Evening, Milovers. I’m sure that when the people running the convention read that I was hosting a box opening panel, they were going to turn me down. Good thing I mentioned that they were sex toys I’d be unboxing.” And cue laughter from the audience. “But to do this kind of unboxing, I needed someone to help me. Luckily, I found the right woman for the job.”

The crowd looked curious, as Milo could see that the crowd couldn’t see anyone up there with them. Someone in the crowd actually shouted, “What woman?” in confusion. And many others shared it, Milo feeling the cage shaking with Vicky’s squirms. The cameras caught it and many were now drawn to the curtain-covered cage.

Milo then lowered the curtain, revealing the cage as well as the woman inside. The audience were looking right at her raised ass in the cage, but the screens gave a good view of the very turned on Vicky’s face. “Say hello to my volunteer, folks. Isn't she just lovely?”

“H-Hello, everyone,” Vicky panted as many people began to give wolf whistles and lewd compliments as Milo got their gear together. Thankfully, she was let out so she could stretch out her limbs. Perhaps Milo wanted a grand opening, the first, “unboxing of many.”

“While I get the stuff, why don’t you unbox your goods,” Milo suggests as the crowd cheered at that idea. Feeling excited, Vicky stripped her outfit off and did a bit of a turn, giving the audience a good view as she spun the outfit over her head before setting it down. “How do you feel?”

“So turned on right now…! What's the first thing you’re unboxing?” Vicky asked, her excitement clear. That got the audience excited too as Milo pulled out the first item. The screens did a close up of a cute lingerie dress, two of them, in fact.

“This is a set of some of the new designs Lillith herself made, each made with the softest of silks that make sure the most sensitive areas are comfortable as can be,” Milo explained, donning one of the silk négligées themselves, a passionate red, while Vicky displayed the other, a sensual violet.

“So… how do we look?” Vicky asked to the sound of whistles. Many gave cheers and compliments, a lot of them crude but still really flattering. Soon enough, Milo revealed another set of items: fuzzy handcuffs, a collar, a blindfold, and a gag. Welp, I guess we know who those were going to. Soon enough Vicky was once again nude, her hands cuffed behind her back, the collar around her neck, blindfolded and gagged.

“Huh. Guess we forgot something with this set.” Suddenly, Vicky felt a leather pad gently tap her backside. She squeaked behind her gag, but edged her ass towards it from curiosity. She heard them rummaging in the box some more, soon feeling a familiar vibrating sensation against her clit. “There we go, got it complete.”

Vicky squirmed and moaned into the gag, her hips moving towards the vibrator’s location to try and get more of it. The crowd clapped, enjoying her reactions to the products. She whimpered and whined as they continued, until they stopped suddenly.

“Hmm?” she muffled, her teeth clenching on the gag—which was made so that it was easier to bite on for comfort. Soon, she heard the exclamations of the crowd. Oh, what were they reacting to?! She could feel herself getting wetter from anticipation.

Perhaps that made it easier for something phallic to slide into her pussy, later confirmed by her feeling Milo’s hands on her hips. “Time for the real show to begin, folks!” Milo announced as they gripped her hips tighter, making her gasp around her gag as she felt them enter her further and started to thrust, her pussy more sensitive thanks to the vibrator on her clit.

She felt herself be made to lean forward as Milo thrusts into her from behind, feeling her breasts sway with each motion; and the cheers from the crowd made it clear they were enjoying the show. She could only imagine the screens showing her tits bounce as the reaper fucked her while they used her cuffs as leverage to keep her steady.

Soon enough, she felt herself climax around the rod, screaming into her gag as the audience and all the viewers on their computer screens watched her quake and twitch from her orgasm. There were cheers as Milo kept on going, with her hearing the sound of rummaging. “Hmm…?” she moaned as she soon felt the crack of something on her ass, making her squeal.

“And as you can see, this specialized whip’s flared tip makes the surface impact more noticeable and thus more equal. And thanks to the adjustable length, you can have it be either 9 inches long to be a riding crop, or 45 inches to whip across the room,” Milo continued their advertising even while fucking Vicky, treating her like a prop. … Though was that the one she and Miranda bought earlier, or was it their own? If it was a different one, she was definitely buying it!

“Got anything else?” someone in the crowd cheered as they watched her get her ass spanked by whatever whip they were using, making her squirm in excitement at another potential toy.

“Well, one I want to show but not sure if she wanted to use was some inflatable beads, but I kinda want to go easy on her first day, since we got a some time before the panel ends if she wants to keep going,” Milo explained to the audience as Vicky tightened around the phallic item inside of her at the very idea. “Oh, I think she may actually be wanting to do repeat performances.” That got a very excited response from the crowd.

Vicky whined as she mumbled around the gag, “Leth me cam! Pleath leth me cam, pleath!” She could barely talk around the gag, but she was audible because of how desperate she was trying to speak through it.

“Heh, don’t ask for my permission. I’m sure the crowd wants to see you enjoy these items, am I right?” Milo asked the audience, and they got a cheer in response as Vicky came again, once again letting the crowd hear her muffled squeal, her eyes rolling back behind her blindfold.

After what felt like hours, Vicky finally heard the sound of the audience leaving. After she was done, she was undone and allowed to get up, as Miranda hugged her naked, sweaty girlfriend. “That was amazing, honey!” Miranda cheered as Vicky gave a smile, getting a bottle of water from her.

“Gotta say, you are going to be quite popular. That video had skyrocketing views, even for me,” Milo said as Vicky gulped the water down.

“So I’m internet famous as basically a porn star, huh? Not what I expected…” Vicky said with a small chuckle.

“Hey, unlike humans, monsters actually seem to respect sex workers a bit more. Who knows, maybe this’ll give you great publicity,” Milo reassured with a small smile. “So what are you gonna do now?”

“Mmm…maybe relax in our room for a bit, unless Miranda wanted to invite some of the people from the audience?” Vicky asked, looking at her. “Some of the guys seemed to be into me, and I think they’d like you too.”

“Hmm… if any are brave enough to actually approach us, I may reward them for their bravery,” Miranda teased, kissing Vicky on the cheek. “I’m turned on enough that I may accept it.”

This was gonna be a long, hard weekend.

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Both girls went back to Miranda’s house after being at the con. It was very eventful, with many new toys to use, outfits to try on and guys’ faces to forget after many different came and went from their hotel room.

After they arrived however, on their way to Miranda’s room to unpack her bags, they saw someone in the hall.

“Oh! Bellanda!” Miranda greeted, giving her older, favorite sister a hug, the woman wearing her battle gear since she had just returned home with their soldiers. The gray-blue warrior hugged her back before looking at Vicky.

“So… I heard from the other two that you are dating?” Bellanda said, giving Vicky a scrutinizing look as she looked her over.

“Yep! Bought her at the auction!” Miranda giggles as Bellanda starts inspecting her, making Vicky squeak as she felt her hands on her face.

“Hmm… smooth face, only tough parts are the stitches… healthy jaw… nicely kept hair… good looking eyes…” Bellanda then started to go lower.

“Is this necessary…?” Vicky asked but was ignored, yelping as she was felt up in the breasts.

“Hmm… decent size, clearly natural. Slim stomach, but nice wide hips for the frame…” Vicky yelped as she felt the militaristic princess feel up her ass. “And soft but nicely shaped backside. Have to admit, aesthetic wise, you are at least a nine out of ten. Not bad for a peasant.” Given Bellanda’s reputation, that was likely her version of a compliment.

“Um, thank you, Your Highness. I am glad I could meet your standards.”

“You’re only halfway there, I’ll have some serfs help you with your bags, Miranda. I want to borrow the peasant for the full evaluation.” Bellanda ordered. And with that, Miranda was escorted away, giving a flirty wink at Vicky as she left her girlfriend alone with her sister.

“And if I say no…?”

“Then I’m going to say that you don’t have much of a choice.”

Wait a second; oh no! It’s a chapter divisible by three! The abduction is about to happen! … Only in this case, it’s Vicky being dragged to her girlfriend’s sister’s kink dungeon!

Vicky looked around the room with another princess sized bed, but also a variety of different kind of sex toys and binds. “… This is the part where I strip, right?”

“At least you are well trained. But make sure I enjoy it, so no rushing,” Bellanda ordered, sitting on a throne-like chair to watch Vicky’s strip show. Vicky wasn’t going to lie: Bellanda was cute. Fierce, but cute.

So Vicky began a slow and sensual strip, making sure Bellanda got a good view of all of her best traits. While the fierce warrior kept her best poker face, Vicky did catch her visible eye staring at her breasts and ass when she made an effort to show them off to her. She even kicked her panties at her like a stripper at a dance club towards her. “Whatcha think?” She asked in a flirty voice, as Bellanda just took her panties and put them into her dress pocket.

“Very good show, Victoria. I can tell you can entertain my sister and any other guests in her bedroom, which is a good sign. But my dear sister’s standards aren’t on my level, so if you really wish to get my approval? You have to get to the standard of the supreme princess of this family; me.” Bellanda then got up, stripping out of her clothes herself to reveal her more mature body, her bust and hips bigger than Miranda’s and much more muscular and scarred, only keeping her faintly armored boots on.

“Oh… oh my…!” Vicky squeaked, covering her mouth in an attempt to stop herself. Bellanda just gave a smirk as she sauntered over, a hand going under the shorter girl’s chin.

“Bet you want to be under my boot, huh peasant~? Want to please your royal highness?” she asked in a soft growl, just as tender as her sister but a lot more aggressive in tone.

“Yes Mistress…” was Vicky’s instinctual response, her cheeks purple and looking at her with arousal as Bellanda chuckled a bit, stroking her lip with her thumb before lowering the girl to the ground, placing her booted foot on Vicky’s head.

“At the rate you’re going, you’ll be the sex slave of all four of us. Of course, I bet you’d enjoy that~! Being the public girlfriend of the youngest of us, but the plaything to all four sisters.” Bellanda teased, smirking at her. “A lot of people would be jealous of your status.”

“Aaah-! T-Thank you…!” Vicky cooed, panting a bit as she looked up at her with the eye that wasn’t being forced shut by the pressure. Bellanda, foot still holding Vicky’s head down, then knelt down to her level.

“You want to fully submit to the Vanderbelt family, Victoria Schmidt? Be at our beck and call whenever we please?” Bellanda asked, to which Vicky would nod if she could. “You would have the public face as Miranda’s concubine, but will be our little pet when you are in our castle, below even the serfs in these halls. You wouldn’t be doing any of the hard labor like them, no. Your only role is to please us four. Father has plenty of his own sex slaves, so you won’t have to worry about him and mother.”

“Ooooh fuck yes…!” Vicky panted, feeling the pressure on her face more as she heard that, as Bellanda noticed a bit of fluid going down Vicky’s leg as she was being held down, making the princess laugh a bit.

“Wow, you must either be eager to please or already broken in. Hmm… I say the former, since you’re clearly intelligent still,” Bellanda then lifted her foot up, but Vicky kept on the ground. “Now… your first real task; pleasure your princess. If you touch yourself once, you will be punished.” Vicky nodded as she sat up, Bellanda grabbing her by the hair and shoving her face between her legs. “Get to work, royal whore.”

“Yes Mistress…!” was Vicky’s muffled reply as she started to lick into Bellanda’s pussy, squeaking as she felt her hair being tugged at points, feeling her sharp fingernails in her hair gripping the curly black locks tight.

“Is that how you please my sister? Try harder!” Bellanda ordered, growling  as Vicky kept going at it, getting better with each tug in her hair to correct herself if she messed up in something. Her hands were clenched behind her back to avoid touching herself as she did this. “There you go… Just need the right direction~!”

Before Vicky could finish, Bellanda yanked her off, letting the undead girl catch her breath. She then felt a tug and was made to look up at Bellanda, who had a sharky grin on her face. “Aaaaaah…! Yes Mistress…?”

“Get on the bed, I got to get the preparations,” Bellanda ordered, tossing Vicky to the ground softly. Vicky quickly crawled onto the bed, following the princess’s orders as Bellanda was choosing over the binds and what to use on her. Unfortunately, Bellanda chose not to settle on silk ties like her sister. Instead, she brought out harsh ropes.

She then was given her panties again, only this time it was used as a gag and tied with the ropes behind her head, her hair having been raised up to not get tied into the rope. She then squealed as Bellanda spanked her on the ass after prepping her, her hands behind her back as she was hogtied. “MMMM!”

“Stay on your front and spread your legs!” Bellanda ordered as Vicky did so, raising her lower body up to make it easier for Bellanda. She had trouble turning her head with how her body was positioned, but soon felt something poking at her entrance: Bellanda’s fingers. “Got to get you nice and wet… make sure you’re behaved too.”

Vicky moaned softly, her toes curling at the princess’s expert fingering skills. Bellanda then moved a finger up and put some of Vicky’s own pussy juices on her ass, confusing her until she squealed loudly as Bellanda put a plug in there.

“Ooh~! Not a lot of action up there, huh?” Vicky only whimpered in response, her legs twitching at the effects. “Guess you’re a bit sensitive there, huh?”

“Mmm-hmm,” Vicky answered as she felt Bellanda smack her ass, making her squeal.

“Gonna have to train you a bit more then. But for now, I think you have been waiting enough,” Bellanda said with a grin.

“Hmm?” She then felt Bellanda grab her hips and hoist her up higher. Bellanda then stuck a double ended dildo inside of herself before thrusting it into Vicky, both girls moaning. All the while, Bellanda kept a firm grip on Vicky’s hair.

Vicky gasped and moaned into her gag, feeling her head getting yanked back with each thrust, keeping her head upright as the princess pounded into her, her eyes creaking out and saw that there was a mirror on it, and each tug made her see herself reflected in the glass.

“You like it, Schmidt? Look at yourself while I claim you for the Vanderbilt heirs…!” Bellanda grunts out as she starts to go harder, tugging Vicky’s hair more to keep her eyes open as she thrusts harder. They were starting to water, partially from pleasure, partially from pain.

Soon Bellanda screamed out as she slammed hard, pressing her pelvis against the shorter girl’s ass as both came. Bellanda then collapsed on top of Vicky, who was catching her breath. Bellanda removed the rope from her mouth, allowing Vicky to breathe. “Oh fuck…!”

“Don’t complain… I could tell you loved every second,” Bellanda said with a hum.

“I know,” Vicky giggled absentmindedly. She was then brought into a kiss, which she returned. “So… good enough?”

“You took me when I was going as hard as I could. If you can handle me, you can handle whatever shit my sister will put you through. Though I will hold you to more times like this. You’re honestly the best fuck I’ve had in months.”

“Thanks…?” Vicky looked at her as she saw the grin on Bellanda’s face. She was gonna have a long night it seemed.

Later, Vicky found herself being carried by Vanderbilt serfs back home. She was also given a necklace by Miranda before she was taken home; a stylized shell with a lightning bolt in it. She had a lot to look forward to now that the Vanderbilts are fully accepting of them.

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Have you ever been invited to a high school party with booze? And drugs? And sex? … No? Me neither.

But that’s practically normal at Spooky High. Especially since the Flask Fellowship got founded and made it happen four times more often than before. Vicky was at this party as the plus-one of one of the founders, Damien. She wore a cute blue cocktail dress that showed off some cleavage.

She sipped a drink as she walked through the party, humming along to the booty-shaking level music when she felt an arm go around her neck. “Heeeeey Blue!” Polly cheered as she gave a big drunk smile.

“Hey Polly, long time,” Vicky said with a smile. “What’s up?”

“Mina said she wanted to talk to ya about something she saw with you? I dunno, I think this stuff is stronger than I thought,” Polly slurred, showing the new mix she had. Had to be strong for her to get affected, so that’s good.

Vicky smiled at the party girl, heading along before finding the pink succubus in a pair of booty shorts and a black bikini top as she looked up. “Hey, blue girl! Looking good!”

“Hehehe, thanks Mina. What’s up?” Vicky asked as Mina looked at her phone.

“Funny thing; I was doing some online shopping and came across a Miloverse vid for a company I was interested in… and guess who I saw in it~!” Mina said, showing Vicky the video of her being fucked in front of an audience. “Gotta say, for the first time on camera? You’re a natural~!”

“Uh, how…?” Vicky asked in surprise as Mina chuckled a bit.

“I showed the vid to Damien and asked him about it given I knew you two were tight. Then he told me about you and fish girl’s relationship,” Mina continued. “And gotta say; you seem to cum just from a spank with how leaky you were in this video.”

“Yeah…” Vicky admitted with an awkward laugh, sipping her drink as Mina leaned against her in the seat.

“Ah don’t be embarrassed. Some people are just sensitive. The trick is in the mind over body,” Mina explained, tapping her hand where her horns were. “Basically depending on the partner, you can either be the usual sub or be the bratty one Damien said you were with him.”

“Hmm? Do you know a trick for it?” Vicky asked, a bit buzzed so she didn’t mind talking about this.

“Of course! It’s basically like edging yourself. It’s a power move we girls can use on our partners, since it can coax the wild side out~!” Mina purred. “And can make a sex encounter last longer too, meaning you can enjoy your time more.”

“That sounds exciting…” Vicky admits, her cheeks going purple at the thoughts. “You Uh… got any advice?”

“Depends; are you a visual or hands on learner~?” Mina purred, giving her sultry eyes. Vicky blushed as Mina tilted her head up, “Come on… you think after hearing from Damien and seeing that video that I wouldn’t want a piece of your adorable little self?”

“W-whoa…” Vicky said with big eyes as she added, “Kinda surprised that a succubus would be interested in me…”

“Flattered though, I hope?” Mina asked with a sultry smile. Vicky nodded, gulping a bit as Mina led her to her room, locking the door behind them. “Now… let’s get you out of that pretty dress of your’s~!” She then started to kiss Vicky, her hands undoing the zipper of the dress.

Mina gently laid Vicky down on the bed, massaging her curves as she slid the dress off. Vicky’s hands also went to explore Mina’s body. She removed her top and started massaging her large bosom as Mina’s hands went to her hips, her fingers going under her panties. “Mmmm… Yes…!” Vicky moaned between kisses.

“Easy, girl…!” Mina purred, using her legs to pin Vicky’s down. “I love eagerness, but you seem to get into it straight away. Now, I’m gonna start off slow to help figure out your weak spots.” She started to finger Vicky, trying to feel certain areas.

“Ooooh…!” Vicky cooed as she made gasping noises at different points, which the pink girl took note of as she examined her.

“Wow, you’ve been with a lot of people and still this tight? You gotta tell me your secret later~!” Mina complimented.

“I-I think it’s because I’m undead?” Vicky managed to gasp out. Mina gave a nod in understanding, pausing a bit as Vicky looked close.

“Ah-ah-ah~! Not yet, pretty Vicky. I am not done playing with you. You can cum after I have my fun~!” Mina teased, tossing off her shorts to reveal she was going commando that night as she soon straddled Vicky, putting her face between her legs. “But I won’t let you not have your own fun. Just enjoy my little treat while I play with you.”

Vicky made a muffled whimper but began to lick and suck at Mina’s pussy, making the demon girl hum in pleasure as she started to continue playing with Vicky’s pussy, leaning down and started to use her own tongue on her clit to tease her, being mindful to not make Vicky cum too soon. Her fingers and tongue were methodical and calculated in their movements, making Vicky squirm under the pink succubus. The second she saw Vicky’s leg twitch in anticipated orgasm, she stopped once more.

Vicky’s eyes were watering a bit but continued her own actions, feeling like she was about to burst before she felt Mina get off of her, as the pink succubus got up. “Now for the real fun to start~! You’ve been a good girl, so I got a special thing for you.” She then set Vicky on her lap as her tail came up.

“Your tail…?” Vicky asked, panting as she saw the pointed end shift to something a bit thicker before easing in, making Vicky squeal as it started to thrust in and out, Mina kissing her neck as she played with her breasts.

“Good girl~!” Mina cooed into her ear as her tail squirmed away inside of her, Vicky’s hips moving up to try and get more in. “You want to cum so badly, don’t you? Think you deserve it?”

“Mina, please! I'm going crazy…! Let me cum, let me cum, please let me cum…!” Vicky cried, her tone desperate. 

“Awww, now I feel bad for making you wait so long~! Okay… Here's the big finish!” Mina exclaimed as she brought Vicky into a kiss and used her fingers to pinch her clit in a certain way, making Vicky scream in orgasmic bliss in her mouth as they made out. After a minute of constant orgasm, Mina’s soaked tail pulled out of Vicky, who shivered upon the succubus doing so.

“Holy… crap…” Vicky panted as Mina’s tail came up to her mouth, and in her orgasm high, started to lick and suck on the heart-shaped tip to lick up her own juices. Even started stroking the rest as her tongue was going for any liquid on it. 

“Hehehe… maybe you should tell your Daddy Damien the next time you bang that he should use his tail on you~” Mina giggled, moaning at the feeling on her tail. As she got redressed, she let Vicky help clean up her tail. After they were done, they kissed again after Vicky got redressed.

“Thanks again, Mina,” Vicky said after breaking the kiss. Mina giggled as she gave Vicky a playful spank on the butt, making her moan softly.

“Thank you for the fun, Vicky. If you ever wanna hook up, here’s my number~!” Mina then wrote down her number and gave it to Vicky with a small wink. “Give me a call if you want me to join in any fun you and Miranda want. You know, if you want to spice things up.” Vicky nodded as they soon rejoined the party. Vicky really needed a drink after this.

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… Is seventeen a number divisible by three? No? It’s prime? Then why was Vicky kidnapped this soon? Why did she find herself in this dungeon? I think it can be explained by one simple word: Dmitri.

“Is anyone truly surprised by this?”

… I suppose not, but avoid breaking the fourth wall too much.

“Not yet. I want to have a flashback as to how I did this!”

Fair enough.

About one hour earlier, during the night as she was getting ready for bed, Dmitri was able to trick her into letting him inside under the guise of an injured hot guy.

“Dimitri! You’re hurt!” Vicky exclaimed as she helped him inside of her house, getting him onto the couch.

“Yes… apologies, I had fallen ill against a creature in the woods. I had flown out and landed by this domicile…” Dmitri groaned as Vicky got the first aid kit and started to look for something. “I do thank you for your aide, Miss Victoria.”

“No problem,” Vicky replied, looking up at him, getting a good view of Dimitri’s pecs. Since she was entranced, she wasn’t aware of the hidden grin on his face. “S-So describe this creature…?”

“Oh quite tall, slender, sharp, clawed hands, couldn’t get a good look at the face though. Though I think you’re a little too high since the attack was a bit… lower,” Dmitri narrated in a soothingly calm voice as Vicky’s eyes wandered downward where, indeed, a slash mark was… right in the abdomen, right above the hem of his tight leather pants. “The creature was faster than even I could perceive, so I had to retreat but it got the last laugh in this fight, getting that injury right as I was on retreat.”

“I-I see…” Vicky said, tending to the wound, blushing as she was very close to his crotch. She then looked up. “So what else did you—?” Before she could finish her question, her eyes widened as she saw the faint reddish glow of Dmitri’s eyes as she was caught in his hypnotic gaze. He quickly pulled her into a kiss before she lost consciousness in his embrace. He then gagged her with some gauze from the kit, put a bag over her head in case she woke up and flew off with her.

And that was about it, really. It was a simple, “wounded hot guy,” gambit that he played on her.

“Thank you. I’m rather proud of it. It was rather easy to play the part of a vulnerable, wounded warrior, for I have a vulnerable, wounded soul…”

Okay we get it, Shakespeare. You’re tragic and complex, but you got a hot girl hung up on your wall. I think you need to work on that before you start your soliloquy.

Dmitri just knelt down to the bound, unconscious girl chained up before him, arms bound above her head, ankles shackled beneath her as she was made to kneel. He smirked as he walked over to her, removing the bag on her head from when he captured her, revealing her sleeping, gagged face. 

“Aaaah… such beauty in rare form. Slowly corrupting herself in her indulgences recently, but I think I can help her truly embrace these carnal instincts of hers.”

… Yeah, because it’s you, I am not gonna ask how you know about the stuff going on. You were likely either stalking her or found out about it around the time the Coven did.

Dmitri ignored my commentary as he inspected Vicky further, his fangs in a small grin as moved her unconscious head around for a bit before taking note of her attire. “For what is to come, you are quite overdressed. Allow me to rectify that,” he hummed as he then grabbed a pair of sheers from a work table nearby. Then with a few snips, he cut her clothes off of her unconscious body, the fabric landing in a heap under her bound body. “Aaaah, very nice. A shame she hid this from me for so long.”

Vicky unconsciously shivered, feeling the cool air of the dungeon on her bare skin, Her eyes slowly opened, the cool air waking her up as she blearily saw Dmitri looking at her as she woke up, but then saw the situation she was in and fully woke up instantly.

“Aaah, you are awake. Good,” Dmitri stated with a smirk as he had her look him in the eyes. “Now… I have sensed the growing changes in you, Miss Victoria. A desire to indulge in one of the seven deadly sins, if only the second most harmless to Sloth. I am here to help you fully explore the Dark Side with me, where we indulge in many of the sins.”

Vicky struggled against the chains as he took her chin in his hand. Of course all the shaking did was rattle the chains and gave Dmitri a bit of a show of her unbound chest bouncing around as he chuckled. She gave a muffled reply to his words, but it was covered by her gag. However, she did give him a bit of a stink eye for tricking her.

“Is that meant to intimidate me? That is quite adorable,” Dmitri chuckled as he stroked her chin with his thumb. She resisted the temptation to lean into his palm at that as he looked at her, “But besides the way I got you here… I think you’d enjoy what I have planned, if you submit to me here.” Vicky just shook her head as she tried pulling away from him. “Hehehe… I guess I have to break that resistance down.”

She was confused until she saw him stand up and then undo his belt, dropping his tight leather pants and she saw him fully nude except for his dramatic cape. Her eyes grew to the size of dinner plates at the hunky vampire standing before her in his full glory. He then removed her gag, making her cough a bit at the drool buildup from it.

“Aaah god… you need to not be so tight on those…” Her faint bit of snark was short lived as she felt the cock smack her in the cheek, making her squeal out in surprise.

“If I wanted you to talk, I would have asked for you too. Now, start sucking,” Dmitri commanded with a low growl. There was no hypnotic trace in his tone, he was just using his pure, dark charisma to command her here. She looked up at his face, then at his dick and then back at his head again quickly. Then with a shaky mouth, she opened her mouth and brought the thick head into her mouth. “That’s it…”

He held her head still so she couldn’t just pull away, instead making her go farther up his shaft as she sucked on him, gagging a bit due to his rough treatment of her mouth. But he didn’t give her pause, enjoying the sounds of some struggle as he indulged in her warm mouth. His face twisted into a smirk as he started to thrust, making her give out gurgling noises as he gripped her head in his hand.

Finally, he pulled out, allowing her to take a deep breath. “Aaaaah…fuck…!” Vicky coughed, her lips still wet from drool as she saw his cock was slick with her saliva, a small string of it still connecting it to her lower lip. “Give a girl a warning, please…”

“Now where would the fun in that be?” Dmitri said with a small smirk, smacking her on the other cheek with his now wet cock. She whimpered at that, her cheeks turning purple at his mocking displays on her. “Now to truly put you into some good use.”

Vicky got nervous at the way he said that as she felt the chains be undone via magic, but before she could even think of escaping, he quickly picked her up and bound her again, this time in cuffs as he hoisted her up, a hand on her ass for leverage as he carried her over his shoulder like a sack.

“Hey! Put me down!” she screamed, smacking his back with her bound hands.

“Silence, slave,” Dmitri growled, his eyes flashing red for a second. Vicky squeaked as her mouth was forcibly shut with magic, both scared and aroused by him. She then heard the sound of him opening a door as they were now in a new room. Clearly, this was meant to be his bedroom, with how extravagant it looked.

He then fastened a collar on her neck, the chains on her wrists vanishing as he dropped her on the ground, a chain now in his hand connecting to the collar. He then silently motioned her forward via tapping on her ass with his foot, making her squeak in her sealed shut mouth as she got a bit of a hint, getting on all fours as to not anger him further. She followed him as she crawled, her arousal leaking on his floor in small drips as she tried to hold back the fact she was being turned on by this.

“Now get on the bed and present yourself to me,” Dmitri commanded. Vicky quickly climbed onto the bed and did as he ordered, her cheeks flushed. “There… Now doesn’t it feel simpler this way? Just following your master’s command like the obedient pet you were always meant to be?” He said softly, enjoying the view of her lower holes on full display to him. Vicky only whimpered, both heavily aroused by his commanding aura and scared of what he had in store for her. Unlike with Damien, the pack, or even Violet, she wasn’t sure what Dmitri had in mind.

She then felt the bed shift as she looked back, seeing the imposing figure smirking down at her before grabbing her lower body and hoisting her up, making her squeal out in her sealed mouth before she felt him drop her down on his cock, her head reeling back as she was made to bounce on his cock, holding her hands behind his back.

She felt the ferocity in his thrusts, moaning into her sealed lips as he snapped his fingers, making her mouth unseal as she soon screamed out, her mouth unsealed. “Aaaah fuck…!” she screamed out, her voice filled with pleasure as Dmitri smirked at that.

“That’s it… Scream for me…!” he grunted, enjoying the sound of her screaming moans. “Submit to me…! Submit to the pleasures of the Dark Side…!” Vicky’s eyes rolled back as she bit her lip, trying to use what Mina taught her on how to hold back her orgasms to try and not let Dmitri win so easily.

She even pursed her lips shut so as not to let him hear her cries of pleasure. However, that seemed to have angered him, his thrusts getting harder with a growl in his tone. Vicky gritted her teeth as his free hand went to her breast and squeezed tight, making her gasp loudly, “Aaaaah…!”

“I said submit!” his growling tone had a faint bit of magic in his tone, but not enough for just full on hypnosis; that wouldn’t be as fun. No, just a small nudge to break her resolve. His hand pinching her nipple, his cock battering in her pussy, it was making it harder to resist and now a small part of her is asking, “Why should I resist?” thanks to him.

“Y-yes, Master…!” she cried, half-ashamed and half-aroused. That egged him on more, making him go faster as she screamed out, her head going crazy from pleasure as he lowered his hand to play with her clit.

“That’s it…! Submit yourself to me…!” Dmitri growled as he slammed harder, making Vicky scream out in pleasure. “You are mine now, understand?”

“YES MASTER!” Vicky cried out, her eyes clenched shut as she was moaning, some tears going down her cheeks from trying to hold herself back, a part of her still resisting him. Dimitri’s free hand moved for a final time, to the back of Vicky’s neck.

“Now to fully claim…” he purred as he pressed her head against his cushions as he started to pound into her harder. Vicky squealed loudly as she felt herself getting closer to orgasm.

“AHH! CAN I PLEASE CUM, MASTER?!” Vicky squealed as Dmitri gave a smirk at this.

“Yes~! When you do, you shall fully embrace the dark side!” Dmitri said, going harder into her to get her off. Her screams were music to his ears, so much so that he came inside of her not long after. 

Vicky panted a bit, her body shivering as she asked, “Are you… done, Master?” Damien chuckled in response.

“Oh I got some more uses for you, my dear,” Dmitri threatened with a smirk. However, before he could continue, he heard a throat being cleared. “Hmm?”

“Mind if we step in?” a soft voice asked as a black tendril wrapped around Dmitri’s torso as a shadow mass with glowing yellow eyes yanked him off.

“Victoria!” A voice shouted as Dimitri growled, but was then hit with a double dose of flames. Vicky turned and saw Miranda, Liam and Oz running up to her as Amira, Damien and Brian pinned Dmitri at a wall. Miranda came over and hugged her. “You okay?”

“Yeah… just a… little fuck drunk… gotta thank Mina for those lessons…” Vicky answered in reassurance as Liam sighed in relief. 

“Brian saw you get flown out of your house from his place,” Liam explained. “So we got together to get you out.”

“Ugh… foiled…” Dmitri growled in annoyance.

“You know, you literally could have done it the NORMAL way, ya Jackass,” Damien said in annoyance. “You literally could have just talked to either me or Miranda. You didn’t have to actually abduct her!”

“Yeah what the fuck, dude!” Brian said in annoyance… before doing a double-take between him and Miranda, “Wait, huh?”

“Long story, tell you later. After we get Victoria some clothes since someone cut hers to ribbons,” Miranda said, giving Dmitri a glare at that last part. 

“How did you resist his thrall though?” Liam asked curiously.

“Yeah, isn’t that meant to be super strong?” Oz asked in equal confusion. Vicky then remembered a few days ago… and then awkwardly chuckled.

“I think the Coven may have saved my ass by accident that time…” Vicky awkwardly laughed. Dmitri just growled in rage at that, his plans foiled once again by the Coven, especially Joy… even if this time it was a complete fluke on her part!

“I’ll be back! I need to take out my revenge on Joy…!” Dmitri then vanished into smoke at that declaration… as Liam looked unimpressed.

“I’m gonna go follow him. He and I are going to have a long chat,” Liam groaned, turning into mist in suit.

“He’s just mad we blueballed him,” Damien said, rolling his eyes. “Come on, Baby Girl. Let’s see if the fucking edge lord has something extra in his closet so we can get ya home.”

“Okay, Daddy,” Vicky teased as she got up, legs wobbly, and followed after Damien and Miranda… as Amira gave the two boys in her close friend group a small smirk.

“Told ya,” she winked as she followed after the group, both guys staring at Vicky’s nude body inadvertently… not like she was doing much effort to hide her modesty.

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So Vicky’s on bedrest due to one of her legs still being, “wobbly.” As a result, her friends, her girlfriend, and her boyfriend—holy fuck; she gets to brag about having a boyfriend AND a girlfriend, who were royalty on top of that!—did due dilligennce in getting her class notes and homework assignments… not that it mattered much in the long run.

Vicky was currently in bed wearing her, “lazy day outfit,” consisting of a loose tank top and some booty shorts. Just watching some shows she was needing to catch up on in boredom. Just then she saw a notification pop up. Naturally, she clicked it, and up came Brian.

“Yo Bluebell, s’up?” he asked, as she saw he was in some lazy clothes too; just his jersey and a pair of shorts.

“Nothing much, Green Giant,” Vicky answered. “Just so fucking bored…”

“Well I got something that could help with that. Found a movie on a streaming service that Polly recommended to me awhile back,” Brian said. He then started fumbling a bit, making her giggle at his bad skills with technical stuff.

“Is it on Webkix?”

“Yeah. It’s called, let’s see… I got the name on my phone,” Brian checked his phone on camera and squinted at the screen.

“Squinting’s bad for your eyes, you know?” Vicky reminded, in an almost older sister-like tone.

“Yeah, yeah. Ah, there it is. University of Sin.” He blinks as he asks, “Think it’s a psychological thriller? I haven’t seen it yet.”

“… Brian, Polly recommended this to you.”

“Yes. And?”

“Polly is a sex maniac, so this is likely a porno with a movie budget,” Vicky said bluntly. His face of realization after seconds of thinking it over earned a giggle out of her. “But I wouldn’t mind seeing it.”

Brian nodded as he started to type and to the screen appeared the title image. It showed a girl in a school uniform surrounded by many attractive males of different spots of school hierarchy.

“Ooo, she looks pretty,” Vicky complimented as Brian started the watch party. Vicky could only anticipate that this was Four Weddings and an Orgy all over again!

… But at least she doesn’t have to worry about being abducted again; that happened one chapter early.

Anyway, as the film continued, Vicky felt her hand going to the top drawer of her nightstand, rummaging through until she found a rabbit—the vibrator, not an actual rabbit! Sick freaks… She then lowered her booty shorts and slowly inserted it, panting a bit as her cheeks started to turn violet. “Aaaah~!” she gasped out as she turned it on.

She then heard a new groan as she looked and saw Brian was moving his hand below his own desk, and she could see a hint of a bottle of lube.

“Well fuck. We found a scene we can both jack off to, huh?” Vicky asked, hand still on the instrument between her legs. Brian just chuckled and nodded, focused on jacking off as she moved her own vibrator. Since they’ve known each other longer than anyone else in their circle of friends, and since are so open talking about sex, this should be… weird.

Brian groaned as he went faster, looking up. “Hey uh… you want to… um…” he seemed to be stepping around it, making her giggle as she adjusted her laptop’s webcam to show him the vibrator in her pussy.

“Go ahead, Green Giant. Show me that giant cock~!” Vicky teased with a moan. With that encouragement, he pushed back and showed it to her as they continued to also watch the movie, but now they had a second show: each other.

“… Fuck! It feels weird,” Vicky giggled, sensing the awkward arousal in the air. “We’ve basically known each other as siblings our whole lives, and now…!”

“Heh… yeah. Weirdly hot to see my sorta-sister fucking herself,” Brian admitted with a groan, stroking himself harder. Vicky looked over at his cock and actually licked her lips at the sight of it. She then moved her thumb to adjust the settings on her vibe as she fucked herself harder.

“Aaah fuck yes…!” Vicky moaned as she looked over at the screen to the movie. “Ah Goddess, I wish that was me…!”

“I heard that!” Brian scolded, and Vicky’s gaze went to him still stroking his cock. Vicky just rolled her eyes, still going strong.

“Oh c-come on, like you w-wouldn’t want to fuck a hottie in an empty class room,” Vicky taunted, non-numb leg twitching. 

“W-well, yeah. But if I did, I would h-have waited for it to be after school, not during i-it like these two dorks are,” Brian groaned, smirking at her. “By the way, whoever cums first has to… fuck…!”

“Has to fuck who? Or what?”

“Let me finish, damnit!”

“If you finish first, you lose… is what I assume you were going to say!”

“Damnit! Let me make a bet against you!” Brian laughed. “Man you got a big mouth, Bluebell. Alwa—aaah—always got to have t-the last word.”

“Then m-make the bet! Wh-what do I have to do if I cum first?”

“I—Okay… the first to cum h-has to do w-what the winner has to do the rest of the w-weekend…!”

“Sexual included?”

“Ye—NO! No, it’d be as weird as it is right now!”

“Fine. Same goes for you when you lose!”

“Wh—heh—hen?!” Brian shouted, though he was getting rather close.

“I-I can see the tip is a—aaaah—about to burst…!” Vicky teased, gritting her teeth as she unconsciously turned her vibrator up to the highest level. “Aaaaah Goddess, yeeeees…!”

Brian went wide eyed as he was given a very clear view of Vicky’s raised up, getting the view of the curve of her ass. “Aaaah fuck—!” he groaned as Vicky saw a thick load go off. “Che-cheater…!”

Vicky just giggled as she made pleasured moans as she let herself keep going. After another minute or so, she finally let herself climax, giving him a consolation prize of seeing her orgasm. She then turned her webcam up, sucking on the rabbit while making direct eye contact with the camera.

“Okay… are you… done with your victory lap?” Brian asked, trying to catch his breath.

Vicky just giggled as she answered, “Maybe~! Now… what to make you do…?” She tapped her chin in thought. “I want you to come to my place, bring popcorn and the greatest movies of all time.”

“So… cheesy eighties movie marathon?”

“Yep! We’ll see what comes from that, I just want to hang out with you, bro,” she answered with a squee, winking in a teasing tone, given what just happened.

“God you’re a fucking tease these days…!”

“Love you too,” Vicky said with a genuine laugh. That wasn’t a lie; though it may not have been romantically, she did love him. He was her oldest friend and the closest person she had to a brother; of course she would.

Of course, that also means she has free reign to do what a good pseudo-sister should; tease the hell out of him.

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Yes. That is a real student in the distance, and he wants to go skateboards. There. I did the thing. Happy?

“Very~!”

Ugh, I feel like a sell out with that joke. 

“ASDFMovies is funny. You’re just uncultured.”

Can we get back to the story as to why Fellow Student is being as subtle as an ice cream truck with bubble wrap tires around the Oberlins?

“Oh, yes! Narrate away~!”

Okay. Well, the totally real teenage student is totally just looking up the dankest of memes and trendiest of blogs on his phone. He was totally not recording Vera to get evidence of her usual trouble. Valerie, Vera’s sister, looked at Fellow Student while sipping soda.

“Hey Sis, you got a guy recording you again.”

“He just knows it’ll last longer,” Vera replied, working on her makeup. Vicky walked towards the shop, looking over the goods for any side fucks she may want to do.

“Side fucks?”

I know what I said.

“Vicky, who are you talking to?” Vera asked, ignoring my presence.

“Don’t be mean to the Narrator, Vee,” Valerie said in my defense.

“If it was an important conversation, then I would care,” Vera said, very hurtfully. 

“Anyway… is Fellow Student spying on you again?” Vicky asked. “I thought he quit the force and just decided on being a high school student, even though he’s probably Coach’s age. What gives?”

“Either he’s in the school newspaper, or he’s now a private eye I don’t care. He’s just being a pain in my neck,” Vera answered with a hiss in her tone.

“Hey, since you’re… you,” Valerie began. “Mind taking care of him for us?”

“Are… are you implying something?” Vicky asked, raising an eyebrow playfully.

“You know, with…” Valerie poked her tail through a hole made with her fingers. “How you’ve been so horny you fucked just about everyone who asked?”

“Aaah, that. So what’s in it for me?” Vicky asked, raising a brow. “I already have a Royal prom date, so…” Well, technically, you have two, but that’s semantics.

“… I knew there was a reason I tolerate you, Vicky,” Vera chuckled. “Fine. If you do this for me, then…” Huh. Vera actually had to think about this. “How about three year long VIP passes for my club?”

“Make it five and you got a deal,” Vicky haggled with a smile.

“Hmm… how about four and I throw in a special event for you? Any kind you wish within reason,” Vera counter offered.

“Deal!” Vicky shouted as she shook the gorgon’s hand. “By the way, Val, I was originally here for lipstick, but it could be useful in helping to seduce the literal cop.”

“Hmm… Want me to turn you into Jessica Wererabbit?”

“You can do that?” Vicky asked, surprised. Valerie then pulled out a violet sparkling dress, one that would show a lot of leg and a lot of cleavage.

Later, Fellow Student was in a club room to check over the footage he had collected. Little did he know, someone was waiting for him. She remained hidden in the shadows of the dark room, watching as he had prepared footage of Vera’s actions, trying hard to catch her in some sort of act.

… And then he felt two hands on his shoulders.

“Hey there~!” Vicky purred. He looked up and only saw two large blue breasts in a violet dress for a second before focusing on Vicky’s face looking down at him, one of her eyes shielded by the silver side bang. Her lips, protruded in a pout, were painted a particular shade of purple that really popped.

“Huzzah-huh Wha…?” was the pseudo-intelligent response of Fellow Student, the older student stupefied at her alluring form to speak properly.

“You seem tense…!” Vicky whispered, massaging his shoulders as she positioned herself just right. Just because he was taller than her, that didn’t mean shit when a sexy lady in a provocative dress is draping herself on you.

“N-now, you see, young lady…!” Fellow Student started, stuttering.

“Awww, what’s wrong? Am I interrupting something, Sir~?” Vicky asked in a sexy hum, batting her exposed eye.

“I-I have been asked to k-keep an eye on one Vera Oberlin. I-I may be a student like you but… and that’s all I’m gonna say before I blow my cover,” Fellow Student stammered, nearly blowing his cover.

“Awww, that sounds like a lot of work. Not a lot of time for yourself, hmm?” Vicky cooed, stroking his chin with her index finger, grinding herself into just below the small of his back. She repressed a smirk as a subtle, “ding,” was heard in his armor.

“Oh… Uhh…” Perfect. Vicky then turned his face to her and pulled him in for a kiss. And today she learned that he did have lips. They felt ghostly but with a slight tingling sensation that went down her spine. One of her hands then traveled from his shoulder to in between his legs. She uncapped the codpiece as it sprang out, as if manifesting itself.

“Mmm… You’re so tense…!” Vicky hummed, mentally cheering that he was at least endowed to make this a win for her. Taking the spiritual schlong in her hand, she started to stroke him.

“Aaaah… M-Miss, this is… um, I mean…!” The officer in disguise groaned in pleasure, feeling her talented hand feel up his ghosthood.

“Ever wondered why we say, ‘Fuck. Da. Police?’” Vicky asked, almost in a haunting whisper as her lips neared where his ear should be.

“Wh-why is… that…?” Fellow Student asked slowly.

“I’ll show you, if you get rid of that footage and leave Vera alone. Okay?” Finding himself under the undead siren’s spell, he pressed the delete button on the video. “Good boy~!”

Vicky then stopped grinding herself into his backside and got in front of him, lying down on the table, posing seductively. “Oh wow…”

“Well, what are you waiting for…?” Vicky then moved the skirt out of the way, showing she was going commando for him. “I want to fuck the police.”

That broke any resistance as she was soon pinned by one of his arms as he used his free hand to get his dick in position. “So… you were trying to seduce a police officer, hmm?”

“Is that a crime?”

“I… I know bribing an officer of the law is a crime, but…” Fellow Student thought back to his six months of police training. “You are misbehaving in a school zone, so that deserves a punishment!” He then summoned a pair of handcuffs, placing them on Vicky’s wrists, keeping them above her head. All the while, he never did put his dick away, or cover up Vicky’s sexy lower half.

“And if I resist arrest?”

“Then I guess I need to use any means necessary to keep you under my custody. Besides, you tried to peg an officer while he was down.”

“That I will not deny.” With that, the officer seemed to get an idea. Instead of teasing this girl with his cock, he’d use another method: he can have her do the work.

“Since it seemed you had an intent, let’s see what you were hiding.” The officer then felt and saw that while she had no harness, she didn’t need it; she was given a specialized strap-on that just needed to be inserted, pumping it a bit. She gasped as he asked, “You were gonna use this on me?”

“Oh it’s not a matter of, ‘gonna;’ it’s more like I am,” Vicky hummed as she used his distracted moment to slip out of his grasp and then use her bound hands to push him forward himself. He didn’t put them behind her after all. “Now… be a good boy… and take it~!”

And with that, the cop felt the smooth rubber of the hidden strap-on pierce him, making him gasp loudly. She used her bound arms to keep a hold around his neck as she thrust her hips; not to choke him, but to keep leverage. 

“Mmm… So this is what it feels like to be a top… I kinda like the variety,” Vicky moaned in his ear as she fucked his ass, pressing her breasts into his back. “How do you like it~? Like feeling the naughty girl fuck you?”

“Aaaah…!” he groaned, as she giggled at his sounds as she started to go harder into him, panting and moaning as she felt the stimulation in her pussy.

“That’s a good boy…! Take it…! Going to show you why you don’t spy on my friends~!” Vicky hummed as she pounded his ass, trying to imitate when Damien or even Scott was pounding her. 

“Aaah…! Going so hard…!”

“Want me to go harder~?”

“I guess…?!” he moaned out after a certain thrust she made as she grinned, going faster before she ended up moaning, the strap on making her pussy squirt around his cheeks before pulling out, confusing him. “Huh…?”

“Were you close?” Vicky cooed, stroking his chin. He gave a nod, panting. “I can let you cum inside me if you want… if you make a promise for me?”

“Y-Yes? What is it?” he asked, sounding desperate as his cock looked like it ached. She smirked, knowing she had her hooks in him. 

“If you promise to not bug Vera unless it’s school stuff. No more undercover things, like you promised before. The second you get to fuck me, you ain’t a cop anymore, just another student.”

It was an easy answer for him, as she was soon uncuffed, making out with Fellow Student as they fucked away as a celebration of his early retirement. She let him bounce her off his aching cock, his hands on her ass as he used his pent up aggression on her for the teasing.

“Harder…!” Vicky ordered, whispering in his ear. He followed her command, gripping her ass cheeks harder as his thrusts got rougher. She even gasped as he gave it a firm smack. “Aaaah yes…!”

“About to…!” he groaned, his thrusts getting harder into her as he looked at her for permission, and she gave him a sexy smile in return.

“Go ahead and let it out inside~! I don’t want to stain this dress!” Vicky moaned in his ear as that encouraged him to go all out before he unloaded into her, making her moan as she came on his cock. 

“Aaaah… wow…” Fellow Student sighed as Vicky kissed his chin with a smirk, letting herself rest on his lap in the afterglow.

“Now you see a big perk with being an actual student instead of just pretending; a chance with me,” Vicky teased with a smile. He nodded, agreeing that a chance to fuck the sexy reanimated girl was worth ditching his badge. Any sane monster would, really. 

“So… what now?” he asked.

“Well,” Vicky began with a giggle. “After some cuddling, we could either go for round two or we can head to the skate park, which are you more in the mood for?”

He thought about it and finally answered, “Rain check for the park? Kinda more in the mood for this. My wife never really… you know…”

“Aaah, poor baby~!” she hummed as she got ready, smiling. “Okay, let’s have some fun here still, and go to the skate park tomorrow.” He nodded eagerly as they made out, this deal now ending up with her giving him a make up for lost time to be intimate with a pretty girl after his years wasted on being trained to be a cop.

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Ahh, the great outdoors! The place for relaxation, a place to unwind after a long day, just hearing the sound of crickets and owls at the campfire. Vicky relaxed by said campfire, wearing her camping attire as she snacked on a s’more she made with a small hum.

“Psst!” Vicky blinked in confusion, looking around. “Pssst! Over here!”

“Huh?” Vicky asked as she looked up, and then behind her. She then saw piercing red eyes looking at her. “Oh. Hey, Moss,” Vicky greeted with a smile as she finished her s’more.

“Hello Miss Schmidt, how is your evening?” the gossip moth asked, nodding at her.

“It’s going okay, not feeling sleepy yet so just looking at the stars, you?”

“Oh the usual, but I did hear some… unique gossip recently,” Moss Man said, hjs big eyes looking at her.

“Oh really?” Vicky asked, rolling her own eyes. “What is it this time? Polly was killed by the Illuminati or something?”

“Actually the gossip was about you,” Moss explained, now getting her curious.

“If the rumor is that I slept with almost everyone back at Spooky High, then I’m here to ask how you were the last to know.”

… Damn. She got them.

“… Okay, that was a lie. I want gossip.”

“And there it is,” Vicky said with a giggle. “Hmm… let’s see… well, you can spread this one; I wouldn’t be opposed to some camp romps if you get me…” Vicky gave a flirty wink at Moss at that, making them look flustered.

“Out here? In the middle of the woods?”

“Why not? It’d be kinda hot if someone caught me in the middle of something, or if I hooked up with Damien or Miranda by the lake, or really anyone I ended up with,” Vicky said with a shrug.

“So what I am gleaming from that is that you are becoming a, pardon the the slang, ‘an exhobistyonistic slut,’ as I hear it called on line?”

“Oh wow, that’s some harsh language,” Vicky said with surprise, though she didn’t seem insulted by it. Though she was now interested as she came up to them , “So… why come to me with wanting gossip about my sex life, Moss?”

“Well… um, the students you don’t seem to interact with had some… terms for you, so I wanted to see if the rumors were true…” he said, his tone nervous as she was close.

“Oh? You weren’t hoping to see if I would have a go with you?” Vicky asked with a small hum in her voice. Moss Mann looked surprised at that, their wings fluttering slightly at the proposal. “But mind sharing some of what was said about me? We are alone out here, so you can share away~!”

“Oh? Well, um, if you are certain… hmm… where to start…” he asked as stroked his chin. “For starters, you suck like a Hoover.”

“But he was a sucky president.”

“Not him, the vacuum brand,” Moss corrected as Vicky raised a brow curiously as she smirked.

“Want to see if that rumor is true~?” Vicky then got on her knees and undid their  fly, fishing around before pulling out their dark blue bug cock. Moss blushed deeply as she started to suck.

“Oh…!” Their  large eyes widened as she sucked them off expertly. “Guess the rumors of you being really into sausages is also true…”

“Mmm~?” Vicky hummed at that comment. 

“As I said, a lot of it was slang and innuendo,” Moss explained, stroking her head as she continued to suck them off. “Also some said that you drink cum like its water out of a fountain.”

Vicky moaned softly as she let him out so she could breathe, “Wow… they are saying a lot, what else?”

“Hmm… Well, another thing I heard is that your breasts are mismatched.”

“Mismatched how?” Vicky asked, unzipping her jacket, revealing just her bra underneath.

“They have two different skin tones, the darker one is slightly larger than the lighter one,” Moss began, trying not to focus on her cleavage.

Vicky then felt them up as she continued, “I can see the color thing but they don't feel all that different. Want to test it?” She got up and opened her shirt more to show the bra-clad tits. Moss, with tentative hands, started to weigh her breasts.

“I-I guess they may have been… inaccurate about the size being different…” They were transfixed, juggling her bra-clad boobs as she moaned at his touch. “Though that rumor… they also said you were a C-Cup. That correct?”

“Well, you could read my bra’s tag and find out for yourself,” Vicky said with a smirk as she took her jacket off and reached behind to undo the hooks, letting her bra get loose and let him slowly take it off, his red eyes wide as he saw her now bare breasts before he looked into the bra to read the size.

“Well, it says, uh…” As they read it, they saw that in their  moment of distraction she got on her knees again and placed their cock between her breasts. “Aaah…! It says Double D.”

“Yep…!” Vicky said as she stroked their cock with her breasts, kissing their head as she looked up at them.

“Aaaah… they also said that you’re so eager that you get compared to an animal in heat… which I am seeing is very accurate.”

“Maybe~! Of course I can see you are also kinda eager.” Vicky then gave a wink as she kept the titjob going. She then sucked the head as they gave a groan, cumming into her mouth. She hummed as she sucked it up and swallowed it.

“Aaaah… wow. Want to get… to the main event?” they asked with of a sigh in pleasure, watching her get up and dropping her pants and panties, leaning onto a log.

“Come and get it…!” she teased. She wiggled her hips as they soon grabbed them and thrusted in, causing her to gasp.

“Guess all the rumors are true in total… in full, you’re, and I quote, ‘an eager slut who would spread her legs for anything with a cock, and lick pussy like its ice cream.’”

“Aaaah… fuck! Yes…!” Vicky gasped out, feeling his rather rough thrusts as they  started whispering the other nicknames she was given by the other students, panting and moaning at the lewd comments that were being shared in other cliques. 

“You’ve fully accepted this, haven't you? Horny little harlot…!” Moss gave her ass a spank as she moaned loudly from the impact.

“What—aaaah—is there for me to be ashamed of? The—aaaah—they’re not brave enough to even try and get at me~! Unlike you, you’re telling this to my face and giving me a real pounding! Give it to me more…!”

“You… You got it, filthy slut!” Vicky moaned loudly as she felt him go harder, enjoying the feeling as he screwed her. “‘Harlot,’ would be too generous… they are least getting paid for it, you’re just a thirsty whore who needs her fix…!”

“Yes…!”

“You wouldn’t even care if there were other monsters watching, would you? You’d likely gladly put this lewd body on display for anyone brave enough to view… And of course you’d let them join, bitch!”

“K-keep going!”

“You’d suck every cock in front of you, lick every cunt…! You’re just the school slut: outside of test scores, you are only there to fuck everyone there!”

“Now…! Let’s not make this all about me…!” Vicky panted. “You’re quite—AHH!—the sex god yourself~!”

“Oh? Is that so?” they asked as he groped her chest, “Quite the compliment from an experienced whore like you!”

“I can’t believe—Aaah~!—can’t believe I never had bug dick before…! It goes so far in…! And it’s so much bigger than I thought it’d be!” Vicky cried. “Fuck, I think it’s gonna make me cum!”

“Then why not? Cum and wake everyone from their tents…! Let them truly see the sex addict you really are while cumming on my moth cock…!” Soon enough, Vicky found herself achieving the first of multiple orgasms, Moss Man fucking her in many positions until the camp fire were just embers. 

“Aaaah…!” she moaned, now on her back as they  thrusted into her.

“Gonna cum! Going to cover those undead cow tits…!” they announced as they themselves finally came on her. They  panted, looking down at the soaked girl covered in his fluids, who just took a drop and licked her finger with a smirk.

“So… how’s that for the rumor mill?” Vicky asked, catching her breath. They gave a thumbs up as they helped fly her to the camp shower to clean her up.

Likely by morning, more rumors of Vicky will be in the air. But unlike some, Vicky isn’t too bothered. After all, that would just mean a chance with Moss Mann again.

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It’s a shame Miranda decided not to join her at Camp, but Vicky would always keep her girlfriend updated by sending video messages; some might be of her and Damien fucking, some might be solo shows, but all were sexy in nature.

… And that caught the attention of a certain serial killer by the name of Jerry, who caught the couple during one of these video messages. They were in the middle of sex in one of the bedrooms at the Haunted Manor. Perhaps haunted sex will get Damien noticed by the Wildfire.

“Here’s… Jerry!” the masked figure shouted as he barged into the room. Vicky and Damien… did not notice, as they were making out in front of Vicky’s phone camera. Jerry stared at this, a bit insulted but saw both had ditched their pants during this romp so far. “Uhh… should I come back or…?”

And it was that moment that Damien finally noticed the famed, pathetic, serial killer. “Who’s this loser?” He asked as Vicky looked, confused. 

“Aaah! Jerry? What are you doing here?” Vicky asked, covering herself and Damien with a blanket. 

 “Ambushing you!” he answered dramatically. “Attractive teens going at it at camp is basically a neon sign to summon me!”

“… Perv,” Vicky snarked as she chuckled. He just scoffed at that, annoyed. Damien just got off of her and began getting dressed again. “Hey!”

“Yeah… asshole killed the mood. But I want you in my tent later.” Damien was a gentleman enough to kiss her on the lips before leaving out the window, almost like a badass.

Vicky glared at Jerry as she shouted, “What the hell! Dude!”

“Damnit! He ran off before I could kill you both!” Jerry groaned, disappointed. “ … You’re still here, though…” 

… Crap. Twenty-one. Two plus one is three. That’s how you know a number is divisible by three.

“Fuck!” Vicky shouted, using a blanket as a cover before trying to run off herself. However, he was taller and faster, so it was easy for him to catch the busty, short, nude girl. “LET GO OF ME!”

“Not a chance! I am tired of people getting away from me!” Jerry ranted with a growl. He then looked around and saw some ropes, immediately hogtying her limbs before carrying off her nude body… but after some feet in the forest, he felt her kicking at him. “OW! Huh?” He looked and saw that her limbs were now free and she was starting to fight back. “Ah damn it, not again!” he yelped as he ended up dropping her.

“You’re really bad at this,” Vicky criticized, standing up after being dropped, rubbing her now sore butt from the landing on the forest floor. Jerry was focused on her naked form as she dusted herself off.

“You seem… different from last time you were here,” Jerry commented, noticing Vicky’s more liberated personality. “Less of a loser.”

“A lot’s happened in the school year. Also, hey! I take offense to that comment!” Yeah, all the stuff that Moss said? That can be taken in pride by reclaiming it. But being called a loser? That is universally an insult.

“Look, can we just do this? I got a quota I gotta meet,” Jerry said as he got his knife at the ready, but as he swung it, Vicky just kicked him in the leg; that made him fall over. “Ow!”

“That was… surprisingly easy. Why has nobody done that in the movies?” Vicky asked, confused as she remembered many of the villains in his brand of horror are rather slow.

… Damnit, Vicky! Don’t feel sorry for him!

“Jerry… maybe you can use some assistance?”

You’re gonna end up double dead.

“Don’t worry, I got an idea.”

… I have three guesses of where this is going to go, but you have already survived insane things throughout the school year, so I guess you got your survival instinct removed.

“Plus, I literally got killed by a serial killer. I’m used to these fuckers.” Vicky then looked at the groaning Jerry, who was fixing his mask. “And unlike that asshole, this guy is mostly harmless.

If you say so.

Jerry finished readjusting his mask as he got up, glaring at Vicky. “What do you mean, assistance? You got a death wish?”

“Jerry, no offense, you’re not exactly the best at the whole, ‘serial killer,’ thing. Especially given you can’t even keep a naked girl from getting out of your binds. My serial killer at least chained me to the bed to keep me from getting away until he killed me weeks later.”

“So what you’re saying is… if I kill you, I’m killing someone else’s leftovers?” Jerry asked, his eyes going wide in shock.

“That’s… that’s not what I was saying at all.”

“GAH! Damn it!” He hit his head on a tree in despair. “I can’t even be another guy’s sloppy seconds killer!”

… Wow. Just… wow.

“I’d make a bleeding heart joke, but I died via mouth gunshot, not heart gunshot. However… I do feel kinda bad for him.”

So you’re gonna let him pity kill you? Even if he wasn’t your first killer?

“No! I got a different idea! Just roll with me here!”

Alright, you’re the boss.

“I’m saying I’m an experienced serial killer victim,” Vicky answered, placing a hand on his shoulder. “So… how about I help you with the tying up thing? Since I am not exactly comfortable helping with the whole… knify-bits.”

“I don’t have it in my heart to kill someone else’s murder victim, anyway. So what’s in it for me?” Jerry asked, looking and feeling skeptic.

“Hmm… you could fuck me. You did nab me while I was fucking my boyfriend.” At that suggestion, Jerry did a double take. “We have an open relationship, plus… You got some decent height to you,” Vicky complimented, giving him a onceover.

“… I dunno… It’s kinda against a Slasher’s code to fuck the heroine…”

“Oh come on, who says I’m the heroine in your story? I mean, I appreciate the compliment, but just because I’m the heroine of a story, doesn’t mean we’re enemies, right?”

To be fair, Vicky, you are this story’s protagonist. So… kind of heroine. And he is a serial killer.

“Quiet, you!”

Jerry didn’t seem to fully get what was going on, but was in thought. “Hmm…” His yellow eyes looked over Vicky’s naked body; the temptation was very strong for him. Even if it goes against his self-imposed code, what non-ace, non-gay male can resist a sexy girl like her?

“Let’s start by picking up those ropes,” Vicky suggested, feeling around for the ropes Jerry tied her with. “Did you ever master knot tying?”

“Yes! … Mostly. … The basics,” he muttered, his head sinking down with embarrassment as she found the ropes soon, her butt high in the air as she picked them up. His eyes were wide as he stared right at it. She soon stood up straight and handed the ropes over.

“Found them. Okay… let’s head to a place to relax, you know anywhere?” Vicky asked as Jerry thought about it.

“Uhh… back at the manor, then?”

“Okay, maybe a different room from where you interrupted me though. Hmm… maybe the living room? Plenty of room there,” Vicky suggested.

Jerry then nodded as they soon went back to the manor, with him locking the front door as they went to the main living room area, with him swiping off the coffee table to give her a place to be laid on.

“Okay… for this, I’m gonna teach you a rather simple one. You don’t have to kill all the time, you could even think of this as a new way to make your own mark?”

“Oh?” Jerry asked as he untangled the ropes, looking at her with a curious look.

“I mean… you seem like a decent guy, all things considered. Maybe you could be… a guy who serial kills bad people? Like that short goblin creep kinda bad? Even the guy you seem to be inspired by was motivated by getting back at bad people, right?”

“That’s kinda true,” Jerry answered. “So I can use this on bad people who come into my woods then?” Vicky nodded as she tapped her chin at this, remembering something.

“I think there’s a knot tying book at Scout HQ… You got that teleporting thing, right? Could you get it?” Vicky suggested as Jerry nodded. She then saw him going into a bush, going in and then a few seconds later, arriving back with the book.

“Got it! The Spanish cat gave me a weird look when I took it though,” he said as he opened the book. “So which knots are we going for?”

“Hmm… let’s work on tying my arms behind my back and my ankles to my thighs. But have my legs be spread out; would be an easier carry that way,” Vicky suggested as she sat down.

He started by bending each knee, making sure her lower body was spread out as he did this. Vicky stayed still as her legs were soon bound, followed by her wrists. With some extra security, he bound her elbows together as well, making her nigh immobile. Soon she was hogtied, looking at her naked body and she saw he was looking rather… excited.

“Wow…” he said in awe. “Uhh… can you try getting out of that?” Vicky nodded as she started to wiggle around, trying to get out of it, even tried to kick her legs but all that did was make her lower body raise up.

“I think you did it. Having trouble getting out,” Vicky said, unaware of him staring at the space between her legs as she still wiggled around, testing for any weakness in the knots. “Fuck, I’m actually turned on right now.”

“I-I…uh… can… see that…” Jerry said as he was staring right at her pussy, his yellow eyes zeroing in there as Vicky just giggled, looking over at him.

“Hey, you better take responsibility, mister,” Vicky said in a playfully chastising tone. “I’d help you unzip, but I’m a little tied up at the moment.”

“Hehehe, yeah! Because I did that! TAKE THAT, HATERS!” Jerry cheered, finally facing success in his life. In his jubilation, he ended up slamming his hand down to try and hit her hand for a low-five… Only to miss and smack her on the ass.

“Ahh~!” Vicky shouted, biting her lower lip.

“Ah, crap. Sorry!”

“Do that again.”

“Uh…wha?” he asked in surprise as he saw her shake her lower body again.

“Spank me again, please!” she begged. “Don’t you wanna punish me for earlier?”

“Punish?” he asked, his voice airy as he looked at her.

“Yeah, for being mouthy earlier. You can do this kinda thing to others? People who just need to be taught manners, you can do this to them before offing them?”

“Heh… yeah. I guess I could,” Jerry answered, rubbing her ass before smacking it again. She moaned with each smack on her butt, with him enjoying the jiggling as he smacked each cheek in a rhythm to experiment.

“Am I the only one turned on right now?” she asked, licking her lips. “I can see a bump in your jeans, mind if I help with that too?”

“Uh, sure? You’re being so helpful, it almost scares me.” He got up as she motioned with her head to get in front of her. She then looked up and used her teeth on his zipper. “Ahh!”

“Something I’ve been working on…” Vicky replied, his zipper still in her mouth, becoming more aware of his erection. “I think you liked that…!” she giggled as she lowered her head to bring it down, as soon his gray-black cock slapped her forehead. She just gave it a tantalizing lick, causing him to shiver.

“Aaaah… wow…!” he groaned as he dropped his pants further, letting his cock slip into her mouth. “Fuck…!” She started to suck on the head, her tongue lathering it all over. Immediately, he pulled out, his nerves getting to him.

“That’s okay. Not everyone likes oral,” Vicky reassured. Just get behind me… although, mind bringing me to the couch?” He then carried her over with one hand, making her squeal as he hoisted her bound body so easily. “Oooo~! So strong~!”

“R-really?!”

“Yes…! You’re super strong; anyone would be lucky to be killed by you~!” Vicky flirted.. “Of course in my case… I get to fuck you~!”

“Hey! You’re the one tied up right now!” Jerry corrected.

“You know what? This leads right into gags. Wouldn’t want any potential victims crying out for help.” Vicky pointed out.

“I think I get it…” he said. He then looked around, patting down his jacket pockets for anything. He then found a rag in his inside pocket and stuffed it in her mouth, using extra rope to keep it in. Vicky yelped in surprise as he used some ingenuity to make sure she couldn’t just spit the rag out. Seeing as she couldn’t exactly tell him this, she just gave him an eye-bang of approval. She then watched as she saw him pull his shirt off next to show his slim muscled body.

“Sorry. Just… feeling hot all of a sudden. … No wonder you do this naked! If I did this with clothes, I’d die of heat exhaustion! And that’s not a fun way to die.” Vicky just nodded at his logic as he was soon behind her, looking down at her. “It’s… it’s almost like looking at a work of art.”

“Hmm?”

“Like those old paintings with naked girls on it? Or the old statues? Only you’re a lot softer than the statues. And that rope work… I did that! I am responsible for this lovely art piece! I… I almost don’t want to taint it.”

That made Vicky make some movements, trying to entice him further as she whimpered, looking back at him with a pleading gaze.

“You… you want me to taint you?”

“Mm-hmm!” Vicky answered with a nod, eagerly looking at him.

“Alright then…! I’M GONNA DO IT!” While grabbing a hold of her bound wrists and ankles as leverage, he thrust his cock forward… though since he is likely both inexperienced in this and overly excited, he wasn’t fully paying attention to his aim. Thankfully, since Vicky was turned on, it didn’t take long for him to find her cunt. “OH WOW…!” He gasped in pleasure, very likely losing his virginity at this moment and started to eagerly thrust up into her.

“MMMM~!” Vicky squealed loudly into her gag, her eyes going wide at his movements; what he lacked in experience or form, he made up for in eagerness and ferocity, his rough movements hitting her weak spots thanks to his enhanced strength. She squealed louder as she was actually picked up by her bound limbs, via the rope, and hung up as he gripped her hip with his free hand and started to pound her while standing up.

“OH YES! THIS FEELS SO GOOD!” he cheered out, going ham into her cunt as he pounded her silly, Vicky making squeals and moans into her gag as she was ragdolled on his cock. She was lucky she was a durable undead, since this would likely have killed a normal human girl or guy with how rough he was being.

… Her last serial killer wasn’t nearly this good.

Vicky didn’t want to hold back anything, moaning as she came multiple times on his cock as he just went on, groaning and moaning as he pounds her. “Aaaaah…! It’s getting so slick…! It’s making it easier to go faster!”

Soon enough, she felt her undead body go numb as he let her face rest in the couch cushions as he soon gave a loud groan, filling her up with his cum… he likely didn’t know better.

“Whoa… is this what I’ve been missing this whole time?” he asked, looking down at the bound beauty beneath him. He undid the gag at least so she could speak, panting as she looked at him.

“Holy… FUCK dude…! Was this your first time?!” she asked in disbelief.

“I… yes?” Jerry answered, zipping himself back up. “Did you enjoy it?”

“Fuck yes…” Vicky answered, giddily giggling, feeling fuck-drunk. “Y-you know what? Find Damien for me?”

“Huh?”

“Since I’m the heroine, wouldn’t it make sense for the hero to come rescue me?”

“Oh. OH! Right!” He put his shirt back on and got ready to draw Damien out, only… “Uh…what about you being bound up?”

“Hehehe… I think he’d want to untie me himself. You can keep the book by the way, you may find other uses in what’s in it,” Vicky answered with a smile, as she rested her head on the cushion on the couch as the slasher left. 

This was a very pleasurable outcome compared to the LAST time she dealt with a serial killer. Is there a term for when you’re upstaged as a serial killer to your victim? Because for the life of me, that sounds like that’s what happened here.

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One romantic rescue later, and Vicky was curled up against Damien in their tent. When the morning came, Vicky yawned as she got up, not caring that the blanket fell off her naked breasts. “Morning, Damien…” Vicky said, wiping the sleep out of her eye.

“Mmmm… too early,” Damien grunts, rolling to the side as she leaned over to kiss him on the cheek with a smile before getting up, slipping on the panties she wore last night and a big T-shirt before getting some clothes to change into for the day.

“I’m gonna head to the camp showers, hon. Need to clean up after last night,” Vicky said with a smile as she got her shampoo and other toiletries for it. 

“Okay…” Damien yawned, still tired as she smiled at his crankiness, slapping everything he could get his hands on. “Damn mosquitoes… trying to suck my blood…”

“I’ll see you at breakfast, honey,” Vicky hummed as she headed out to the girl’s showers, grabbing a towel as she did so. One shower later, she was fresh as a daisy as she walked to the changing room to get dressed when she heard a strange warping sound. “Okay, I was literally just held hostage yesterday!”

Luckily, it was not a kidnapping attempt… this time. However, it was an uninvited guest to the girl’s changing room in the form of the Interdimensional Prince, who looked puzzled. She screamed loudly, keeping the towel close to her body as he screamed back.

“Ah, by the fifth galaxy, don’t do that!”

“Why are you teleporting in the showers, Prince?!” Vicky asked in shock, looking at the alien prince in confusion. “Were you waiting for some girl to come in so you can sweep her off her feet or something?”

“Well… that was a plan I had in the past, but I have researched that did not work out as I would have planned,” the Prince admitted as he looked at her with a sigh. “I… am actually here to ask for some advice. I was waiting for you to be actually alone, but you have been… preoccupied.”

“Have you been spying on me having sex?” Vicky asked, coyly raising a brow at the casanova.

“W-Well, usually I saw the beginnings of it, I did not feel it proper to watch the whole thing. Especially given what my request entails,” the Prince said, trying to cover himself the best he could as Vicky sat down while keeping the towel on her.

“What’s up then? What was so important that you had to wait for me to be totally alone to ask?” Vicky asked, tilting her head curiously as he looked awkward… before sighing.

“How do you do it? How do you capture the heart of so many people, Victoria? I have done literally all I could think of, all I researched and all I get in the end is being the butt of many jokes and made a target of ire by your other friends!” Prince groaned, as Vicky was really the only one he never actually had to fully fight with.

Well, to answer one of the questions, he didn’t try to muscle in when you were getting with Miranda or Damien. He kept blue-balling the other three when they were trying to romance someone.

“Honestly? I wish I knew,” Vicky answered, after thinking long and hard. It couldn’t just be because she had a hot bod, right? Especially given if that was the case, she would have been in a lot darker moments at this point. Instead she was usually ending up with people who were usually pretty tender… save for a handful. But those were outliers compared to the rest.

“So… I guess you cannot help me, then,” the Prince sighed. “What have I been doing wrong?” He sat down on the bench, head in his hands as he looked down glumly. “I have tried all I could think of to get the heart of some of the others in the school, but all my attempts had failed.”

“Have you considered not abducting them?” Vicky suggested. “Speaking from personal experience, it’s kinky, not romantic. If your intent was for short term excitement, then hey, that works. But… if you wanted a long-term thing? I think you are KINDA going at it a little too fast. You don’t marry someone straight away.”

“Well, that’s how things are done at home,” the Interdimensional Prince clarified. “Taking a rival to the Ground of Knowledge to test your intelligence is a normal practice there.”

“Ooooh, so that’s what the game show thing is for…” Vicky said slowly, finally understanding that.

“Yes! Was it not obvious?!” the Interdimensional Prince asked, looking horrified that his intent was never clear.

“Uh… not really, no.” Vicky rubbed her head awkwardly with a chuckle. “Honestly a lot of people just thought you were trying to make Oz, Brian or Amira look bad by trying to look smarter. Also, they were all marriage-related.”

“Isn’t that the intention to get into a relationship?” the Prince asked, looking even more confused as Vicky sighed a bit, trying to think on how to make this sound not-rude.

“While that can be a long-term plan, you are kind of missing the courting stage of a relationship. You know, the part where you take your partner on dates and stuff? Are things that bad back home that they want you to marry the first person that says yes?” Vicky asked, her voice going into concern as she realized some implications.

“N-no! That’s just how things are. You jump into marriage, then you do the courting stuff to ensure your spouse stays.”

“That sounds a little out of order; is it to stay out of obligation or to stay happy?”

“It’s mostly the latter, but a small bit of the former depending on the royal. I am, of course, wanting to look out for my spouse’s happiness,” the Prince said sincerely. Vicky sighed a little in relief, since she could tell the Prince was a romantic at heart. So this was at least a good sign that he was at least wanting to be a good partner. “I don’t want it to be monogamous, but I intend to be loyal to them first and foremost.”

“Well, that’s a good sign at least. I can tell you have a lot of good qualities, your highness. You’re just kinda pushing forward a little fast for some people,” Vicky said with a smile as the prince looked curious.

“Oh really?” he asked, surprised as he then had a look of realization on his face as he got a good look at Vicky; wet hair, soft smile… voluptuous body mostly covered in a wet towel since she just got out of a shower.

“Now if it was about sex… you don’t necessarily need to wait to get married to have sex,” Vicky clarified. “Trust me when I say this; if you ask nicely, most of us would have likely gotten you in our bedrooms the second you popped that question.”

“S-Surely you jest…!” he said with a slightly flustered tone, his cheeks getting light purple at that as Vicky gave a sultry smile.

“Oh no, I am not. See… while we do want a long-term partner or partners, we kinda did make a discovery; a lot of us are okay with hooking up between us friends. And… while you have made them frustrated, we see you as a friend.” Vicky hummed with a soft smile, sitting down next to him.

“O-Oh, is that so…? Well, um… that-that’s good to hear…” the usually flirtatious man stuttered, his eyes transfixed on the beautiful girl smiling at him in nothing but a bath towel.

“At least… I would consider you a friend.” Suddenly, Vicky felt the Prince’s lips on her own. The kiss only lasted a second before she gently pushed him away. “Ah-ah-ah. Easy there, Princey. I can tell you know better than to rush into things, right?”

“Ah, sorry…” he apologized with a look downward as she tilted his head to look her in the eye.

“Hey now, no bad-talking yourself. Come on now… where is that confidence I usually see with you?” Vicky hummed with a flirty sound to her voice, her other hand now on his chest in a comforting manner… making him gulp a bit as he realized she had no hands on her towel anymore, and it was getting a bit loose. Dare he let it slip? Or hold it up and risk touching her breasts?

He… chose the latter motion, catching her towel before it could slide off her body. She made a gasping sound as she felt his hand grip her right breast as he held the towel. “Ah, s-sorry… your towel was about to fall, I just did it on instinct…!”

“Mmm… such a gentleman~!” Vicky said with a smile, her eyes now half-addled as she looked at him, his hand not moving from her breast to keep the towel secured. She saw his cheeks get a darker shade of violet at the compliment mixed with how she made it sound, which gave her an idea. If dirty words of degradation could turn her on… would words of praise be someone else’s turn on?

As a lead-in to her experiment, she kissed him, letting the Prince kiss back. Her arms went around his neck as she pressed on him. His own went around her back as he felt the towel preserving her modesty slide down. His body, especially a certain part of him, got ridgid as his hands felt her naked back.

“You’re so gentle…!” she whispered. “Your hands are so soft…!”

“Th-thank you…” he responded with a groan, as she felt his hands massage her back subconsciously. She gave a soft moan in response, smiling at him.

“See? This is how you get a partner… Compliment them on their best attributes,” Vicky advised before going back to kissing him. He moaned into the kiss, allowing her to unbutton his shirt as they kissed.

“I can safely say one of your best, next to your radiant beauty, is your kind soul…” he said with a charming smile as she giggled at that.

“Sweet talker,” Vicky smiled as she removed his shirt and felt up his chest, “Wow… sweet talker with some nice muscles~!”

“N-now, no need to exaggerate…! I shall exaggerate myself!” the Prince boasted confidently.

“What’s there to exaggerate? You’re no beef cake, but your muscles are very nicely shaped,” Vicky complimented. “You take really good care of yourself.”

“I would h-hope so!” the Prince stuttered. For all of his boasting of past prowess, he seems to not be used to actually being complimented.

Vicky smiled as she massaged his chest for a little longer before sliding off the bench, undoing his belt. “Now for this part~!”

“What are you—?” His face turned very maroon as she undid his pants and his cock came out, making Vicky hum to herself.

“Do you mind if I treat you for a bit?” Vicky asked. He just nodded dumbly as she smiled and started to give him a true royal treatment; one of her blowjobs. “Ahh…! The taste…!”

“T-Taste…?”

“I highly anticipate finding out how you taste when you release~!” He blushed as he groaned, getting both her mouth enveloping his dick and his balls as she kissed, sucked and licked all over his cock. The Prince was sweating. Since he never married—and thus, never courted—he was entirely unfamiliar with this sensation. No, not just having his alien cock sucked. Just feeling the touch of anyone on him like this.

And then there were the words… He was so used to being hurled insults—and literally being hurled whenever an attempt to marry a high schooler failed. However, not only is a beautiful woman not reviling in disgust at him, but she was also giving him an unforgettable experience, giving him praise.

Soon he groaned as she sucked a little harder, making him roll his head in pleasure as he filled her mouth. “Oooh… wow…” he panted as he watched as she let him unload in her mouth, taking in his whole length before swallowing when she was done savoring it. 

“Mmmm~! So tasty…!” Vicky hummed, looking up at him as she saw his cock was still hard. “Wow… after all that, you are still good to go? So much stamina~!”

“Um, thank you…” he said with a smile as she laid on the bench, opening her legs for him. “Oooh…”

“Come on in~!” Vicky hummed, doing a, “come hither,” finger motion as he got on top of her and inserted himself, making her moan aloud as he shivered, savoring the feeling.

“I’m… going to start…!” the Prince moaned as he thrust forward, making Vicky moan as he started, making her hold his shoulders.

“Yes…! That’s it…! Feels so good for your first time…!” Vicky gasped at each thrust, feeling him become more confident with each thrust. “Ahh…! Fuck me…!”

“With—aaaah—pleasure…!” he grunted as his thrusts grew stronger into her, his hands soon gripping onto her breasts as he angled himself so he was standing more as he fucked her, making her gasp out.

“Aaaah…! YES…!” Vicky gasped and moaned as she felt him go hard into her, as she looked at him with a happy smile. “You're so good at this…! Whoever you get as a partner will be so lucky…!”

“You truly believe so?”

“Yes…!” With this increase in his attitude and confidence, he gripped her breasts harder and went even harder into her, making Vicky squeal in pleasure as she came around his cock a few times as he was getting closer.

“Aaaah… I am… almost at the finish…!” he said as he grits his teeth, looking at her to see where she wants it, trying to hold himself back.

“Do it in me…!” At that call, he yells out in pleasure as he slammed down hard, filling her undead womb with his warm cum, making herself cum again at the feeling.

“Whoa… That was too good…!” Vicky sighed. He smiled down at her at that, allowing himself to pull out as his cum leaked out of her and onto the bench. “Heh… gotta get that washed out now.” she giggled as she sat up, looking up at him. “That was amazing, for real. I hope you were able to get what you needed from this.”

“I think I got all I needed and more, thank you,” he said with a smile as he got dressed as she used some paper towels to wipe herself before going to the locker that had her clothes in it. “So… would you be willing to—”

“I would have to politely decline. I’m already bound romantically to two royal suitors,” Vicky interrupted. He looked disappointed at that as she seemed to have loved his love making to her. “But if you want to be fuck buddies, I am more than happy to be that. You did say you didn’t want to be monogamous, right?”

He thought about that as he gave a conceding chuckle, “I guess I shall take that as my win then?”

“There you go, always find the bright side!” Vicky encouraged him with a smile. And with that, the Interdimensional Prince teleported away. She finished getting dressed and headed out to get that breakfast with Damien; after all of that, she was starving.

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The Camp Dome served as a battlefield between Camp Spooky and Camp Rival Camp. It was the place to show the skills, athleticism and drive of both camps and their campers. Today’s battle? Tug-Of-War, with the strongest people of both camps getting ready to pull on the rope.

Morty, the minotaur from the rival camp, looked over at the people cheering Camp Spooky on and noticed Vicky, and smirked a bit as he looked at Dmitri, “Is that the little number you told me about?” he asked, stretching and flexing his muscles.

“Indeed she is a little siren who attends Spooky High. She apparently has quite a number of notches on her belt if the rumors are to be believed,” Dmitri explained to his cohort. The muscular man was currently stretching out his leg as he used his free hand to stroke his chin in thought.

“That’s so, eh? Well, I think I know how to make this game even more interesting.” He looked at Camp Spooky to look for the captain of the opposing team. Funnily enough, it just so happened to be our girl. 

“Yo, skunk stripe. I got a proposition for ya,” he began, walking over to her.

Vicky, wearing her usual Camp Dome attire and doing her own stretches, looked at the very attractive minotaur approaching her. “What’s up?” She straightened herself up as she looked at the taller man.

“How about we spice this up a bit with a little bet?” Morty asked, smirking down at her with his sharpened teeth. She looked at him curiously as he continued. “We get a prize for the weekend, since it’s a Friday and all. You guys get one person from our camp if you win, but if we win… we get you.”

“Why me specifically?” Vicky asked with a raised brow, as he chuckled a bit.

“Cause I know you’re too goody-good to offer anyone else besides yourself. So why beat around the bush?” he answered.

“… Damnit. You’re right. I wouldn’t sacrifice anyone else.”

“I thought so,” Morty chuckled as he put a hand out. “So whatcha say?” Vicky thought about it for a moment before putting her hand in his, shaking it. “Pleasure to do business with you,” he chuckled as he walked off, making sure she could see the heart-shaped gaps in his pants as he walked off. She groaned internally; Stupid sexy Morty!

Soon the game was on, both sides grabbing a firm hold of the rope as it was a full on tug of war, both sides struggling until, with a mighty flex on his side, Morty saved his team from humiliation by using his full bull strength in his backwards tug to knock team scary forward into the dirt.

“Looks like another day longer for this cursed place…” Batniss muttered to herself before she saw Morty walking up to Vicky, a smirk on his face. “What are you doing, Morty?” She flew after him, curious.

“Claiming my win, that’s what,” Morty said with a small smirk as he hoisted Vicky over his shoulder, yelping as he did so.

“What are you…?” Damien asked as he got up, annoyed that they lost but looked at Vicky, who put a hand up.

“Sorry babe, I was about to tell you about the bet but the game started before I could. Loser had to choose someone from their side to spend the weekend at the other camp.” Vicky apologized as Damien just groaned, knowing she likely would have just volunteered herself either way. “I’ll be back on Monday!” she reassured as she was carried off.

“I’ll make sure the freezer has ice packs,” was Brian’s only comment after Camp Rival Camp was out of line of sight as they dispersed, knowing Vicky will be fine… but will be very sore when she gets back.

After a few minutes to get across the lake, Vicky was carried off by Morty to his personal cabin, making her yelp as she was dropped on the floor as he locked the door.

“So… I can kinda guess you know what’s coming, right?” Morty asked with a small snort, smirking down at her.

“I think I have a rough idea…”

“Oh you don’t know the half of what, ‘rough,’ is yet, little girl. Mind gettin’ out of those dirty clothes first? You won’t be needing them this weekend, so we’ll give ‘em back after a good wash,” Morty ordered as Vicky just nodded, getting up and stripping out of her mud-covered outfit.

“Okay, got it off… how do you want to—” Before Vicky could finish, she felt his large hands gripping onto her breasts from behind, making her gasp out in surprise at his rough handling.

“Damn, you got some good udders here. Too bad they ain’t gonna be good for milkin’ from what I can tell, but they still feel really nice!” he said with a crass laugh, fondling her breasts with his strong hands.

“Y-You don’t me—aaaaaah—mess around, do you?” Vicky asked as she panted and moaned, feeling his grip on her breasts, one of his hands now going down and sticking a thick finger up her cunt, making her gasp louder.

“Nope. For this weekend, consider me a breedin’ bull, because you’re gonna be spendin’ all the time in here and getting your holes filled!” Morty snorted in arousal as he looked at her with a lust in his eyes, making her gulp a bit. She’s handled Scott and the Wolfpack, but they are likely not gonna be as rough as a literal bull.

Vicky gritted her teeth as he continued to grope and finger her, her hand reaching back blindly before she felt his bulge… and gulped again, her eyes now even wider. “… Whoa…”

“Heh… feel bigger than it looks, eh?” he asked with a bit of arrogance to his tone. “Blame the bull part of me~!” He then threw her down onto her butt, taking his own shorts down to show off his full length to him. “Now make good use of your slutty mouth.”

“You know… you never said I had to do as you say.” At that remark, he just gave her another snort, silently telling her that was implied. “I… I see your point.” She then got onto her knees to be more leveled with his cock and brought it into her mouth, sucking on the thick head as she tried her best to get what she could into her mouth. It didn’t take long for her to choke and back off.

“Who said you could get off?” he asked, stopping her before she could get her mouth off the head and shoved it back in, making her gargle around the thick cock as he started to fuck her mouth. “Aaaaah fuck yeah…! You got a good mouth on you when you ain’t snarking off!” That earned him a couple of teeth practically chomp down on him. “YOUCH!”

Who’s to say our girl wasn’t allowed to have her fun too? 

He yanked Vicky by her hair as he looked at her, “So you want to play that game, eh? Do that again and I will tie you up outside for the rest of camp to see!” he growled, grinning at the punishment he had in mind. He did pull out so she could actually answer, letting her pant for a moment as he glared down, “Got it?”

“Y-yes…” Vicky said after a cough as he grins down at her, keeping her face near his cock. He yanked her by the hair again. Seeing that he wasn’t exactly happy with that response, she corrected herself saying, “Yes, Sir…”

“If you’re really sorry, give the big bull rod a kiss to make it feel better!” he ordered with a large smirk, bringing the slab of hard rod against her face, his sack on her chin as he kept it close. He breathed a sigh of pleasure as he felt her tongue against his shaft, even giving his balls a kiss to placate him. “Good girl…!”

Vicky continued to lather the rod with licks and even suck in the sides to lubricate him before she found herself being tossed on his bed. The much smaller girl then felt him grab her abdomen as he slicked the head between both of her lower holes, sliding it up and down indecisively. “Aaaah…! S-Sir…?”

“Shh… thinking of which of these to use first,” Morty said, trying to actually think of a way to go instead of just going in full force blindly as he usually does. Hearing her whimper as he pressed against her ass solidified his decision, however. With a huge grin, she felt the thankfully lubed head enter her ass, making her squeal very loudly.

“Aaaah…! Too biiiiiiig…!” she squealed as he did slow thrusts to get more inside, making her cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

“Heh, gotta have someone break this in…! May as well help ya boy toy out with getting this more experienced!” Morty chortled. Sure, she might’ve done anal before—thanks, Wolfpack and Faith—but she still wasn’t exactly used to it. But after some thrusts, she shivered and screamed out as she felt him bottom out inside.

“Aaaah…! So full…!” she groaned as he felt him start to properly fuck her ass, her eyes rolled back at the sensation as he pounded her into the bed. 

“Fuuuuck…! This ass is amazing…! Your boyfriend is missing out if he ain’t pounding this tight hole any chance he gets!” Morty grunted out as he fucked her harder, making her cry out again as his hand went down to play with her pussy more to help her ease up. Vicky felt her legs unconsciously clench together at that, but that only made his rubbing her clit hold that much more of a physical effect on her.

“Aaaaah…! FUCK ME…!” Vicky moaned hoarsely, not fighting him off as he pounded into her, cumming on his fingers after he played with her clit. He smirked as he continued to play with it, getting some more stimulation in her next orgasm as he slammed down hard into her asscheeks, roaring out a thunderous moo as he filled her ass with cum before pulling out. “Aaaah… fuck…”

“Ain’t done yet, slut!” Morty said with a smirk as her eyes went wide as she was flipped over onto her back, him spreading her legs out as he got his cum-coated cock at her pussy lips.

“W-Wait, I just—!” she began as he thrusted hard into her still sensitive pussy, making her scream again in pleasure as she felt herself climax at him just thrusting in before he started to pound into her pussy. “Damn you…!”

“Aaah stop complaining…! You love this, don’t you?” he asked with a smirk as he pounded into her, grunting away as he did so. “Don’t lie, I can feel it in this sweet little pussy of yours!”

“I-I may feel pleasure from it… but doesn’t mean you’re on Damien’s level, big guy. Or Scott’s!” Vicky said with a small smirk, knowing his main physical rivals would rile him up a bit. “Y-You’re just trying to get your dick wet… they at least try and make sure I have a good time too…!”

“Oh, you sayin’ I’m inadequate, ya little whore?”

“Maybe not in size… but technique? Big time~!” Vicky teased up at him, even while sweaty and still feeling an ache inside of her ass, she still had a fighting spirit. And something about that just roused Morty’s competitive spirit as this just encouraged him to pound into her harder. She at least had to admit secretly that what he lacked in actual skills in sex, he made up for in shere brutality and instinct.

“How’s THIS for skill?!” he asked with a grunt as he pounded into her harder, as Vicky gasped as she felt him bounce her on his cock.

“G-aaaah…! St-Still sloppy…! Even Dmitri was ab-able to make me break a little when he—aaaaaah!—he had me in his sex dungeon…!” Vicky groaned out, her head rolling back in the pleasure but she was still giving him taunts, which only riled up the bull man more.

“Really now?” he asked, slowing down, but not stopping. “You’re saying that my bro, Dmitri, did better than I am?”

“Fuck yes!” Vicky answered, catching her breath. She heard him growl at that as she felt him lift her legs up higher.

“Then I gotta show him up too!” He then started to thrust into her harder, making her squeal more as she felt him put her into a positon called the, “mating press,” as he was fucking her, going harder as he made her cum a bit more from the stimulation.

“Gah…! Let me know when you’re gonna cum…!”

“Why should I…?” he asked with a grunt, pounding hard into her as he used her ass as leverage to hold her legs in place.

“So I could cum… cum with you…!” Vicky answered. That got a grin on his face as he pounded her harder, both groaning and moaning in pleasure.

“G-Getting close then…!” He growled in pleasure, grabbing her ass to get his pace steadier so he didn't slip out of her as he got closer to release. He didn’t even hesitate making her ass violet, spanking her as he neared climax.

“AAAAAH FUCK…!” Vicky screamed as both came at the same time, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she felt him fill her up as her pussy clenched around him in climax.

“Well… I’ll give you a slight reprieve… before I go to town on your ass again.” He then pulled out of her pussy, letting both of her lower holes leak cum as they took the time to relax before he went for round three, Vicky just panting as she took this time to get her breath back. This was going to be a very long weekend.

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“… Since I got taken against my will last chapter, can I take it easier this time?”

I would say that is fair. Besides, it was the third to break the, “every third chapter,” rule, so I think that’s all done now. Also, aren’t you going to be meeting someone for a little reading?

“Yeah, I guess. One of the new girls wanted to get to know me for some advice,” Vicky sighed as she had at least a couple days after the thing with Morty to relax with Damien as she went to the lakeside to meet with the mummified beauty, Isis.

Isis was currently getting some scrolls out with her books as she saw Vicky and waved her over, “Aaaah, Victoria. Over here.” she said with an eye-smile. Vicky blinked a bit, still curious about this woman.

“Hey again…” Vicky greeted, taking her place next to the taller woman. She especially liked it that she was a taller girl, the pervy side of her enjoying the upward view but she genuinely enjoyed Isis’ company; it was nice to be friends with another more outwardly bookworm girl.

“So, what shall we read today? I am thinking… some nice stories about the fashions in history, given we both share an interest in accessories and fashion on top of our academic interests.” Isis then picked out some of the books she had gotten, one about an Egyptian queen named Cleopatra.

“Ooo, that will be helpful with my designs!” Vicky said with a smile as they started to look over the story, as well as the illustrations about older fashions. When they got to mummification in the afterlife preparations and the fashions they wore for that, Vicky slowly started to look towards Isis.

“… Yes?” Isis asked, tilting her head curiously as Vicky rubbed her chin curiously.

“Um… I hope this isn’t rude, but um…” she then sighs as she groaned out, “Fuck it there’s no soft way to ask this; how do you do it?”

“Do… what?”

“Breathe in that gauze. I know when you were reconstituted like Abdu, you were given back your organs too. So I know you got lungs again.”

“Aaah, so you are aware of how we mummies are given our restorations,” Isis said as she looked at herself; for a 2000+ year old mummy, she did look very amazing, a side effect of this restoration. “But as for how I did it, it is a rather simple soothing of the fabric. Plus it’s actually rather easy to breathe in comparison to most modern fabrics.”

“Oh?”

“I suppose… I could have you see for yourself? I am in need of some fresh gauze soon anyway, so I have plenty of extra. Is there anywhere private here that we can do this?” Isis asked, collecting the books as Vicky nodded, taking her to the boat house that was near the lake so they could have a private place.

“Hey, uh… you need me to help you with your gauze first? Before you do it to me?” Vicky asked as Isis gave a chuckle, giving her an amused look.

“Are you trying to, as they say, ‘cop a feel?’” Isis asked with a tone of amusement, not insulted but more finding it funny she had to be sneaky about it.

“Maybe,” Vicky answered. Isis just chuckled as she stripped out of her outer clothes, revealing her body that was covered in the gauze. She then started to undo the bandages, making Vicky go wide eyed as she realized she was going to see something that all the others haven’t yet; an Isis not covered in gauze!

What she got was parts of Isis’ body missing, replaced with a prosthetic leg and even the lower half of her face. Judging by her eyes, Vicky could tell the taller woman was self-conscious about these, especially given the upper half of her body looked like they had transplants to her breasts to restore them to what was the original size in life, the scars very noticeable with skin grafts similar to her own.

“I… hope this wasn’t something you were disappointed with…” Isis said, now nervous as Vicky came over and placed a finger on her prosthetic chin and got her to look her in the eye.

“Isis, look at me.” Isis followed her command as Vicky soon stripped herself, showing her the various stitches on her own body. “Out of anyone in this school, I think I can understand how you feel. But if people can find me beautiful with all these stitches and scars on me, you are equally beautiful.” And with that, Vicky placed a kiss on Isis’s prosthetic lips. Isis kissed back, the two patchwork girls making out in solidarity. It wasn’t a hot and heavy kiss, but rather a soft and passionate one.

“Heh… thanks,” Isis said with a smile, her cheeks blushing a bit as she felt her own large bosom pressing on Vicky’s, the green and blue patch-scar covered breasts on each other. “Uh… now then…” Vicky nodded, knowing she was still self conscious about it so she helped re-wrap up her arms and torso but kept her upper body exposed for now.

“I want to experience it first before I do the rest. … Plus I do kinda want to see your face while I do it,” Vicky admitted as Isis nodded in understanding. Isis then pulled Vicky’s hair up into a bun similar to her own before starting to put the gauze from Vicky’s lower half of her face and started to go lower, getting it down to her shoulders in the gauze. Unlike Isis, this robbed Vicky the ability to speak.

“Huh. I guess I may have made it too tight on your chin… can you still move it enough to breathe out of?” Isis asked as Vicky made a rather small sound of exhaling to show that, indeed, she could still do that. She took in a breath from her nose to keep some air in. “Okay, good. That is a relief at least.”

Still… Vicky couldn’t tell Isis that she was struggling to breathe, even if she wanted to. She noticed Isis’s eyes were looking at her chest, watching as it raised up and down in her attempt to breathe. She looked at Vicky, who gave her a nod in response to her quiet question as Isis’ organic hand started to trace Vicky’s body.

“So you are feeling enjoyment from touch, hmm?” Isis hummed. Vicky whimpered as she felt the gauzed hand stroking her breast as the organic one went lower. “I’ll take that as a yes…!” She smiled as she brought her fingers into her friend’s pussy. Vicky cried out as a result. “Yeah…! You really like that, don’t you?” Isis asked, her breath on the shorter girl’s ear. 

“Mmm-hmm…!” Vicky nodded, her head looking at her as Isis continued to finger her slowly. The longer she continued, the more Isis seemed to enjoy it. Vicky’s head rolled back in pleasure as Isis kissed at Vicky’s neck with her prosthetic lips, making her giggle through her gag as she tried to keep from getting light headed.

“Oh, poor baby~!” Isis giggled. “Do you need to cum?” Vicky nodded very quickly at this, whimpering as she looked at her. She wasn’t sure if it was her impending orgasm or her breathlessness that was making her feel giddy. But then she felt Isis stop for a moment, making her look at her with a whimper.

“Ah-ah-ah~! Can't you finish too fast, now can we? Got to make sure you can catch your breath when you can.” To her surprise, Vicky shook her head. “Really? Are you sure about that, Victoria?” Vicky nodded in response. “Alright,” Isis giggled, brushing the younger’s hair out of her face. 

Vicky then squealed as she felt Iris’s fingers go faster into her, her fluids flowing onto the chair as she felt her legs twitch, raising up. Eyes fluttering, her gaze turned to the elder undead.

“Did you enjoy that?” Vicky nodded slowly, her breathing making the gauze puff up as she felt light headed as Isis tugged on it. “Want me to remove these yet?” Vicky shook her head again… she could use the nap anyway. She was then brought to Isis’ bosom to use as a pillow for her nap, the older girl relaxing herself as they just relaxed in the boat house.

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Well, now that camp was all said and done, time to go back to school, right? Well… Vera asked Vicky to do another favor for her. She was told to wear, “something sexy,” to one of Vera’s motels so she was heading there. She opted for a simple black dress and matching pumps. Also, “no panties,” was a requirement from the gorgon. So, full commando like she was asked as she drove into the back parking lot of the motel in question.

Vicky entered the front desk as the lizard man at the front desk saw her, “Aaah, you must be the one Miss Oberlin requested. You are to meet in Room 69, miss.” Vicky had to hold back a snicker at that as she went for that room after getting the key. Of course it would be room 69.

She opened the door and saw Vera sitting in the armchair of a rather opulent room for the motel, reading a magazine as she saw Vicky walk in.

“Aaaah, you have arrived. And in a sexy little dress, very good.” Vera said with a pleased smile, her hairs hissing in interest. Vicky blushed as she saw the smoldering grin of this very dangerous woman. It was like an anaconda looking at a little mouse. Vera then walked up to the shorter woman, gloves on, intending to intimately inspect the girl.

Vicky gasped as she felt Vera reaching right into the top of her dress, feeling up her breasts as she fondled the large bosom, squeezing her fingers on her nipples for a moment. Vicky gasped with each squeeze.

“Easy now. Save it for potential clients,” Vera hummed as she fixed the dress’s top before lowering her hand, not letting Vicky have time to think on what she said as she felt Vera’s finger inspect her lower holes.

“Aaaah fuck…! W-Wha-what clients—eeeee!” Vicky squealed as she felt Vera twist her clit at the question.

“Ah-ah-ah~! Be a good girl and listen,” Vera said, getting her to look her in the eyes with her now moist fingers, Vicky panting a bit as she looked at her with arousal. Vera then placed her gloved fingers in Vicky’s mouth. “You know how successful Mürdr has been, correct?”

“Mm-hmm…” Vicky hummed, sucking on Vera’s fingers with her fluids on it. Vera chuckled as she saw how distracted Vicky was. She could turn the girl to stone at any moment if she wanted… but right now, she doesn’t want to.

“Well, Polly and I got together to think up a similar app, but instead of finding the perfect assassin, it would be for finding the perfect escort,” Vera continued as she got Vicky to look her in the eyes. “So I spoke with the Vanderbilt sisters and Damien for some permission. As long as I give them a good little portion of it for you in terms of the profits, they are okay with it as long as I get your consent. Plus, having an official Royal concubine could boost sales.”

Vicky eagerly nodded as Vera pulled her fingers out. Taking the gloves off, Vera then disposed of them before revealing a briefcase.

“Now then, I’m going to need your hands behind your back. I need you to be properly displayed after all.” Vicky nodded as she placed her hands behind her back. “Good girl… now fair warning, some of our clients may look a little older than you are used too, but you have fucked literal centuries old vampires so I doubt that is an issue for you, yes?”

“No, ma’am,” Vicky clarified, feeling her arms go into some sleeves. She then heard the sound of locking. After Vera stepped away, Vicky tried pulling her arms apart, to no success. “So where would you like me to be now, Miss?”

“You’re fast to adapt to your role well. Good girl, here’s a reward for good behavior~!” Vera then tilted her head up and gave Vicky a small kiss on the lips. As soon as she broke the kiss, Vera placed a collar around her neck, with a leash attached. Vera then led her to the bed and motioned for her to get onto it. “A little warm-up before we head out.”

And with that, Vera resumed kissing Vicky, nudging her legs apart before easing a vibrator in between her legs. Vicky squealed, letting Vera deepen the kiss as the vibrator was thrusted into her. However, instead of fucking her with it, she just left it in there. Vera soon broke the kiss as she smirked at her. “That’s so you are ready for the clients, Vicky. Now be a good girl and wait.” Vera then got up and walked to the chair and sat back down, letting Vicky writhe in the bed as the vibrator teased her.

Vicky thought back to Mina’s lessons in controlling her orgasms: using some breathing and focus, she kept herself from cumming from the teasing sensations as two knocks came to the door. “Huh…? Who is it?” Vicky asked airily.

“I’ll answer that,” Vera answered, getting up to the hotel door, slipping through as she left Vicky alone with her thoughts. Vicky hummed to herself to keep her loins under control as she waited for the Gorgon to come back. Though was it just her, or did the vibrations suddenly become more intense?

Vicky squealed loudly as her head rolled back, as she heard a bit of a muffled conversation. She felt her heels kick out as she struggled to hold her orgasm back.

“And here she is, Gentlemen,” Vera said as Vicky looked to see a humanoid Dragon, a werelion and an orc.

“So a patchwork girl?” the werelion asked curiously as Vera chuckled.

“Do not underestimate her, my good man. She’s far from just a mere doll, if you want a demonstration,” Vera said with a sultry smirk at Vicky. Vicky then felt Vera’s hand go in between her legs again. 

“Aaah fuck…!” Vicky moaned as she felt Vera move the vibrator in and out. The three men all nod, enjoying the sounds she made as they saw her kick off her pumps so her toes could curl better. Vera then took this opportunity to make out with the girl, making eye contact with the potential clients for her app.

The clients all sat in what was available as they watched Vera and Vicky make out, with Vera slowly and sensually pulling Vicky’s dress down her body, thankful that it was a sleeveless dress so it could be pulled down easily, revealing her breasts. They all stared as they saw her remove the rest of her dress, showing off Vicky’s pussy in the process as well. Her hands started to trace each and every stitch Vicky had on her while they kissed, making the shorter girl hum as she felt that.

“Go ahead…! Cum for me…!” Vera whispered. Vicky soon squealed as she came, her pussy slightly gushing around the vibrator inside of her as she panted a bit, looking at Vera.

“Aaaah fuck, that was so good…!” Vicky breathed, looking at Vera with a lustful gaze.

“Now then… I suppose you’re all wondering if she’s this good with clients such as yourselves,” Vera stated, turning to the clients. “I was intending on having her demonstration be public but…”

“How much?” the three men asked at once, already getting their wallets out. Vera had a smirk at this, as Vicky looked at her curiously.

“Well, considering she is the concubine of Princess Miranda Vanderbilt of the Merkingdom, as well as that of the Prince of the Eighth Circle of Hell… How is 5500 Money for full access from each of you? She is the premiere escort after all.”

To her delight, all three of them agreed, some even opting to pay more. Vera took the money into her brief case as she sat down and watched the three men strip down, Vicky looking on eagerly as she saw the three hard ons.

“Ready, my dear?” the dragon man asked with a small smirk, his sharp teeth showing.

“So how shall we do this?” asked the werelion.

“Perhaps you all can take me at once?” Vicky suggested.

“I like the sound of that!” the orc shouted. The three large business men then descended onto Vicky, the smaller girl squealed as she was picked up by the orc who laid under her, the werelion mounting her ass as the dragon fucked her mouth.

“Mmmm… well, this is quite a show…” Vera whispered, indulging a little herself as she stroked her chest as she watched her friend get fucked by three older men’s cocks for her profit. On the one hand, she made nearly 18000 Money off of Vicky just now. On the other hand, she is basically letting three men old enough to be her father, if not older in the dragon’s case, fuck one of the few people she would see as a genuine friend. Is this guilt she was feeling or arousal given Vicky is moaning while choking on lizard cock?

Whatever it was, Vera can suppress it, for now. She continued to watch as Vicky was literally manhandled, moaning as she deep-throated the draconian dick the best she could as she let herself be bounced between the orc and werelion.

“Fuck, she feels so good…!”

“She’s taking it up the ass like a champ…! It's so tight!”

“She sure knows her way around cock…! Worth every bit of money spent!” Vera watched as Vicky squealed, cumming on the orc’s cock as the werelion’s mitts squeezed her tits.

Soon, all three pulled out, giving Vicky time to catch her breath. She was then rolled onto her back as she began to get them close to her face, as she soon began to lick, stroke and suck each of them to climax before all came on her face and tits. Vicky looked up at the three men, licking her lips for any stray cum that was there.

“I hope you gentlemen enjoyed your time~!” Vicky said with a bright and cheery smile.

“Did we ever…!”

“Be sure to share about the app when you can~!” Vicky giggled as she sat up, getting a towel that Vera had set up and used it to wipe herself off after Vera let her arms get unbound. The three men dressed, said their farewells and left.

“I have to say, Vicky… I am very impressed,” Vera said as she looked over at Vicky with a small smirk. “Never knew you could give Polly a run for her money in the kink department.”

“Hehehehe…” Vicky laughed a bit, rubbing the back of her head. “So… I did good, right?”

“Oh yes, you did very good indeed. Ready to make it official then? This was just a trial run to see if you would be okay with doing this in the long term.”

“Make me one of your official Hökrs?”

“I’m not calling the app that…” Vicky just stuck her tongue out in a teasing fashion at that, as Vera rolled her eyes a bit. She wasn’t upset by that, more amused than anything. “But yes. You are to be one of my employees. Are you fine with that?”

“Of course! I know you treat your workers well,” Vicky reassured with a smile as she got closer, “So… would it be a bad time to see if it’s against the rules to sleep with the boss~?”

“You literally just got fucked by three guys, at the same time, and you are still horny?” Vera asked, raising a brow at this. “You are insatiable.”

“I know,” Vicky acknowledged. Vera just saw the infectious smile on her face before sighing, heading to the door… and locking it as she looked at the naked girl with a predatory grin. “Ooh my~!”

“What? I just need to give you another inspection before we go public. That’s all,”  Vera responded, giving a smirk as she walked over to Vicky to give her a very thorough, “inspection.”

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Vicky was hanging out at the cafeteria with her own group of friends, all four eating as they watched the other two color cliques eating; Vicky giving a wave to Isis as they went by her table before sitting at a table across from another.

Oz looked up and saw Sawyer showing Noodles a video on their phone while Abdu was casually flicking through his phone. “Huh, where’s their Blue at?”

“Why ya wanna know, scrawny?” a voice asked as Oz quickly turned… almost getting face to tits with the smirking storm elemental who just ruffled his head. “Just teasin’, Oz. I was getting an energy drink for the gym.”

“Hah! Nice!” Amira cheered, high-fiving the girl two grades her junior. The younger girl smirked as she looked at Vicky.

“Hey, Vicky. Been hearin’ you’ve been laying your claim, eh? Jealous~!” Susanne said as she came over and gave Vicky a pat on the back, a little spark going up to Vicky’s bolts. Vicky shivered as she felt that as she gave her a chuckle.

“Heh, are you jealous of me getting with everyone or you not joining in yet?” Vicky asked in a teasing voice, making the confident girl just smirk a bit.

“Hah! A bit of both, sweet thing,” Susanne said with a small smirk. “Gotta say, you’re quite an inspiration for me, besides us both bein’ blue brainy bombshells!”

“Should we be here for this or…?” Oz asked.

“What, you think we were gonna do it right here in the cafeteria or something?” Susanne asked as she ruffled his head again with a chuckle, “Sorry cutie, ain’t that easy with me. You worry too much like Sawyer does.”

“Only because I care, Suzie!” Sawyer called out from their seat, as Susanne just flipped them off in a good-hearted manner.

“Anyway, as for that thing… you wanna hang out later? Kinda did want to show ya how I use my storm stuff to make a tesla set up,” Susanne said with a smirk.

“Uh, sure!” Vicky answered. “Be cool to see your experiment. Just make sure not to let it zap me too hard, I kinda have a battery thing for a reason.”

“Ah don’t worry. I may look like a thug, but I got a brain like Einstein, babe!” Susanne said with a confident smirk as she walked back over to her friends. Vicky did let her eyes linger a bit on Susanne’s thicc butt as she walked away though but got back to eating as Brian chuckled.

“Even getting in with the other crews, Aqua? Man you are insatiable,” Brian said in amusement as he drank his milk.

“Yeah… it is kinda wild, Vick,” Oz said as he looked at her curiously. “Are you doing okay?”

“Thanks for the concern, Ozzy,” Vicky said as she gave him a side hug. “But don’t worry, I have been able to take care of myself!” She gave him a reassuring smile, which eased the yellow-clad boy a bit.

Later, behind the school, Vicky came by a set up that Susanne made with some old antennas and a large metal pole. She had a metal rod set up around it in a circle. “You’re about to see a hell of a show!” Susanne said as she lowered her sunglasses before she flicked her wrist, making the storm clouds form overhead as soon the lightning struck, hitting each pole in a different tune.

“Oooo~! Electric music, literally!” Vicky said, in awe at the trick she did as she saw the sparks fly at the different poles that made a tune with each one. Though after she was done, Susanne gave a huge smirk… until the unintended side effect came in and both got caught in the rain. “Gah—!”

“I guess that wasn’t a factor in the plan?” Vicky asked as they soon ran inside of the gym, their clothes soaked.

“Ah fucking hell…” Susanne groaned in annoyance as she took off her jacket to try and wring out the leather… and Vicky was staring as she saw the white t-shirt she was wearing was soaked through, revealing she wasn’t wearing a bra. Vicky then started to do the same with her sweater, revealing her sheer off-white blouse.

“You okay, Susanne?” Vicky asked as she wrung out the woolen material, trying hard to not stare at her chest and kept focus on her face.

“Yeah… leather’s a bitch.”

“Try cashmere.” Both girls gave a chuckle as they took their jackets to the locker room so they could at least let the rest of their clothes dry off in a place with some relative privacy, both girls stripping and putting their soaked clothes on the bench.

Susanne looked over at Vicky and gave her a once over, humming a bit. “Mm-mmm-mmm~! I can see why everyone is going to you like a magnet, Vicky. You are one sexy lady~!”

“Hehehe, thanks,” Vicky said as she stroked her wet hair a bit as she looked at her, blushing a bit at the slightly taller girl’s wider build. “You’re also quite attractive yourself…”

“Yeah, Thicc girls got just as many good things as a skinny girl like you~!” Susanne said as she lifted her arms up to show off, showing her both sides with a lot of confidence.

“Whoa…!”

“I noticed ya lookin’ at my butt earlier today, Vicky. Go ahead and take a feel if ya want~!”  Susanne invited with a small smirk. Vicky, gulping a little, walked over and grabbed a feel of the large pillowy cheeks, making the storm elemental hum in appreciation.

“I-I’ll admit… your butt is really nice, but…” Vicky gulped as she was now looking over Susanne’s side and looking at her sideboob, making Susanne smirk a bit.

“Aaah, so more a Titty girl than a booty girl, eh?” Susanne asked with an amused smirk, “I can respect that.” Vicky then laid down on one of the benches as Susanne began playing with her own breasts. “Wanna play with them a bit, Vicky~?”

“Yes please~!” Vicky watched as Susanne straddled her and brought her hands to the large bosom. Her dainty hands started to massage and caress her, Susanne humming like low thunder in pleasure.

“Come on, cutie~! Get those fingers in there!” At that encouragement, Vicky’s fingers gripped her nipples and started to play with them. “Aaaah~! You are gonna be gettin’ it soon!”

“I hope so…!” Vicky said as she continued to play with the bosom before Susanne’s hands went down.

“Let’s see how you like it, hot stuff!” Her stronger hands took a handful of Vicky’s tits each as her index and middle fingers squeezed her nipples, causing the smaller girl to squeak. “Heh, these are soft!” Her fingers sparked into her nipples, making the smaller girl moan aloud.

“Yours are just so firm…!” Vicky complimented. Both girls continued to play with each other’s breasts, giving out moans and squeals as they fondled each other.

“Okay…! Getting so fucking turned on right now…!” Susanne moaned as she looked down at Vicky.

“Yeah…?” Vicky then felt Susanne lift her leg up as she pressed her pussy against Vicky’s and started to scissor her, both of them each taking a tit and tugging on their nipples as they did it. “Ahh!”

“Yeah… you like that? I like that!”

“Yes…! I like that…!” Vicky squealed as they continued at it, scissoring against each other as the smaller girl went against her harder, grinding their pussylips hard to create some friction that lead to mild sparks, making Vicky squeal more as she felt herself tighten her grip on the stockier girl’s nipple. Vicky then took Susanne by surprise by taking one of her breasts in her mouth.

“O-Ooooh~!” Susanne moaned at that, feeling the smaller girl suck on her nipple as she started to go faster, grinding into her while having a hand on Vicky’s curly hair. “Fuck yes…! So good…!” Both then stopped as both screamed out in pleasure as they came at the same time, Susanne’s body sparking up faintly as she felt the pleasure course through her and Vicky felt the same shock go through her, making her gasp a bit as she ended up cumming again from the sudden sensation.

And if anyone asks, the power going out at that exact moment was strictly coincidental. 

“Holy… fuck! That was… awesome!” Susanne cheered. Both were laying down now, both blue girls trying to catch their breath after that feeling of pleasure.

“Yeah…!” Vicky replied, her bolts feeling overcharged. “I feel like I can keep going!”

“I actually could use the rest,” Susanne chuckled, getting her clothes and heading to the showers. Just because the power was out doesn’t mean the same held true for the water. 

“Okay… I need a way to let this out…” Vicky began to think of who was still at the school. The football team and coach were nigh guarantees, perhaps cheer squad as well? “Wait, where’s the Cheer Squad? They would’ve barged in on us by now.”

“I dunno,” Susanne answered from the shower stall. Vicky stroked her chin curiously at this as she got up and started to shower herself, getting herself cleaned up.

“Maybe they got spooked when the rain came?” Vicky asked.

“Hope not, that would be a bummer,” Susanne chuckled from her stall. “Though if ya want to hook up at a later date, just give me a call, okay?” Vicky just gave a thumbs up from where she was, hopping into another stall to clean herself off.

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Vicky walked into the store room of the shop with Valerie, both girls holding up boxes. “Thanks again for the help, Vicky,” Valerie said as they set the boxes of stuff in the store room. “You have no idea how much of a pain in the ass it is to get this shit in here…”

“So… this is where you keep the stuff you sell?” Vicky asked, curious.

“Eh, the stuff you can get multiples of anyway. Some things are a little more special than that,” Valerie answered with a shrug, showing the press-on snake tattoo as an example of what she meant by, “multiples.” “Though I’ve honestly been thinking of expanding the shop’s inventory. It starts to get a little bland since you and the others literally bought out the more interesting stock.”

“What kind of interesting stuff?”

“I dunno. Maybe sex stuff?” Valerie answered with a shrug. “I mean… I sold a literal corpse and a bloody tampon, so it’s not like that’d be the most controversial thing I would sell. Hell, I sold ANGEL BLOOD, Vicky!” she chuckled at that memory. “Man, the Coven gave me hell for that one… literally.”

“I remember that!” Vicky shouted, also chuckling at that memory. “That was a really wild week.”

“Yeah… hmm…” Valerie looked around the room as she says, “I could maybe put bondage gear there, sex toys there, lingerie there…”

“Is that even allowed?” Vicky asked, to which Valerie just raised an eyebrow, as if to ask if the girl has actually ever been to this school. “Shut up.”

“You asked the silly question, sweetheart. Though I will say, I’d need a person to test some products on… to see the effectiveness,” Valerie looked towards Vicky. “You work for my sister now, and you got in with Milo. Maybe you can ask them for some stock while I get things squared with sis?”

“Sure. I guess,” Vicky answered. Both got their cell phones out and started to text Vera and Milo. After a bit, a shadowy portal formed a piece of paper for Valerie; it was from Milo, having summoned it from their own inventory. Valerie signed it after skimming it over.

“Wow, they’re good,” Valerie said with a small nod, stroking her chin, “Wonder if that’s a trade secret…”

“Could be… so what did Vera say?” Vicky asked as Valerie looked at her with a small smirk, a purr escaping her lips.

“Oh, sis gave the okay for this kitty to play for a very generous family discount~!” Valerie said, walking by Vicky as her tail went against her cheek before opening up the box.

“Well, what is it?” Vicky asked as she saw Valerie pull out a few things; a strap on with a few detachable, unique dildos; a cat o nine tails whip; a few unique kinds of vibrators and a cat tail plug. “O-Ooooh…!”

“Well, it seems Milo knows the kind of things I would want to test out before I sell them~!” Valerie said with a small purr as she looked at Vicky. “I think I’ll take these samples out for myself… unless you think they’ll sell more if used on you?”

“Uh… maybe I should volunteer myself for this?”

“I am mostly teasing,” Valerie reassured with a smile. “I ain’t gonna force you to do it, sweetie. Just wanted some input is all~!” she purred softly, batting an eye at the shorter undead woman.

“Well, you are giving the flirty eyes, so I was just making sure you knew that,” Vicky said as Valerie nodded in understanding.

“Yeah, that’s perfectly fair. So, want to volunteer or raincheck?”

“I’ll volunteer.” Valerie smiled at that as she went to the door of the shop and locked it, but then looked back at her.

“Blinds up or down?”

“Can we keep them closed, please? I would like at least some privacy,” Vicky requested. Valerie, nodding, dropped the blinds to keep peeping-toms from looking in.

“Alright… now for the fun~!” Valerie purred as the patchwork girl started to strip. Valerie then pinned Vicky to the counter to kiss her. Vicky’s hand went up to Valerie’s hair as they kissed, running her fingers through it.

After they broke the kiss, Vicky hummed as she looked up at Valerie. “Your fur is so soft…!”

“Heh, thanks. Your skin is also really soft,” Valerie said as she got up and got to the merchandise. “Let’s see… what do you want to start with?”

“Hmm… how about…” Vicky began as she also approached the box. After some rummaging, she found a riding crop. “Oh my…!”

“Ooooh~! You feeling like a naughty girl and want to get hit with the crop~?” Valerie asked, smirking at her.

“Maybe~!” Vicky answered, passing it to her. Vicky then pressed against the counter, her ass pointed out at the cat girl. Valerie traced the curve of her backside before smacking it. “Ooh~!” With each moan of pleasure, she was given a smack on the ass.

“Aaah yeah, that’s some sweet music you’re making…!” Valerie purred, still using it as Vicky’s legs twitched with each spank.

“Thank you…!”

“Make more!” With that order, Valerie continued to spank her, adding a bit more strength. Vicky continued to moan, adding her own purrs as Valerie continued. “Hey, who taught you that?” Valerie asked, chuckling.

“It just feels so good…!” Soon Vicky was panting in pleasure, her ass a shiny shade of violet. 

“Alright… let me find something else…” Valerie chuckled, going back to the box. “Hmm… This one here needs to be installed into a door.” She then revealed a series of straps and handles, as well as devices to secure on a door frame.

“Oh…?”

“We’re gonna have to improvise, since I assume you don’t want people seeing you get fucked and suspended.” Vicky shook her head at this as Valerie began to look around the shop. She then saw the shop’s storage closet door. “That’ll do.”

Vicky followed Valerie as the cat girl set up the device before helping Vicky get hooked up to it. “Ooooh, kinda tight…” Vicky hummed as she hoisted herself up. Vicky grabbed onto the arm straps to keep herself steady as Valerie fixed it up.

“Now now, what to do…?” Valerie asked, stroking her finger from the base of Vicky’s neck down towards her navel, doing a figure eight between her breasts as she did this. “So many options…”

“Ahh~!” Vicky moaned, shivering from Valerie’s touch… thankful that Valerie chose to keep her claws in. She then felt her get close, purring in her ear.

“Got any… preferences~?” Valerie purred sensually, licking Vicky’s ear teasingly, feeling her squirm under the prickly feeling.

“What else is in there?” Vicky asked.

“Besides the dildos and strap on… hmm…” Valerie went to the box, bending over to look. Vicky couldn’t help but stare at Valerie‘s ass hugged by the jeans she chose to wear.

“Hey, if I stare, that’s my fault for being attracted. Not hers.”

Very true, but now’s not the time and here’s not the place.

“Huh, what’s this?” Valerie stood up as she got an egg-sized device and a remote control. “Looks like a bigger version of those bead vibrators. Apparently, it comes with an app and everything…”

“You use it on me, I’m gonna have to buy it, right?”

“I dunno. Maybe some of this school’s freaks will be into tested vibes enough to buy one used.” Vicky thought about it and then remembered someone bought a used tampon.

“… Okay yeah, that’s fair. So either I buy it if I like it, or you make it more expensive because it was used?”

“Ah, so you know my pay table,” Valerie purred as she walked over and brought the vibe into Vicky’s pussy. Vicky shivered, grabbing onto the arm straps as it was placed inside, already on. With a bit of effort, its shape fit itself in as Valerie started to play with Vicky’s breasts as the vibrator did its thing.

“Aaaah~! Yes…!”

“Mmm… Good girl~!” Valerie purred as she set the remote to make it go harder into her, making Vicky cry out in pleasure as Valerie soon hoisted a line, making Vicky’s legs raise up to suspend her further, causing her to squeak. “Wow… looks like I’m making a bit of modern art with you looking like this~!”

“Heh…!” Vicky then saw Valerie grab the riding crop again, along with something else. It was one of the dildos, but it was put into a gag-like device. She secured it and gave Vicky a smirk.

“Open wide~!” Valerie hummed. Vicky, deciding to play bratty, kept her mouth shut. “Alright… Go ahead and tempt me. See where it gets you.”

… That’s a feather. Ah crap.

Vicky then felt Valerie starting to tickle her with it, teasing her on the nipples and clit too. Vicky’s resolve stayed strong… for a few seconds. One burst of laughter and Valerie was able to stick the gag in, and then snapped the magnetic clasp together. And with that, Valerie proceeded to grab the crop once more.

Valerie raised her up more and started spanking her ass, pussy, and breasts. All the while, Vicky was squealing and squirming in delight. Valerie smirked as she smacked the girl, watching as her legs twitched as her pussy leaked from the vibrator.

“Cumming already?” Valerie asked with a snicker. Vicky whimpered as she looked up at her. Valerie had a mischievous smirk as she switched it to max, making Vicky squeal around the gag as she came, practically spraying the floor with her cum. “Well… now you have a mess to clean.”

Vicky made an apologetic sound as Valerie looked over Vicky’s body, humming slightly as she rubbed her chin. After that, Valerie let the shorter girl down, allowing her to ungag herself. “Wow…” Vicky panted, still moaning faintly from the vibrator inside of her.

“Yeah, I know. You still made a mess,” Valerie scolded. “So how about you clean it up?” She then made the sitting girl kneel, her face being near where the cum spilled. And Vicky was made to lick the floor. Hey, she’s done worse for hot monsters.

“Are we… good?” Vicky asked, having finished cleaning the floor with her tongue.

“Hmm… yeah,” Valerie answered, tossing Vicky a bottle of flavored water. “Heh, want the whole case?”

“Hmm… Sure. Love the flavor,” Vicky answered, getting dressed. “So…”

“Everything you used that you’re not keeping? Double the price.” Vicky gawked at her as Valerie smirked, “What? It’s gotten used by the sex Queen of Spooky High.”

“I thought that was Polly?”

“She’s the Sex Goddess, given how kinky she is,” Valerie chuckled. “But you have gotten yourself up there in the Sex-Hiarchy. … Speaking of, I’m surprised you never got with her yet.”

… Oh yeah. You haven’t, have you?

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… Let’s fix that.

“Victoria, are you okay?” Dr. Schmidt asked, looking at Vicky oddly. Vicky looked at her mother, as the two were walking to a local Russian-Jewish restaurant.

“Yeah, Mom. I’m fine…”

“Your grades are slipping. I had to have a long talk with your Mad Science teacher.”

“… You’re my Mad Science teacher.”

“I know. Just wanted to make sure things are okay, that's all.”

“Mom, I just had two normal A’s instead of all A+’s. I checked, I haven’t gotten all F’s or something that dramatic.”

“I know, but you are usually pretty on top of things. Just worried is all,” Dr. Schmidt said with a chuckle. “Sorry for playing helicopter mom. But you know I do it out of love.”

“I know…” Vicky answered, both entering the restaurant at that statement. Thankfully, both checked beforehand that the food was Kosher. They looked around and saw the place had a nice atmosphere as they walked in.

“Oh hey boo!” a voice said as Vicky and Dr. Schmidt looked and saw Polly at the restaurant’s bar, waving. “Oh hey doc, you’re here too?”

“Oh, hey Polly!”

“Hello Miss Geist, how are you?” Dr. Schmidt greeted. “Your chemistry report was a wonder to read, as always.”

“Thanks! So, you here for the meal or the bar? Because gotta say, the vodka here is top notch! They also got Tarasun, Medovukha, Kagor and even Balsam here, so there’s some variety!” Polly rattled off, as the two did look somewhat interested.

“Ooo, those do sound lovely, but we are just here for a meal. I am sure your family enjoys being here because of the culture?” Dr. Schmidt asked as Polly gave a nod.

“Yeah, my mom and bro were here with me earlier but they went home. They let me stay so I can enjoy the bar before heading out on the town, they know how I am with parties and stuff. And I plan on partying it up Russian style!” Both women chuckled at the party girl’s exuberance, finding her enthusiasm endearing.

“So I guess you can say they serve spirits?”

“I mean… I would hope so. She’s here and she’s a ghost.”

Both high schoolers looked at each other, trying hard not to laugh at Dr. Schmidt’s ignorance.

“I’m joking, ladies. So you know where the waitress is so we can get our table?” Dr. Schmidt looked around, trying to see if any staff were nearby. Polly shouted something in Russian to one of the waitresses, a Kikimora, who looked up.

“Yes?” the Kikimora asked, tilting her head curiously.

“They want a table so they can try some food from the motherland! Hook them up, Kiki!” Polly said with a smile as the girl, Kiki, nodded with a smile. The waitress then motioned Vicky and Dr. Schmidt to a booth at the back of the restaurant, seating them across from each other.

“Well, that is very kind of you,” Dr. Schmidt said with a smile as the house spirit gave them each their menu. Just as she was about to look over the menu, her phone started ringing. “Hmm… I’ll be right back, Vicky. You can order our drinks, I need to take this.”

“No problem, Mom,” Vicky said with a wave. Dr. Schmidt then got up to take her call, leaving her daughter alone as she looked over the drink selection. As she did so, she was unaware of someone slinking under the floor before she felt a couple of hands on her thighs. “Hmm?”

“Shouldn’t be too surprised, Boo~!” Vicky quickly looked under the table and saw a mischievously smirking Polly looking up at her from her seat, her head and hands peeking out of it. “Also, no panties… Naughty~!”

“Why would I go commando having dinner with my mother?” Vicky asked, whisper-shouting at the ghost. Giggling, Polly reveals a rather familiar piece of fabric… Of course she took them off without Vicky noticing. “What do you think you are doing?! We’re in a restaurant!”

“Exactly~! And I want a special dish for myself if you get me,” Polly cooed, licking her lips a bit, “You have no idea how hard it is to not be tempted after hearing all about you from Damien and the others~!”

Vicky looked around, making sure no one was looking towards her table before looking at Polly, “You know you are doing something super risky, right?”

“Uh-huh!” As if on cue with that, Polly brought her head closer to the treasure in between Vicky’s legs. Vicky bit her lip as Polly’s mouth met her pussy. Vicky tried her best to keep her composure, making sure she still looked calm in the event her mom came back.

“Mmm…!” Vicky kept her tongue repressed as she felt Polly’s expert tongue action. Vicky dug her heels into the tiled floor beneath her as Polly continued, trying to think back to Mina’s lessons on repressing her orgasms to not get loud in public. The last thing she needed was her mother to come in on her cumming in Polly’s mouth.

Speak of the devil, she doth return from her call. “Hello dear, do you have any recommendations?” Dr. Schmidt asked as she got back in her seat.

“Uhh… I haven’t got a good chance to look at the menu…!” Vicky answered. The scientist looked confused at her reaction as Vicky pulled it up to hide her flushed face. “Polly…!” she mouthed, looking down at the ghost still going at it between her legs. “Knock it off…! My mother is back!”

“Hmm?” Polly quietly vocalized, turning her head 180 degrees to see Dr. Schmidt, but then turned back. “So…?”

“So… I’m not in the… nngh…! I’m not in the mood to play games in front of my mom…!” Vicky whispered in a quiet hiss, but was lucky Dr. Schmidt was distracted by trying to choose a drink. Still, Polly ignored her. The ghost girl’s tongue just went back to work, even going deeper to mess with the blue girl.

“Ladies? Are you ready to order?” Vicky heard someone ask. Looking up from her menu, the waitress had returned, giving both ladies a glass of water.

“Oh yes, I shall have the stroganoff over rice and some of the Balsom,” Dr. Schmidt ordered as the waitress wrote it down.

“Uhh… I’ll just have the borscht. No alcohol for me…!” Vicky squeaked out, trying to hold back as Polly was going in very deep, her tongue rubbing her g-spot. At that moment, the waitress left, taking the menus—Vicky’s safety from being outed—away.

“You okay, honey?” Dr. Schmidt asked, making Vicky nod rapidly which made her raise a brow in confusion. “You seem rather flushed…?”

“Ooh, uh… could just be where I’m sitting. Maybe I’m sitting under the heat or something?” Vicky suggested, looking up and seeing the vent above her, giving her at least something of an out.

“Aaah, that could be it… though weird to think they have it on this late…” Dr. Schmidt said, stroking her chin as she thought over this possibility. Vicky was just surprised her mother wasn’t able to detect Polly at all.

Polly, also noticing that Dr. Schmidt seems to be unaware of her, got emboldened to go in deeper, her mouth sometimes switching to lick at Vicky’s clit before going back in. Vicky gripped the table hard at that, her pupils shrinking a bit at that. “Mmm…!”

“Hmm?”

“Just uh… e-enjoying the music,” she said, giving an awkward smile as she tried to hide her moaning with hums. Vicky made a higher pitch hum as she felt Polly start to add fingering to her motions, gripping the table tightly.

Thankfully, the waitress came over and set the drink down for Vicky’s mom as she refilled Vicky’s water, giving the two a smile. “Your food shall be out soon,” she then set down some bread rolls that were on the house. Vicky immediately took one in her mouth, using the dough to muffle her moans. At the very least, she could say that she just enjoyed the bread that much.

“Victoria…?”

“Hmm?” Vicky swallowed what she could as she cleared her throat, “Sorry… it really tastes good.” She gave an awkward smile as Polly was letting her rest for a moment since the ghost girl was adjusting herself. “I need to go to the bathroom.”

And with that, Vicky bolted away from the table and to the restaurant bathroom. She needed to catch her breath. Surprisingly, she did not see Polly in there with her. Vicky groaned, sitting down in a stall and placed her hand in between her legs, having been edged.

As she started to try and ease some tension, she heard a faint humming tune before she saw Polly’s head peek in, smirking at her. “So this is where you snuck off to~?”

“Polly! That was super embarrassing!” Vicky complained. Polly just giggled a bit as she phased herself the rest of the way into the stall.

“Oh come on, that can’t be as bad as some of the stuff you did before, right?”

“Those were strangers! This was my mom!” Vicky said in a hiss.

“And…?” Polly asked. Vicky just gave a wordless glare that, unfortunately, explained everything. “Oh… I guess I’m so used to being sexual around my mom, I forgot that not everyone is with their parents.”

“Yeah, I think my mom is… likely aware of me being, ‘active,’ since she knows about me, Miranda and Damien… but that doesn’t exactly mean I want her to see me in that kind of scenario.” Polly gave an apologetic look, which Vicky did at least appreciate. The ghost then stood back up, out of the stall as she let Vicky finish up. “… Aren’t you going to finish me off?”

“You sure?” Polly asked, turning around but not wanting to look too eager.

“Well… yeah,” Vicky answered, allowing Polly to phase through the stall door. Polly had a small smirk on her face as she concentrated and soon her clothes were on the ground and then grabbed Vicky and pulled her closer, letting her dress fall off of her. “Whoa! How long have you been able to do that?”

“For a while~! It makes for great pranks, but I don’t try to do it too much in school,” Polly answered before kissing Vicky. Vicky kissed back, the pair pressed against each other. Vicky’s hands were firm on Polly’s ethereal shoulders, while Polly’s own went in between Vicky’s legs. Neither let their mouths part, even as Vicky came.

“T-Thanks…” Vicky said as she panted when they broke the kiss, but saw Polly giving her a smoldering smirk.

“So… how long do you think you got ‘til your mom would come to look for you? Given when I walked over, I saw her on her second cup of that stuff. The food takes a bit to cook since they are pretty… delicate about how they do things~!” She poked at Vicky’s nipple in a teasing fashion as she said this.

“N-Nice try, Polly!” Vicky laughed, putting her dress back on. “Now… where are my panties?”

“Who says I’m giving them to you right now? I kinda want to… play around with them a little before I return them. Don’t worry… I’ll make sure to wash them before I do,” Polly promised, giving a teasing wink. Vicky blushed but gave a nod, heading out as she went back to her chair where, indeed, her mom was still waiting for their food while drinking.

“Oh. Hello, Victoria. They seem to serve their alcohol faster than their food here… I wonder if that is a Russian thing…” Dr. Schmidt said, that last part being under her breath.

“Well, apparently they pay really close attention to their food here. It could be why it has such a high rating,” Vicky answered, sitting back down. At that moment, dinner finally arrived. At least this can be a normal mother-daughter night again, even with that little hiccup with the Prank Master deciding to be naughty.

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Vicky was very much looking forward to a relaxing, sex-free day. Homework was done, housework was taken care of, so she decided to just relax with her cat. Besides, today was more a Miranda-Damien day so they could get closer without her having to basically be their bounce board in the relationship, both figuratively and, given their domineering personalities, literally in the bedroom.

Shelley was currently curled up on Vicky’s lap, Vicky brushing her fur. It was then she heard her phone starting to beep; it was a request on Schism to do a video call from a name she didn’t fully recognize: “Who is Gl@m0RK@pp1?” She pressed the, “Accept Call,” button… and audibly groaned, “Ahh shit…”

“Hello Victoria,” greeted a familiar stranger in a shadowy cloak… and he forgot to turn on his audio changer, so it was clear as day to be Leonard in a hoodie.

“Leonard… take the hoodie off. I know it’s you.” Vicky gave a blunt look as Leonard removed the hood, annoyed.

“Ugh, okay do you know why I called you?”

“I have a faint idea but I could use a laugh, so tell me,”

“Well, then you have to know that it’s not exactly a secret what you’ve been doing with nearly everyone in the school.”

“Is there a point to this?”

“Oh, I believe you already know what I am going to ask…!” Leonard snickered.

“And the answer is no.”

“What?! Why?!”

“Because I actually liked most of the people I was with, or was with someone I liked in scenarios when I didn’t fully know my other partners,” Vicky answered.

“… Don’t make me do it.”

“Do what?”

“S… Say the p-word!”

“Which one? There is a lot in the English language,” Vicky said, raising an eyebrow. “Privilege?”

“GAH! DON’T SAY THAT!”

“I did it solely to annoy you…” Vicky answered smugly. “Now I’m gonna end this call, so good—”

And with that, she began to hear him stutter. Wow, he was trying really hard to simultaneously say and not say it…

“Pah-Plu-Leeeeeee-ze-aaaaah…” he grunted out, sounding like it physically pained him.

“What was that Leonard?” Vicky asked with a smirk. “What? If I’m gonna have to whore myself out to him of all people, I might as well make it fun.”

I know I’m having fun! … It’s hard to narrate with popcorn in your mouth. I just snuck some bites in while you two were talking earlier.

“I said… Pleeeeee-sssss-aaaaah.”

Vicky tilted her head teasingly as she asked, “What was that~?”

“I said, ‘Please!’ Okay?!” he asked, sounding aggravated and very embarrassed, that he should actually ask for permission. Ah great, kernel in my teeth.

“Well… since you said please… what is it that you wish?” Vicky asked. Leonard looked surprised, but looks towards her chest as he got an idea

“Since I am not physically there… maybe a little stripshow?”

“Hmm… should I continue to make him beg, Mx. Narrator?” 

If you want, I’m just enjoying this show myself. Just refilled my bowl.

“I dunno if you really want it…” Vicky purred.

“Yes! Yes I do!” the kappa exclaimed.

“Really…?”

“Ugh… please strip for me!”

Well, he did say, “please.”

“Alright…” And with that, Vicky slowly removed her sweater, revealing her blouse. “You want some more~?”

“Yes, P-please…!” he begged, seeing that, “saying please,” seems to have a positive effect… so to speak. Seems this is one way to teach him manners. Could be doing the world a favor in… some way, I guess.

Vicky had a small smirk as she started to—very slowly and torturously—unbutton her shirt, starting from the bottom button and going up. While she herself wasn’t feeling aroused, at least one of them was. Leonard’s mouth was practically leaking drool by the time he saw her in her bra.

“Oh… that actually feels nice. It was starting to get hot and humid in this room…!” Vicky cooed, leaning into her little camgirl act. “You know, I did eat a bit earlier, and these pants are starting to feel a little tight…! Should I take them off next?”

“Ple-please do!” Leonard said with excitement as she got up and turned around as she slowly lowered her pants, giving him a view of her ass clad in her panties. To tease him further, she gave her own butt a small spank to let it shake a bit like she’s seen in some videos. “O-Oh wow…!”

“You like that~?” she asked him, looking over her shoulder. Her right eye was being covered by her bang to look more alluring as she saw him nodding his head at a rapid pace. She made a mental note to remember these kinda tricks for when she’s doing work with Vera’s business. “I bet you’re ready to see me naked, don’t you?”

“Uh-Huh!”

Vicky began to tap her chin at that since he was appearing a bit too desperate.

“Please!” he begged.

“Hmm…”

Well, are you gonna do it?

“Ehh… nah!”

“NAH?!” Leonard repeated. “What do you mean, ‘nah?’” Vicky just giggled, leaning over so the camera got a bit of her cleavage as she reached for the end-call button.

“I mean, ‘Nah,’ as in… you’re a jerk so you only get this much ‘til you either get a better look or a better attitude. But since neither is likely in this timeline…”

“W-wait!” Leonard stammerted. “I-I-I-I can change!” That made Vicky pause for a moment, raising a brow. “I’ll start respecting women more! I’ll learn to be woke! I’LL EVEN RESPECT ZOE’S NAME AND PRONOUNS!”

“Hmm… I wanna see that first. Then we’ll talk about you seeing me naked.” And with that, Vicky ended the call. “What? How was I supposed to know he won’t go back to his shitty self if I do flash the goods?”

That’s actually kinda smart.

“Kinda?”

Hey, you got down to your underwear before blue balling the butt-sucker.

“… Huh?”

What? It's an actual thing with Kappas; they take this weird ball thing called a, “shirikodama,” and eat it. It's up a person’s butt. I don’t get it either.

“… Maybe that’s part of why he’s a little shit,” Vicky said, arms folded over her bra-clad chest, shaking her head a bit. “Well… now I’m bored and I’m horny.”

I could become physical again and help with that…!

“… Get these panties off of me and help me forget that little turtle turd, please?” Vicky asked, batting me her eyelashes, which is something that made her even more irresistible. Sorry Leonard, but you just got me lucky tonight!

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“You know… that little session yesterday got me thinking.”

What?

“How much can I take…?”

That’s… actually a good question. You got a pounding from several of the strongest monsters physically here, and even took it while bent in weird angles, be it with being bound up with rope or in a cage. Not to mention some of the stuff with the kinkier aspects from certain toys…

“So yeah… thinking a little on the more sciency side of sex now… god, Damien was right, I am a nerd,” Vicky giggled at that. Of course to be fair, you are a really sexy nerd. “Hehe, thanks. Now… who do I go to to see what my limit is…?”

As if by chance, she heard the sound of synthetic humming as she saw Calculester was moving equipment to one of the lesser-used labs that he basically made into his home. He couldn’t usually get his own apartment given he was born in the school’s library, so they let him refurbish one of the old building’s labs into his home.

“Oh! Hello, Friend Vicky. How are you?” the sentient computer asked, looking over to her. Vicky noticed the boxes he was carrying had some wires and what looked like a mini-tower in his hand.

“Is that a Tesla Tower?” Vicky asked, quickly coming over to check it out. Calculester just gave a nod in response. “Wow…! That’s so cool! Haven’t seen something like that since I hung out with Susanne. Of course, her’s was a lot taller…”

“Oh, I had seen what she had made up earlier and wanted to fully test the limits of it. Electricity is what keeps me moving, but I had been curious about the limitations of beings who are empowered by it. I wanted to ask Susanne, but my data shows that as an elemental, she is already made out of it by technicality. Similar to how fire would not be that effective of a test on someone like Amira due to her fire elemental status.”

“Yeah… you did ask Damien to test his fire resistance and Miranda for her cold resistance since she’s from the ocean…” Vicky said in thought, rubbing her chin at this as she snapped her fingers, “Actually… I could help you, if you help me with something, Cal.”

“Oh? What can I be of assistance with?” Calculester asked, tilting his head curiously as Vicky leaned over to his…ear? His monitor actually started to overheat a bit as he noticed her chest press against his skinny arms.

“You like science, right?” she asked. “Well, I’m basically a woman’s science experiment already. Perhaps I could help you test how much electricity I could take, if you… you know…”

“I do not,” Calculester answered, an inquisitive emoticon making up his, for lack of a better term, face.

“Oh come on, Cal… I know you’re not that innocent. You were made with the internet for a brain,” Vicky recalled with a giggle. “I’m sure you can… figure out what I’m hinting at if you think about it hard enough?”

With this, Vicky began to grind against his chassis, subliminally getting her point across further. The big eyed emoticon formed on Calculester’s face as the realization hit, and an almost train-like whistle came out of his head as the steam came out.

“Oh! Yes! Of course! As a matter of fact, I might have an attachment handy. However, I’m going to need you to wait while I grab it.” They walked into his room as he said this, with Vicky kicking the door shut behind them with a little impish grin.

“Sure. I can wait…” Vicky cooed, already giving a little striptease. Well, he was going to just go grab said attachment and have her wait here. However, he might as well keep her entertained—as well as give her a head start on the experiment—as she waited. Vicky’s eyebrow raised as she saw him take out some jumper cables and some rope.

“Now just sit back and relax, Friend Vicky,” Calculester said in his usual cheerful tone, which made Vicky squirm a bit more since seeing him with the clamps actually gave a sort of dominant aura to him. She just let him strip her fully, tie her hands above her head, legs and ankles to the chair she was sitting in, and then get the clamps on her neck bolts.

“Ooo, I do this for fun in the bathroom. Well, usually I do it to help give me a pick me up… but never did it like this before,” Vicky admitted as Calculester chuckled, continuing to restrain her.

“This is a higher charge than what you use for those reasons, Friend Vicky,” Calculester informed.

“I have something in my bag to keep me from alerting neighbors too much, if you don’t mind.”

“Oh. How considerate of you.” Calculester then got to Vicky’s purse and started to rummage through it. Eventually, he pulled out an object that confused him so.

“Just put it in my mouth and buckle it so I can’t just spit it out,” Vicky instructed, leaving her mouth open wide at that. Calculester did as she instructed, and the gag was put in place. She gave a nod at this as Calculester then pressed a button on the machine that the clamps were hooked up to. A small glow came from it as Vicky gave a yelp, feeling the energy go through her bolts.

“Now I can trust that you won’t be going anywhere, correct?” he asked, to which she nodded. However, before he left, he grabbed another pair of cables, hooking them to the machine before attaching the other ends to her nipples. And with that, he left her alone to search for his attachment.

Vicky yelped and squirmed as she felt the electricity going through her, especially as her nipples started to harden from the volts going through there and her neck started to get a rush through her veins from the cables attached there. Since he bound her legs spread, she couldn’t get a third sense of stimulation, causing her pussy to ache. She needed stimulation down there…!

“Let’s see, now where did I put it…?” she heard Calculester in the other room ask aloud, making her whimper to try and get his attention. She tried to wiggle in the chair, but she was bound tightly, so she couldn’t even get some friction from her movements. All she could do is moan and whine as the voltage tortured her with arousal.

She heard the sound of things being moved and searched, and she couldn’t turn her head to look in that direction, because that would cause her clamps on her neck to be disconnected. She bit down hard on her gag as she continued to wait in the chair, shifting her weight as she felt it starting to get a bit moist in the cushion from her pussy leaking from the ache. Finally, after for what seemed like an eternity, he returned, with something in between his own legs.

“I had found the attachment! I had heard you prefer things on the larger end, but this was the one that felt most compatible with my body type,” Calculester explained, but Vicky’s eyes were drawn right to the shaft he had attached to his pelvis. It was clear so she could see the intricate wiring, as well as the metallic boning that gave it its shape. “Now wait for one more moment as I make sure to get the correct protocol in place…”

She gulped a bit at that phrasing as she saw various images form on Calculester’s screen in rapid speed, likely downloading things into his mainframe so he knew how to please her as well as other more scientific aspects such as the voltage given she saw flashes of lightning form in his face before she saw the screen glow a red-pink as the attachment sprang upward as if it just got erect.

“Now to my understanding, to best comfort you, I would require lubrication, correct?” Calculester asked as Vicky nodded. Unfortunately, there was no way to convey to him that she could help on that front as her gag prevented her from saying so and her hands were restricted from telling him that way. He tapped his chin in thought before noticing the drool coming from her gag. “Perhaps you could be of assistance on that front?”

Thanks whatever deity he’s smart enough to pick up on context clues.

He walked over and pulled the gag down so Vicky could catch her breath before she felt his metal hands grab her by her hair and shove the metal rod down her mouth; it was at least semi-flexible so it wouldn’t just choke her, but she tasted the slightly silicone taste of it on her tongue as he started to mechanically thrust his hips, the fake balls smacking her chin. She in turn sucked voluntarily, shrieking as volts continued to shock her sensitive body.

“Oooh my…!” he groaned, his body sparking up as the voltage went through him from the dildo in her mouth; likely the reason for the wires was so it can help him simulate the sensation of sex as well as adding some sparks of his own to her tongue, which caused her to moan as she felt the energy go into her. “I can—aaaaah—see the appeal that you fleshy types seem to get from this…!”

He let her off his dick for a moment so she could breathe some more, only for her to quickly shout, “Just fuck me already!”

“Ah yes, very well then.” She yelped in surprise as she felt the chair get reclined back, allowing easier access to her pussy as he got the slick cock to her entrance. “Now I shall warn you, this is my first time.”

“I don’t care…! My pussy needs that cock…!” With that shriek of need, the android nodded as he thrust his hips forward and speared her on the fake dick, the extra sparks from his body and the battery causing her to feel like she was struck by lightning again as she screamed in pleasure.

And with that, I think that is the last major virginity in this school that was claimed by our heroine here. Our slutty, slutty, sexy heroine.

“FUCK YES! HARDER! PLEASE!” Vicky just begged loudly as the android followed her commands even as the battery increased its charge and vibrations slowly, making her body spark up with the electricity between them—both metaphorically and literally—as she felt his hard, metal body pound into her undead flesh like a computer possessed.

“I do believe you are being quite loud,” Calculester said matter of factly as he took the gag hanging around her neck and snapped it back in her mouth. She just gave out cries of pleasure against it, her eyes rolling back as there were signs of sparks coming from them as she felt his movements go faster. She didn’t care if she’d get a bruised pelvis after this is all said and done, she was loving this!

“Anedthkm…!” was the only sound that could be made out from her gag, her eyes tearing up and drool coming out of her mouth.

“You are free to orgasm whenever you wish, I am quite certain that will add an effect to this experiment!” With that, he noticed her squirt around his pelvic area as she came hard on his cock, which made her squeal louder as the added jolts going right into her pussy. She didn’t have any cables on her clit, but she might as well from how much she came.

“Just let me know when I should stop…!”

Oh yeah; since he lacks the ability to orgasm himself, he could hypothetically go on for a long time as long as his battery permits; and his battery has a tendency to last a week or so before needing the weekend to recharge. So… sex for a week straight, without breaks. I’m hoping our girl is prepared.

Vicky just squirmed and screamed, allowing him to basically act as a fucking machine for her as she let him get orgasm after orgasm out of her. He even switched holds after he felt her pelvis getting sore, so he started to go to town on her ass next; which just made her cum more since he used the same amount of force there as he did in her needy little cunt.

They had ditched the cables after the battery ran out of juice, but that charge did give her the energy she needed to keep up with him as they started to fuck all over his little apartment. She even opted to remain bound and gagged, and Calculester gathered that much was mostly for her pleasure.

After several days of nonstop fucking, Oz came to the door and knocked. “Uh, Cal? Are you still with Vicky?” He walked in and saw the place was still rather clean… but saw Vicky with a face that was hard to describe and saw Calculester just sitting by, his screen with the, “wide eyed,” emoji. “You okay, dude?”

“That was a… stimulating experiment. But apparently we found Vicky’s upper limit of both her electricity limit and her… well, sexual limit,” he concluded as he poked Vicky, who just gave an orgasm-drunk giggle as Oz just laughed.

“Damn… well, I’ll get her off your hands so she can get cleaned up, okay?” he offered as he helped unbind her so Calculester could go to his recharge station. “You okay, Blue?”

“Ooooh… fuck yes…!” Vicky said with her orgasm drunk smile. “Wow…! I didn’t… hehehe… didn’t think I could go THAT long…!”

“You are the freakiest girl I have ever gotten to know. Well, at least we can tell Miranda and Damien how long you can go for, right?”

“Mm-Hmm! I think they’d be really happy to know my limit!” Vicky said with a drunken-style whoop as she was wrapped in his jacket.

“Yeah… Now let’s get you cleaned up, okay?” Oz said with an eye smile as she just gave a nod, hugging her naked body to the slender fear demon.

“Mmm… you’re so soft…!” she hummed with a smile, cuddling up to him.

“She’s been acting like this since my internal battery reached power-saving mode,” Calculester explained from his charging station, as Oz gave a nod.

“Aaah, I see. Well, apparently according to Polly, certain people with high sex drives get really… loopy after they get tired. Or high from orgasms, whichever comes first according to her…” Oz explained as he tried to keep Vicky stable in his arms, but she was wiggling as she was trying to cuddle him better. Oz simply resigned to carrying her bridal style; at least then, she was able to squirm into a comfortable position.

“I suppose you’ll be taking her home then?”

“Yeah, I got to get her cleaned up anyway,” Oz said as his tendrils picked up her clothes; blushing a bit as one of them grabbed her panties and put it into the bag he had with him. He simply carried her out, not letting either of them know of the many thoughts that now flooded his mind…

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Oz had his middle school crush currently giddy in the backseat of his car, butt-naked except for a blanket he was able to put on her when he got her in since she felt too lazy to get redressed, even after being offered her clothes. She felt numb, she says.

Meanwhile, the immortal friend tried to keep focused on the road as he drove, even with the many thoughts running through his mind. Ever since Vicky became more sexually active, he felt… jealous? Was that the right word? Was it because he was too shy? Or it never felt like the right moment, especially given her current relationship with both Damien and Miranda… who just so happened to be other crushes of his.

He couldn’t help but feel like a fourth wheel around them, even when they very clearly have an open polycule relationship between the three of them. Yeah he wasn’t a blushing virgin, but it was kind of awkward even among his own friends being a fourth wheel, with Amira and Brian having their own sexual adventures that they asked me not to be a part of. Seriously, I asked Amira after that first chapter at the start of the month, and she said no.

“Not. Helping…” Oz said with a hiss towards me, which I understood. Given he was trying to not crash the car while a pair of blue tits were resting almost fully exposed in the backseat as Vicky had turned a bit in her sleep. “She… she does look at ease, doesn’t she?”

I suppose… but a week of nonstop sex, no aftercare? I mean, that’s important. And I don’t even think she knows that’s a thing.

“Hmm? Doesn’t she usually get some with Miranda and Damien?”

I think after care for them is just post-sex cuddles instead of the actual kind of stuff that comes with it… which is good, but given the intense stuff Vicky usually gets into thanks to her… tastes, I’m actually surprised she doesn’t get the usual kind of aftercare.

“Wow… not gonna be mad at Miranda and Damien, because they’re not exactly… well, the most forthcoming emotionally. Vicky had to literally fuck that into them…” Oz sighed to himself, rubbing his chin as he had a tendril to help keep his wheel in check. “Okay… I think I can help with that,”

You sure you just don’t want a turn with her? Because Brian kinda didn’t do it because of the whole, “adopted sibling,” thing they have going on, but you got the whole, “childhood friend,” thing…

“… Okay look, I do want to have sex with Vicky, but only when she’s… you know… not groggy-mode.”

Aaah, I see; you want her to be fully functional in the brain area and not high on orgasms when you finally show her how the shadow man does it.

“Basically. I had high sex with Polly once, and it was… kinda awkward since she couldn’t remember it.”

… Can I watch at least?

“Given you have literally watched a lot of her other misadventures, I really do not care,” Oz answered flatly in response. Sighing to himself since he’s essentially stopped talking to me, he simply turned to his thoughts. Sex was a good thought, yeah, but… this was one of his oldest friends; one he admired not only as a part of his friend circle, but as someone he could… be with, you know? He had fantasized about the ways he could treat her, and he very well could get his chance tonight.

He paused his thoughts as he pulled up into his driveway. He got out and carefully brought Vicky inside, still wrapped in the blanket as he headed to the bathroom.

“Oooh, this is a nice bathroom, Oz…” Vicky said as she looked around, more coherent now that she had some sleep as he filled the tub with warm water and bubbles. “Are you making me a bubble bath?”

“Your legs looked sore, so I thought this could help,” he answered as he took his shirt off and removed his pants, just in his boxers so that his clothes wouldn’t get too wet as he eased her naked body into the water. She hummed and sighed in relief as she felt her sore muscles get more at ease. He in turn held her hand, massaging her arm as well since he figured she had been bound as well, and bound tightly at that.

“Ooooo~!” she moaned softly at his touch, feeling the soft coldness of his shadows on her warm skin as she felt his fingers sooth her sore muscles. “Oz, you’re a saint.”

“Heh, thanks…” Oz said sheepishly as she saw his tendrils come out and start to rub along her back. She shivered and moaned at that, feeling them press on the sore spots that they felt and helped untense her muscles. She didn’t feel an orgasmic rush from that, but the tingling going through her body helped put her more at ease.

Soon after draining the tub and drying her off, he carried her to his bedroom… Wow. She was in his bedroom for the first time, and their other friends weren’t with them for once. Of course, like the gentleman he was, he tucked her in and let her sleep. She smiled up at him before she let slumber conquer her. He took the couch for now, letting her just take some rest after her week-long sexathon.

When Saturday morning came, he groaned as he felt himself get up but smelled something from his kitchen. “Hmm?” He asked as he went over, catching quite a sight; it was Vicky, only wearing one of his robes, making some bacon pancakes.

“Oh, hey Oz!” Vicky said, smiling at him as he tried to make sure not to stare at her ass, just peeking out from the bottom. “I hope you don’t mind, but I put my stuff in your laundry machine. I figured I make you breakfast as I wait.”

“You didn’t have to do that,” Oz chuckled as she turned around, showing her breasts bound up by the robe as she gave a small look.

“You help me out and you don’t expect me to be nice? You think I’m that bad of a friend?” She asked in a teasing manner, giving a cheeky smirk.

“N-no! Of course I don’t!” Oz answered. “I mean…”

“What? Whatever it is, you can tell me.” Vicky said, coming over with the finished up pancakes and bacon for him. “What’s up? You’ve been kinda distant from me the past couple months.”

“It’s… well, um… you see…” Oz rubbed his head as he took a deep breath, taking up the will power. His childhood friend was in every nerd’s dream state at this moment; making breakfast in their bathrobe, and he couldn’t speak up?!

“Oz, are you okay? You seem a little red…which is weird since you don’t usually blush this hard…” Vicky said, pressing her hand on his forehead. He took a breath and exhaled.

“I… I like you. Like… really like you, Vicky. Like… a lot. More than a friend… and same with Damien and Miranda… and so it was… kinda awkward… given… you know…”

“The three of us being so openly sexual?” Vicky asked, looking a bit guilty. “Sorry if we made you feel left out, Oz…”

“I-It’s not like that! It’s more… well… you know… felt more like I wasn’t sure if I could fit in…?” he answered as Vicky gave him a reassuring smile and a hug.

“Hey… if you just told me how you felt, I would have let you in on it… if you still want to, that is?” Vicky asked, her cheeks getting a bit rosey. “Since… I’ll admit? As wild as I have been… I do have to admit, I have liked you for a while too… guess I didn’t approach you about it since I felt you wouldn’t be with a girl as… well…”

“If you even try to call yourself a, ‘whore,’ in a bad way, I would be upset with you if you thought I would look down on you for being you,” Oz said with a surprisingly firm voice. The two of them looked at each other at that but then both laughed a bit. “… Honestly I think it’s rather… well, bold of you to be that open… and it’s… kinda hot…?”

“Oooh? You like the bad girls, Ozzie Ozbourne?” Vicky asked in a whisper in his ear as his cheeks turned red. “How about you eat up so we can… properly do this?” Vicky said with a smile as she kissed his cheek. Oz’s little phobias then began singing in a tongue only he can understand. Vicky herself felt a spark that she didn’t even feel with Miranda or Damien.

… Oh. So this is how it’s going to be from now on? This is how we’re ending things?

“Do you mind just… narrating for us?”

Oh. Sorry, Oz.

“You good, just… you know,”

Yeah I got it. Don’t worry. I’ll try and make sure I get the mood right for you.

So after breakfast was done, Oz watched Vicky walk to his room, beckoning him over with her finger. With that silent call, he followed her and saw her with a loving smile undo the robe, letting herself be fully shown to him.

“Whoa… you’re… you’re…!”

“Yes?”

“So beautiful…” he said with a soft tone in his voice, making Vicky smile since he said something more personable than just, “sexy.” She then brought him in for a kiss, helping him out of his pants and boxers he wore to sleep the previous night as the two kissed on the bed, the skinnier shadow demon getting the soft franken-girl on top of him. The kiss went from chaste and sweet to more heated and loving, their hands wandering over each other.

“I want you…!”

“Y-Yeah?”

“All to myself…!” Vicky whispered, kissing him with each sentence. “And I’ll be all yours…! If you’ll have me…!”

“We’ll be each other’s… even if you want to still have fun on the side, as long as I can be with you, I want to have you just the way you are…!” Oz said in a reassuring tone, kissing her on the lips. She smiled at that as she felt the tone in his voice.

“Make love to me… please…!” Vicky said, almost begging him as she wrapped her arms around him. That made him take the initiative as she was soon on her back in a missionary position, as she saw him ease his long and slender dick up into her pussy. She moaned as she felt the sparks coming from the cold dick in her warm pussy, gripping the shadow demon’s arms tight as he started a slow movement at first. He breathed in her hair as he held her tightly, she herself running her fingers through his own hair.

“I’m… gonna give you… everything I got…!” Oz whispered into her ear as his movements started to get more eager, but keeping it steady as she moaned against his touch.

“Ahh…! Oz…! I love you!”

She… she said it. She actually said it. Those three little words that make everything. And it really got Oz to go full throttle as he kissed her on the lips, his hands going to her hips as his movements became more energized and happy, making her squeal against his lips.

“I love you too…!” he whispered back. “And I’m going to show you how much I love you… right here, and right now…!” Vicky squealed in pleasure as she felt him go faster, gripping his back with moans as felt him go at her harder.

“Yes…! Yesyesyesyes…!” Vicky squealed with each moan, holding him tight as she felt the seemingly soft boy shadow demon going to town on her, going as good as any of her past lovers with the sheer amount of passion he put into giving her pleasure. But still, there was something that separated him from everyone else: the undeniable connection between them.

Sure, Amira was her closest female friend and Brian was like a brother to her as her oldest friend. However, Oz and Vicky had a different kind of spark between them that they kind of ignored up until now, to try and not make the relationship awkward. But now that the chips were down, they could finally be open with each other…

“Say that I can spend the rest of my life with you… please…!”

“Yes…! Oh yes, Oz, I want to spend the rest of our lives together…!” Vicky squealed happily, her hand against his head as she kissed him on the lips. “Please…! Make me yours…! No matter what kind of wild adventure we do next… I want to make sure you make it clear that I’m your number one…!”

Vicky and Oz kissed each other again as they went harder, going at it like two newlyweds on their honeymoon. Finally, a mutual orgasm was achieved, with the pair pressed against each other, still sharing one breath with their kiss. After Oz felt himself finish inside of her, he finally broke the kiss, looking into her ocean-blue eyes.

“Wow…”

“Yeah…wow…” Vicky said with a smile as she kissed his nose. “So… I can safely say that we are now a couple?”

“What about… you know…?”

“Damien and Miranda? … Well, given you kinda admitted you also were crushing on them too, I don’t think they’d mind if you joined us. If that is alright with you…” Vicky said with a soft smile.

“I’d… be happy with that, actually,” Oz answered with a happy tone to his voice. “Though, were you serious about—?”

“Yes… I am serious about wanting to spend the rest of my life with you. It wasn’t just some sex thing to get you to cum inside of me.”

“Heh… I guess I just wanted to make sure.”

“Look, just because I spread my legs to a lot of people, doesn’t mean I don’t take commitment seriously, mister,” Vicky said with a cheeky smile as she booped him on the nose. “You, Damien and Miranda will always be my top priority.”

“Heh… And I’ll make sure to make the three of you my top priority as well, Vicky…” Oz said with a smile as the two cuddled up to each other.

“So… after we get the feeling back in our legs… could we… have another bath?” Vicky asked with a soft blush on her cheeks.

“Heh… you really enjoyed that massage, huh?”

“Yep~! Maybe you can also teach Miranda and Damien how to do it? That way we can also treat you~!” Vicky said, giving him a kiss on the cheek as he chuckled at how affectionate she was being.

“I guess…” Oz answered as his hands immediately went to massage Vicky’s shoulders. Her hands in turn go to his own shoulders, their foreheads touching lovingly.

“No matter what happens after today, I’m yours… and you’re mine.” The two shared one last kiss as they cuddled up to each other, letting themselves rest in each other’s arms…

…

…

… I don’t know what else you guys were expecting. These two are literally the cuddle bugs of the main cast, you expect it to get raunchier between them? Also, to be honest… I was kinda hoping they’d end up together. Let’s not kid ourselves; even if we see Vicky going to town on everyone, she’d still likely be more attached to people she’s got actual attraction to than just some random character in the cast. What is that called? Demiromantic?

Yeah, a demiromantic nymphomaniac. I think that’d be the nicest way to put it since Vicky loves sex—all of our colorful core characters do—but she very much feels more of the pleasure from it from people she’s got an emotional attachment to. At least… that’s how I see it. This is a raunchy ride, but you can’t just have the raunchy without emotion. Makes it just mindless filler instead of an actual story. And if you’re just here for the filler, more power to you. I applaud you for your honesty.

But I wanted to prove that you can have a kinky story with a lot of the right emotion and heart in the scene, not just mindless sex. I may just be some Slenderman-esque narrator who never had a romantic relationship of their own, but I’ll admit that I am a romantic at heart and—

“Uhh… we’re kinda having a moment here. Can you nix the preaching?”

… Sorry, Vicky. I’ll just let this story end with this. And hey, who knows, maybe a different event like this could occur to see these scamps in their next misadventure. But for now, let’s allow them their moment. I imagine that this is just the beginning of a beautiful relationship.