Gloria Fallon's been here before — after all, her major is sexual therapy — but, well. She was never the most outgoing in high school, being trans and all. She's had sex... three times? Yeah, thrice. That blowjob from Jade probably counts. 

It is thus with a certain amount of trepidation that she approaches the side of the third loungiere, sits, and starts unbuttoning her blouse. She's not wearing a bra beneath today, so... Someone will be along. And it doesn't take a lot of skill to just... show everyone what they'd be working with. 

She's still a little self-concious about her broad shoulders, but her ample breasts help a lot with that. She seems to have managed to win the lottery on breast development. And she has hips now. But... she's still not really used to this body of hers. Various professionals have helped her with her transition, but it's still different taking it for a road test, as it were.

She thinks back to Hannah's calming voice and takes a slow breath, smoothing her pleated skirt in her lap. She can do this. 

Someone does in fact come along. Sable Viola, a violet-haired and -eyed (if you're gonna wear contacts why not get your ideal eye color, right?) sophomore trans girl, strolls cheerfully through reception. She's wearing a half-open black greatcoat with silvery buttons, cinched snug under her breasts, over a cleavage-baring lace-up bustier in a dark violet that matches her hair. A very toothy silver pendant nestles atop her breasts, a hint of a swishy black skirt with a red print peeks out behind the coat, black leggings stretch below that, and at the bottom are a pair of black combat boots with an inch platform and two inches of heel and snap-closed straps.

She smiles with a warm confidence and surveys the room. She's in the mood to fuck a new friend today, so that probably rules out the various cuties at the table unless someone catches her eye. She wouldn't mind talking her way into the middle of an existing scene if either the couple or the threesome look like they're open for more, but for now her eyes linger on the lone blonde.

Oh wow, is that girl looking at her? Gosh she's so hot, so Fashion, she's way out of her league...

... then again, that was what she thought about Jade and then, well, it all happened. 

Maybe she's just calibrated wrong.

She shrugs off her blouse, and does her best sultry beckon to the unfairly hot girl in the bustier. Probably it looks ridiculous, but it's amazing what you can get away with if you just make your intentions clear.

Ooh. The blonde is not just hot, she's interested. Well, that settles which loungerie she's going to today. Her hips sway a bit as she walks toward Gloria, a flirty smile on her face. Her gaze slowly drags up and down the blonde's body as she draws close.

"Hello, beautiful," she greets her. "I'm Sable."

Oh gosh she's being checked out —

Game face! Gotta put on her game face!!!

"Hey, there, uh —" Crap — make it look deliberate. She rakes her own gaze up and down Sable's body, taking in her curves and her nice breasts. "Gorgeous? Bombshell?" She giggles at her own questioning tone. "Yeah, um, hi, I'm Gloria. You've really got a whole fashion thing going on, it looks great on you." She runs a hand through her own hair and takes a breath, then deliberately meets Sable's gaze with her own. "It's really nice to meet you. Care for some fun?"

"Thanks for the compliment, Gloria. I would love some," Sable replies, her smile turning playful. She reaches down and caresses Gloria's cheek. "I seem to be a bit overdressed, though. How about you help me out of all this?"

Oh, wow. Abstractly she knows it's just that easy but it's different to see it demonstrated in person.

"Of course."

She has some actual training in this, thanks to Hannah. Let's start with the coat, it looks bulky and is sure to get in the way.

It's an unfamiliar garment, but she can still get the snaps one-handed, they're the standard quick-release type so if she just squeezes like this —

The coat comes open in her hand, and she carefully unwraps it from Sable, shrugging it off her shoulders.

She lifts her hand from Gloria's cheek to slip her arms out of the coat, dropping it at the corner of the loungerie. "Good girl," she purrs. Beneath the coat, the bustier has black laces, and the skirt is revealed to have a blood-red spider lily pattern sprawling across the fabric. Her hands caress from Gloria's cheek, gently down her neck and shoulders, and along the sides of her breasts.

It's harder to do this when she's being touched. Harder, but not impossible. THANK YOU HANNAH she thinks as loud as she can, and goes on to start undoing Sable's bustier lace by lace. Once she's loosened it enough the clasps at the front should come undone and then, um...

Wait, did she just get "good girl"-ed?

"Um uh erm — Thank you?" 

She giggles and keeps working on Sable's laces, leaning her body in a little to bring both her hands to bear against Sable's back.

And then the bustier slips off as well, revealing full breasts topped with dark pink nipples. "For such a knockout, you're impressively cute. Don't worry, you won't get anything wrong. I'd say I don't bite, but..."

Her eyes flick down to the pendant resting in her cleavage, then back up to Gloria's with a smirk.

"Oooooooooh. You're someone who thinks sex should be done with your teeth. I approve." 

Gloria leans in and gives Sable a firm nip on her shoulder, then kisses her neck.

Okay maybe she is a tiny bit stalling. She should really explain her anatomy.

That said "in the middle of biting someone else's neck" is maybe not the time for Interesting Gloria Facts.

She brings her hands in and starts massaging Sable's very nice breasts. They feel wonderful under her grip, pliable and soft. It's so good to touch. And kiss. And bite...

This could last a little while.

Sable arches her back, pressing her breasts into Gloria's touch, and then slips onto the loungierie, straddling Gloria's lap, though there's no more contact than just thigh against thigh quite yet. "I should probably mention that I'm trans, pre-op," she murmurs, cupping Gloria's cheek gently and tilting her face up to meet her gaze.

"Ohmygod, me too!" 

Gloria laughs and presses in and kisses Sable very firmly, then rolls her over and grinds in, letting the bulge in her own skirt press in against Sable's. 

Yeah, that sure feels like proof down there. Wow, this hot girl really is trans like her? What a meeting, what a day —

She kisses again, then presses Sable down beneath her, her hands trailing across her body, feeling her nipples then slipping down to stroke her through her spider-lily skirt. She feels a hell of a lot more confident all of a sudden, and the reason why isn't at all mysterious. 

"Good girl telling me first, it takes a lot of courage to do that..." She grins and nips Sable's shoulder and strokes her swelling cock again. "You deserve a reward for that." 

Sable blushes a bit. Did she just get "good girl"-ed back? Wait are they going to have a domme-off to figure out who's domming here?

She smirks, grinds down against Gloria, and leans in to bite her neck. "Are you trying to turn the tables on me, sexy?", Sable purrs. She kisses, sucks hard at Gloria's neck, then bites again, her hands caressing and squeezing the blonde's breasts playfully, and then pinching her nipples lightly.

"Only a, ah, little," Gloria says, her thigh shuddering against Sable's. She looks away and blushes, letting out soft sighs at each nip and kiss. "Haaaaaaaaaaah, oh wow, you're so good at biting..."

Sable's smirk widens, and she pushes Gloria down onto her back, lips trailing a line of kisses down, nipping at her collarbone, sucking at the upper swell of one breast, biting the inner curve. "You might — say I've — specialized — in it," she teases, interspersed with more bites.

Okay. Okay, this is happening. 

She smiles serenely (well, as serenely as she can while her body's getting felt up and licked) and breathes slowly, her breath hitching a little. She tangles her fingers in Sable's hair and strokes, strokes, strokes as Sable kisses and nips at her body, and rolls her hips back up against Sable and just basks.

Thank you, Hannah, for telling me it's okay just to enjoy it.

... but she does actually want to feel her lips against Sable's and to feel her cock in her hand and to explore every inch of her body. She's not so foolish as to think she has to reciprocate instantly, but still... She wants to make her feel good.

Her hand in Sable's hair tightens, pulls her off her, forces her up to meet her lips with Gloria's. God it's so good to feel her tongue. To be savored. To rut with someone properly. The weight of her is a glory atop her and the heat of her body is fire and her kiss is so, so perfect. But she's done this once or twice before. Had training, even. 

She kisses Sable, and her hands go explore her breasts. 

Sable gasps just a bit at the hair-pulling, then moans heatedly into the kiss. She presses her breasts into Gloria's questing hands, and rewards the hair-pull with another rough grope and a pinch, as well as grinding along her cock firmly. Her own cock slides against Gloria's body slowly, hard and twitching through her panties.

She flushes and squirms beneath Sable, her body rolling eagerly against the hot cock grinding into her stomach. The press of Sable's thigh into her feels so warm and firm, so alien. Her body hasn't gotten used to it at all. She hopes it never does, because it feels like electric bliss running through her sex and across her body, making her breath come in pants. The pinch at her nipple just adds another spike of pleasure-pain to the mix, and her eyes close as she takes a trembling breath, close already... 

She focuses on the need of her body to touch and to grope, to retaliate for all this pleasure she's suffering, and her hands leap to life almost of their own violition, pinching hard at Sable's nipples, grinding back eagerly, breath hot, body eager, her cock twitching against her thigh. If she just focuses on retaliating maybe she won't stain her skirt...

Sable shudders and gasps at the pinch, arching her back. She rolls her hips and grinds harder against Gloria. Her breath comes in shaky pants. 

Holy shit, this is turning out gloriously. She breaks the kiss and tilts her head, giving Gloria easy access to her neck to kiss and bite, let herself catch up. Her hands trail down Gloria's sides, then slip under her hips to grope her ass.

"You gorgeously sexy girl," she moans.

"You're gorgeous too," Gloria retaliates, then presses in to that bared shoulder and nips and kisses and bites. She works her way up to Sable's ear and nips the arch of it, then whispers, breath hot. 

"You're so fucking beautiful and hot. I want to eat you all up... Or maybe you'd eat me?" She giggles and nips again, one finger tangling in Sable's fang pendant, breath hot against Sable's neck, then kisses her shoulder and returns to pressing against her and kissing kissing kissing —

Her body's so hot and flushed, warm all over with sweat and need. Sable's being so good to her, so thoughtful. 

She rolls Sable over again, and this time she shimmies out of her skirt and panties in one long motion. Her cock leaps to attention, pointing the way to Sable. 

"Feel me up," she says huskily. "Make me come in your hand. Please, please, please rut me properly."

Sable grins suddenly, sharp and knifelike, even as her cheek flush and her breath comes ragged. One hand slips around Gloria's cock, stroking dexterously along the shaft and caressing the head. "I would. I would devour you, every last bite."

At the last word, she bites harder in the crook of Gloria's neck.

Her body grinds heatedly along the blonde's, thighs sliding against each other, breasts pressing together.

"I am—" she licks slowly up the side of Gloria's neck "—so glad—" nips just under her jaw "—I found you today." And kisses back down to the crook before biting her shoulder.

Gloria gasps softly at that pointed bite and presses in closer, bucking into Sable's hand. Her own hands pull at Sable's skirt, eager to see her own cock beneath it, eager to feel it bare skin to skin. 

She lifts her hips up and shimmies a bit, allowing Gloria to slide her skirt and panties down her body. Her cock springs out, thick, stiff, and throbbing. She rolls her hips, grinding directly against Gloria's body. 

"Oh you like that thought, don't you?"

Her hand continues to stroke, sliding smoothly up and down the twitching cock in her grasp.

"You like the idea of being savored."

She squeezes Gloria's cockhead at the peak of one stroke.

"Of being ravished like a delicacy."

Her fingers drag tightly and heatedly down, while her other hand pinches one of Gloria's nipples.

God that feels so good. 

She's not — that into vore, but every word from Sable's mouth sends a bolt of pleasure down her spine. 

"Yes, please," she gasps, leaning in against Sable as she gropes at her cock and her breasts, her fingers playing against the sensitive underside of Sable's cockhead. "Please, please, consume me, utterly and wholly... I'm nothing but your peach to be eaten..."

Her cock pulses in Sable's hand as the lewd words escape her lips. Every stroke sends a shudder of pleasure deep into the hollow place where her pussy should be.

Her cock throbs against Gloria's fingers, and her breath catches in her throat at Gloria's words.

She leans down, her lips finding her lover's breast and wrapping around a soft areola, sucking hard before catching her nipple teasingly in her teeth.

Sable's fingers continue their relentless slide up and down, pumping Gloria's cock firmly and smoothly in her grip. She squeezes slightly in time with every throb.

"Do you like this effect you're having on me?"

She nips the upper curve of Gloria's breast.

"How you fill me with such lust, such hunger?"

She sucks and licks Gloria's nipple, while her free hand pinches the other nipple.

"How you fill my thoughts with twin needs to devour you and to see you come apart in my hand with a beautiful orgasm?"

She squeezes just under the glans, then strokes over the head, and then back down the shaft.

"You gorgeously sexy, delicious, marvelous girl."

"God, yes, I so do. I so, so do. I — please. Eat me up. Make me come. I want it so badly. Please?"

Her hips stiffen, tensing up as Sable strokes, her breath coming harder and faster, her fingers tightening on Sable's cock. She hastens her strokes, her mind's ear already hearing the moans that will spill from Sable's lips...

She strokes faster and faster, pumping eagerly and firmly to pull an orgasm out of the beautiful girl beneath her. She buries her face in Gloria's breasts, nipping and biting and sucking with abandon, her hips rolling and bucking, thrusting her cock heatedly into the blonde's stroking fingers.

"Come," she gasps out between nips. "Come for me—" bite "—while I ravish you—" kiss-suck "—while I stroke you—" nibble-bite "—while I devour you."

She's close. She's so eager to see this gorgeous girl come apart for her.

Her breath hitches, then rushes, then all at once she's arching beneath Sable, her body shaking all over as bolts of ecstatic pleasure surge up from her cock and earth in her brain. She presses up into Sable and moans long and hard, her hands still stroking instinctually, and then in a final shudder she gives in to release, and squirts clear fluid all over herself from her overstimulated cock.

"Ohmygod..." She moans softly and sags back down to the bed, the bare shreds of her conciousness still keeping her hands moving.

And feeling Gloria twitch and spurt in her hand drags Sable over the edge as well, gasping and moaning and shuddering and twitching. Sticky streams gush onto Gloria's body as Sable briefly bites harder in the throes of her climax, and then she sags atop the blonde with a shaky moan.

"Holy hell that was glorious."

She did it! She did it she did it she did it yessssss —

She giggles and hugs Sable close in the sticky mess. Oh, this feels so wonderful.

She is so getting a squish on this girl already. 

"Such a darling thing," she coos. "Beautiful and dommy and sweet..."

She runs her unstained hand through Sable's hair gently.

Wow this girl is just lovely. Wow wow wow.

Her clean hand cups Gloria's cheek as she kisses her gently.

"Being sweet is easy with a partner as lovely as you," she murmurs. "Finding you today was such a treat."

Gloria kisses sable back tenderly.

"You're beautiful," she says softly. "I'm so glad to have met you. Are you a sex major too? Wanna go for a coffee or something in the student hall?"

"Pot, meet kettle, gorgeous. I would love to go for coffee."

Sable stands and stretches contentedly, grabbing a few wipes from a drawer under the loungerie and then tossing the pack to Gloria as she wipes herself off.

"I'm not a sex major, though I considered it. I just like it here with y'all. Nope, I'm a comp sci girl."

Gloria cleans herself up with the wipes too, then discards the used ones in the loungerie's garbage pail. Standing up from the loungiere, she gathers up her scattered clothes and puts them back on, then rips off the loungiere's velcroed-on cover and quickly spucks on a new one from the drawer below. The spent cover goes into the laundry hamper at the side of the room, and quick as that the loungiere's been flipped and is back in service. 

She leaves her blouse unbuttoned for the moment, and comes over to hold Sable's hand. 

"Alright," she says. "Let's go." 

Meanwhile, Sable throws her bustier and coat back on and pulls her skirt and panties back up, leaving the coat open. She takes Gloria's hand happily and leads the way out.

"Found a favorite café yet, or can I introduce you to one of mine?"

"Do you mean the place in the student hall, or the one down in the sexuality building? The one over in sex does great calvera and it's usually a lot less busy and loud. They don't do donuts though, just wraps way overloaded with spinach and overpriced crumpets and stuff. We could also grab coffee here and go on to somewhere less crowded, up to you." 

They're at the far end of the student hall, a little away from the main concourse, near the bank of laundry machines. Currently two nude guys, one lanky and tall, the other fit and short, are standing next to the machines and talking quietly, while a girl in a soft beanie and a sweater vest sits in front of the machines and watches their clothes go around.

A hubbub of talking and sex drifts from deeper into the hall; a glance that direction reveals a long hall, half tables, half loungieres, pretty much entirely occupied since it's lunch hour. Fast food places flank the hall on either side, ranging from a frozen yogurt and hot dog place to a wrap place with a certificate of proper slaughter on its wall. There's a café about halfway down, with a long line down the hall that's moving at a fast clip through a grab and go section stocked with danishes and donuts. 

The whole hall hums with activity, sweltering and loud; the heating's cranked in here for comfort on the loungieres, and the press of the crowd only makes it warmer. Half the students are partially undressed somehow. About a quarter of them are wearing the school's v-neck t-shirt and plaid skirt — cheap replacements for stuff that's been stained, or maybe just school pride. 

There's a stairwell down near the sex majors' club, which goes down to the underground tunnel to the sex building. They say there's a whole tangle of underground halls down there; students used to sneak in there back in the sixties to play tabletop games, and there's supposed to still be student graffiti down there. Not that Gloria's ever seen it. 

Sable throws Gloria a sly sliver of a grin over her shoulder. "I have a good feeling about you. Wanna see a secret?"

<What, you're going to take her there? You've only fucked her the once,> Hailey teases.

Sable doesn't answer her headmate, just continuing to grin mysteriously internally and externally as she leads the way to the studen hall's café.

"Snacks here, calvera over in sex, and then continue on to the surprise."

"A seeeeeecret, huh?" Gloria smiles. "Sure, I'd love to." 

She gets in line at the grab and go with Sable. She thinks she'll get herself a peach danish. So sue her, it's traditional. 

Gloria rolls her shoulders and sighs softly. "So what are you going into in comp sci? Let me guess, you wanted to be a erocore gamedev but you're probably just going to work with databases?"

She laughs. "Oh, I know I don't have enough creativity or tolerance for the industry to work in gamedev, plus I hate doing UI work and games are at least half interface. No, I want to design the logic behind tools for more-intelligent data analysis, help people piece the info they have together better. Maybe write shitty amateur fiction in my off-time."

Sable's probably getting a peach danish too. The classics are classic for a reason.

"I wanted to go into erocore writing, even given the... well... everything, you know how competitive it is... but my family wants me to go into sexual therapy instead. You know how it is, your family always wants you to be a doctor or a lawyer if you show any interest or aptitude at all for either profession." She shakes her head. "I like therapy as a career, for sure. I've certainly gotten my share. But, well, my experience on the practical side is kind of lacking what with the trans part and all. So, um..." She looks away a little and runs a hand through her hair. "Thank you. That was really lovely, and I needed it I think a lot more than you knew." 

The line's long, but it moves real fast. Gloria grabs her danish from the display and pulls out her phone to pay. 

"I'm working on a novel, actually. It's really hard to work on both it and my class work, but, well, it seems to be going okay. I'm tired a lot but I'm acing psych and my novel's slowly growing. Progress is what's important, right?"

"Exactly and precisely," she replies. "Keep going a step at a time, and then turn to look behind you and be surprised how far you've gone. And seriously, it was my pleasure. You are an utter delight."

Sable does the same, and then leads the way to the sex building.

"What's your novel about, if you don't mind my asking?"

"It's a mess, honestly. It's trying to be about a vampiress and her asshole of a sire, but dark stories like that are kind of a niche market. I write to process kinda, a lot of my stuff is sort of about being trans. I've been working on this piece since I was a kid but I think that honestly I might have to shelve it. College is just so much better than high school that I feel some of my impulse to write's drained away, with... less to process, yeah?" 

She shakes her head. "Hannah'd say that my mistress is beauty, but really I feel that I'm missing a muse lately. Which I guess is a good thing?" She shrugs and laughs. "Maybe you can be my muse?" She reaches out and taps a finger on Sable's chin. "You've got a good face, suitable for painting."

That manages to spark a blush from violet-haired girl. "I certainly wouldn't mind helping out, though I can't say anyone's used me as a muse before."

She shakes her head. "I can't say I'm as familiar with lost inspiration like that, but all you can really do is follow where the spark leads, right?"

"Yeah, something like that. I feel like I need to get my feet beneath myself in this new world of college before I'll be able to... sort myself out. It's just easier to be myself in a way that feels good now that the hormones have really kicked in and I'm not dealing with cliques constantly. I was such an awkward kid in elementary and middle school. I guess undiagnosed ADD'll do that to you." 

She takes a bite of her danish and hums to herself. "Like, if I'm honest with you you're only the third person I've ever had sex with. And one of the other two was my therapist, so..." She spreads her hands. "Is it any wonder I turned out a sex nerd, when I got introduced to it by someone who was a real professional?"

She smiles and nods. "Not surprising at all. Honestly, you sex nerds are some of my favorite people — hence why I keep showing up in your club rooms from time to time. Y'all get how fascinating the variety can be, and how lovely it is to help someone else come undone in a beautiful orgasm."

Sable holds the door for Gloria as they reach the sex building.

Aw, how sweet. 

Gloria leads the way through. The central kiosk holds a "Calway Calvera Co." shop, and around it scatters tables and loungieres. There's nice big glass walls looking out onto the university gardens, and a skylight high overhead. Elevators along one wall ascend into the tower of the sex building, while the opposite wall hosts a wrap shop that's doing a slow but present business right now. People are scattered around, feeling each other up on the loungieres or reading at the small tables with a wrap in hand. It's a lot quieter than the main student hall though, only about half-full even during the lunch rush. 

Gloria heads over to the kiosk — there's no line — and buys a calvera from the barista at the cashier. It comes in a disposable paper cup with a heavier cardboard liner sleeve. 

"So," Gloira says. "Do you want to hang around here to eat, or does your surprise come with somewhere to drink calvera?"

"Absolutely somewhere to eat and drink. Come see."

And Sable leads the way down a few back hallways to a stairwell Gloria's heard of but never visited. "Up for braving the underground, beautiful?"

"I, um, uh..." 

Gloria laughs uneasily, then takes a long breath.

"... Guess you had to have some downsides," she says after a moment. "Sure, okay, yes, I will brave the underground with you but only because you're incredibly charming and I think I have a squish on you. My therapist probably wouldn't approve. My parents definitely wouldn't..." 

"... But I have to admit I've always wondered what's down there, so if you're willing to be my guide..."

"I absolutely am," Sable replies with a warm grin. "I won't pretend the whole place is pleasant or safe, but I wouldn't risk a cute new friend like you, even if that squish you mentioned wasn't mutual. I think you'll like this."

Sable leads the way downward, squeezing Gloria's hand warmly. The light fades as they descend, and she flicks the flashlight to life on her phone to light their way.

The stairwell opens onto a tunnel, with walls of chipped white plaster covered here and there by graffiti. The cement floor looks grimy — though a keen eye might notice there's oddly no litter, and the apparent dirt doesn't seem to change the texture under their shoes at all, nor is it disturbed by their footsteps. About halfway from sex to comp sci, they reach a narrow, windowless doorway.

Gloria looks around anxiously, as if she's going to be discovered at any moment. The gloomy surroundings don't help too much. 

She squeezes Sable's hand firmly in return as she follows her.

Sable opens door and leads the way further inside. The girls enter a surprisingly clean corridor, with a cement floor and much more deliberately artful graffiti replacing the usual tags and sloppiness. Small LED lights provide a warm amber glow at knee height every few meters, providing enough visibility to walk, though Sable continues using her phone's flashlight to illuminate the art on walls.

Some of the murals depict competing interpretations of the peachgivers, while others portray personal struggles, or the rise of noble trickster nomads, and others still show characters from popular media.

The girls pass several more doors on either side, many decorated with various designs, before eventually stopping at one decorated with a stylized lotus blossom in green.

"Ready to see one of the better-kept secrets of the university?"

"There are people down here? What in forest -"

"Yes, absolutely. I can't wait to see what you've got up your sleeve."

And with a grin, Sable taps her phone to a spot just below the bottom-right petal of the lotus blossom. 

The door clicks and swings open, revealing a room with walls of deepest midnight blue decorated with glowing murals everywhere — and in every mural, whether central and proud of tucked discreetly away, a lotus of some form or another. Three loungeries form a semi-circle facing an enormous screen on one wall with game consoles resting below it, with a pair of guys (one with green hair, the other black) snuggling on one and casually groping each other while they watch a movie, headphones in their ears. Another loungerie against a different wall bears a nude, blue-haired girl painting digitally on a pair of tablets supported by a swing-arm stand, while another girl caresses her as she watches in admiration. A different loungerie has a pair of androgynous-looking programmers tapping away at laptops on swing-arms. Three girls play a complicated-looking board game at a table.

Orchestral electronica fills the air, previously inaudible beyond the soundproofing of the door.

"Welcome to the lotus lounge," she murmurs.

Misfortune looks up from her tablets, registers that Sable's just come in — and brought a friend, too —  and swings her tablets away to the side so she can get up and greet her guest. 

"Hey," she says with a wink. "Glad to meet you. No need for a name if you don't feel like sharing. Sable's got a good eye, but please, keep this place hush-hush. We've got a small arrangement with the maintenance staff, but this was supposed to be their breakroom once upon a time about fifty years back and technically still is." 

She offers her hand to shake. "We're Misfortune — Jinx, Hex and Curse, there's three of us in this body. Bipolar and DID. You?" 

Gloria shakes Misfortune's hand. "I, um. I'm Gloria. And I'm ADD? And also trans, I guess that sort of counts. You really have a whole setup down here, don't you?"

Misfortune twists one of her braids around her finger. "Yeah, that definitely counts. And yeah, it's been upgraded a lot over the years but everything still works fine." 

She passes Gloria a small card with a luminescent three-petaled lotus on one side. "Here. This won't get you through the door, but it's your safe-passage. If you stumble across a maintenance worker in the halls down here you can show them this and they'll know you're no trespasser. Don't lose it, don't pass it to anyone else."

"I, um, okay?" Gloria takes the card and slides it into her pocket next to her phone.

"All that said, enjoy. This is a place for you and people like you. You'll get a full membership if you attend here as a guest enough; till then, you'll need to be accompanied by Sable here."

Misfortune flops back onto the couch and returns to her sketches without another word more.

Sable gives Misfortune a warm smile and drops casually into a chair, pulling out another next to her for Gloria.

"Welcome to the secret haven of everyone who wants a break from making their differences palatable to others, the place where you're free to be completely and unapologetically weird. Everyone here is neurodivergent or outcast in some way, and you can only get in by invitation."

She takes a bite of her danish, and then a long sip of her calvera.

"No one's quite sure how long the lotus lounge has been here. Three decades, minimum. Possibly as long as the university itself."

"I... wow. That's... I never knew. I probably would've gone on not knowing if I hadn't blundered into you."

She juggles her danish and her calvera so they're back in each of her hands, and sits.

"How did you discover this place in the first place? Friend of yours? Or did you just go exploring and stumble on it?"

She lays her danish in her lap and takes a deep sip of her calvera, cupping her hands around its comforting warmth.

She takes a breath, looking down at her calvera for a moment, before looking back up at Gloria with a light smile.

"Misfortune found us."

"So you're — multiple people too, like her?" 

Gloria leans in. "That sounds fascinating. How does it work, like, in practice?"

<Positive response. This one might be a keeper,> Hailey notes. <Maybe.>

<Oh ye of little faith,> Ruby teases. <She's cool and open-minded.>

"Yeah," Sable replies with a nod. "There are five of us: Sable, Maya, Neo, Hailey, and Ruby. Been Sable all day so far. And it works a bit differently for every plural system. Some systems have easy internal communication, others don't. Some share memories, others don't. Some get along well with all their headmates, others don't. We're comparatively lucky, and hit the former of all three of those."

"I'm sorry if this is very rude, I'm trying my best, but, um — is that at all like having awake characters?" 

Sable blinks, for a moment.

And then an enormous crescent-moon of a grin splits her face.

"Mmmhmmm," She confirms. "As a matter of fact, it is."

"We're literally talking about the same thing, huh?" Gloria smiles. "Yeah, I've got one or two of my own. You — share the body? Mine just comment on things incessantly while I'm working. I — well, there was one voice who was so persistent and so cool from Witches And Warriors that I sort of just decided to be her, and that's how I, uh, accidentally transed my gender. But she's been quiet since I became her, and the others are less insistent."

Gloria takes another sip of her calavera and smiles softly.

"Yep, we share the body, taking turns in front." Sable smiles back at her. "ADHD, trans, and plural, both of us. Aren't we quite the pair?"

"Well, we don't exactly swap," Gloria hedges. "But yeah, I guess we are. For, uh, a highly unconventional definition of 'pair', anyway."

Sable bursts into giggles at that. "Unconventional definitions indeed."

She sighs fondly and smiles at Gloria. "We are so glad we met you."

"So, so, so agreed." Gloria smiles and takes a slow breath, then knocks back the last of her calvera in one long gulp. 

"So, what is there to do around here? You've got quite the setup."

"Well." She tilts her head and surveys the room. "There's a wide selection of board games. There are some shared tablets with painting apps and games. The big screen on the wall is connected to a media center machine, loaded up with an enormous collection of movies and TV shows, as well as a whole lot of retro gaming emulators and other computer games. There are also a few consoles connected. We've got the whole spectrum of controllers, from gamepads through joysticks and wheels to sexual controllers. 

"Games include the usual platformers, shooters, and racing games, along with some more in-depth titles, like Clan Diplomance: Monsteria, that monsterfolk sequel to the collaborative seduction diplomancer franchise, or Mortal Invasion, which gives you an ongoing choice of strategies for dealing with a demonic incursion."

"Clan Diplomance, defintely. I've heard it's great, but I never had enough friends in high school to put together a proper match. And, well, dysphoria was still kind of kicking my ass, so even I had managed to play, I'd never have had the balls to use a pleaser." 

She looks over at the consoles. "Which of these plays Diplomance again? I don't actually know the major consoles apart, I just game casually on my school laptop..." 

"The PomBox 5. But damn, Chris and Alex have a movie on."

"Wait a minute. Are they watching Clanfound again? That's the third time this month. I'll see if they mind."

Gloria hesitates, then nods. "Yeah, I guess it's worth trying."

She steps over to the two boys and crouches down to their level, poking the nearer of the two — the black-haired one — one in the shoulder. "Hey Alex, Chris?"

The black-haired boy looks up, pausing the movie. "Huh wha?"

The green-haired boy looks up as well, eyes briefly flicking to silver bracelet on Sable's wrist with links that could be thorns, or fangs, or knives, or barbs, and a faint line of glowing purple running through it.

"Hmm, Sable?"

"Yeah," she replies. "I know y'all love rewatching Clanfound, but the new girl I brought has never played any of the Clan Diplomance games. Mind if we cut in?"

Chris hums thoughtfully, looking up at the movie and then back down at his partner. "What d'you think, babe?"

Alex blinks for a moment.

"Wait. New girl ain't ever played a Clan Diplomance game? We have got to help introduce her."

He gives his boyfriend a plaintive look.

Chris helps Alex to his feet, then looks at Sable as he sits up as well. "As long as y'all don't mind us joining in?"

Sable smiles, then looks over at Gloria. "What d'you think, cutie? Mind if the boys join us?"

Yes, she's making more friends, muahahahahahhahaah! 

"I don't mind at all, they definitely can!" 

Oh no, she's too cute.

Sable grins and joins the boys in grabbing gamepads and pleasers and headphones and bringing them over to loungeries.

"Hah, I get to introduce a newbie to Clan Diplomance. Sweet."

Alex starts booting the game up.

The console boots, displaying a graphic of pomegranate seeds falling into a heart-shaped box, then kicks over to the main menu of the inserted cartridge. 

The main menu graphic of the cartridge is of a broad-shouldered boy with tattoos, finned ears and a merman tail, completely nude and being deeply kissed and lightly groped by an androgynous boygirl wearing a white dress shirt and a short skirt. Below the action, a quill scratches out "Clan Diplomance", then makes a sharp slash below and adds MONSTERIA.

Alex grins and clicks through the title screen into the main menu, eager to start a new game.

The game boots to an internal menu with "Resume Co-op Campaign" highlighted, with a graphic of a threesome between a blue demon girl and two humans. The blue demon girl's biting the lip of the middle boy, who has a darker skin tone. Everyone seems to be having a lot of fun, and everyone's nude bar some accessories.

Alex flicks back and forth between Resume and New for a few moments.

(The new campaign graphic is of two mer-boys just about to kiss.)

"Hey Pirates," Chris calls at Sable, "y'wanna start a new game, ease the new girl in? Plus I think the last campaign y'all had going with us had Maya in front."

He frowns for a moment, then shoots a nervous smile at Gloria. "You got a name, new girl?"

"Gloria!" She returns his nervous smile, her fingers playing with her blonde hair. "It's, um, really nice to meet you and play with you." She looks away and then back.

Chris blinks, then laughs. "Givers, Sable, she's adorable. If I liked girls, I'd be all over her."

"She is, isn't she? I'm leaning new campaign, if y'all don't mind."

"That would definitely, um, help." Gloria runs a hand through her hair. "If the later stages are hard I'm definitely not going to be able to do them effectively."

Sable leans over and kisses Gloria's cheek. "We'll help you get used to it."

"Aye aye, Cap. New campaign," Alex jokes, paging through to the new campaign screen.

The interface opens to a slick scrollwork menu over an image of scrolling plains, with selectors for starting tribe — Forest, Scale, Wing and Night — difficulty — Free Play, Novice, Intermediate, Advanced, Step On Me — and then a large area for character selection and setup, depicting a set of portraits along the bottom of the screen with submenus under them — "Kinks", "Appearance", "Parts", "Talents",  and "Stimulation". 

Gloria picks up a controller and quickly selects a blonde fox-girl who looks a little like her from the premades. "This one looks close enough, I don't want to hold you all up with a bunch of character creation right now." She goes through the kinks menu quickly, at the highest level of checkboxes, and quickly agrees to the broad categories of her tastes. "I'm being conservative with my selections here but, well, I'm a sex nerd, not a lot is going to shock me." She makes sure to check the vore box since Sable likes it. She selects "cock" from the parts menu, skips the talents setup, and goes to stimulation...

"Okay, um, give me a minute to get into the pleaser." 

She settles in comfortably against the backrest of the loungiere, and hikes up her skirt and down her panties, before picking up the pleaser, locking a new disposable sleeve into the stroker, and settling the whole thing gently onto her still-soft cock. She lets out a little sigh. 

"... Okay," she says. "I think I'm ready to play? Though I'm not sure what we want to do for campaign settings, I've never played."

Chris gets his pleaser situated as well, and loads his saved character template. He's playing a green-haired elf, and his preferences are set to definitely include the scale tribe, and to allow S&M though not actively seek it.

"Probably we go with Novice or Intermediate? Gloria's a newbie, but we can guide her enough that we can probably handle Intermediate, I think."

Alex gets his profile loaded up as well, similar to Chris's but with a more active preference for S&M. "Works for me."

Sable nods and starts working through her saved profile. She's playing a violet-haired foxgirl. It's been a while since she fronted for a campaign, so she'll need to double-check that the talents and kinks are configured and up to date and such. 

"I, uh, is there a particular talent profile I should take as a newbie?" Gloria flushes a little.

"So as a newbie, you're better-off aiming for a more support-focused build. If you go for non-stimulating or less-stimulating talents — things like dirty talk, pressing against people, dancing or posing, or buff and debuff spells — you can contribute a lot to the seduction even when you're not ready for another orgasm."

Sable's build includes a mix of dirty talk, direct sexual talents, and a few kink talents.

"If you're feeling brave you can channel buffs like Lust Redoubling. It's stimulating during casting, but it's a really powerful buff."

"Oh, and sometimes the rest of the party'll be blown but we'll still need to fuck someone, so you'll prolly get tapped for sex then."

Gosh, sounds fun. And surprisingly gentle. It makes sense to play a support as a newbie, even if she does want to try the sex talents too...

She picks Positional Mistress, which grants her benefits when helping support another sex position, Point The Way, which strengthens her buff and debuff spells when she's hard, and Empathic Heart, which helps her to soothe partners who are close to their limits and gives bonuses to certain ambience moves.

"Does this look good to you all?"

Sable looks over the build and then nods with a smile. "Looks solid. Any preferences on what tribes we include?"

Alex locks the builds in and flips over to the tribe selection list.

A long list of tribes comes up, in three categories — starter tribes, general tribes and kink tribes.

Under starter tribes is the same list as before — Forest, Scale, Wing, and Night, with the single addition of Water. 

General tribes include Ink, Caravan, Greenblood, and a dozen more, each seeming to focus on a specific monsterperson species or culture and their allies. 

Then there are the kink tribes, another two dozen at least, ranging from Voracious, Pain-Bearer, Corrupt, Intertwined, all the way down in increasing kink levels to Peachless, Golden and Savage at the bottom.

"Hmmm. I like most of the general tribes from their names, at least. How do we feel about Voracious and Pain-Bearer?" 

She likes these people so far, and Sable's putting forward her vore kink... But she still is kind of embarrassed to admit to her breeding kink.

"Definitely want Pain-Bearer, and nix Antfolk," Alex remarks.

"And neither of us mind Voracious, and I know it'll make Sable's day if we include it, so throw that in."

Sable blushes and smiles.

"I, um..." Gloria flushes a little. "I — do want to ask — if we're okay with Voracious for Sable, are we... okay with maybe trying Peachless for me? It's okay if it's too much!"

Sable cocks an eyebrow and smirks. "Oh really. Learn something new. Yeah, I'm fine with including them."

"New girl's got some spice, fun," Alex barks out a laugh. "Yeah, let's roll with it."

"Thanks so much..." 

Gloria blushes and ducks her head, then settles both her hands on her controller and breathes. "Okay," she says. "Let's do this."

And Alex locks in the tribe selections and starts the game with a grin.

A graceful-looking deerboy appears on screen, and his gentle voice fills the room. "Ah, the diplomatic corps has arrived! And just in time, too. We've just had an emissary arrive from the scale tribe and he's very eager to see you! Do you want to attend to him right now?"

A menu comes up: [Play tutorial scenario?]

"Nah, tutorials are shit."

He skips it without waiting for input from the group.

Chris sighs fondly and kisses the top of Alex's head. "We'll help you figure out anything you miss, Gloria."

Sable snuggles close to Gloria as the game starts.

They're tossed into a menu to pick the first clan they'll do their diplomatic mission to. Currently, Scale, Night and Wing are available. 

"Any of you assholes got an objection to blatantly pandering to my boy by running Scale tribe first?"

Chris blushes and sighs.

Sable laughs and shakes her head.

"Not at all!" 

Gloria selects the scale tribe stage and starts it.

And a slim, twinkish lamiaboy with tanned skin and a purple snakey tail comes up on screen. 

"Hey hey," he says. "So you're the ambassadors from the Forest tribe? We need to negotiate hunting rights along the boundary of the desert."

A bright flash of light comes up and the quill pen sketches out TALK!

And everyone is thrown into real-time turn-based gameplay. 

It seems the ambassador is particularly interested in Chris' character, and quickly progresses to snuggling him while whispering sweet nothings. 

"He's really cute."

Gloria uses some of her ambiance skills to set the tone of the meeting early on, then settles in to a buff rotation, mixing in her channel occasionally. She sighs gently as the pleaser teases her with each channel, keeping her warm and activating Point The Way to boost her spellcasting.

Sable settles in for a routine of teasing touches and dirty-talk, pressing her body against the lamiaboy's body and encouraging him toward Chris. She layers speech combos seamlessly as things heat up.

Alex takes a similar support angle, prioritizing touch where Sable focused on words, encouraging the lamia's excitement.

Chris receives all that attention with grace, caressing the snake-tailed boy and grinding against him, warming him up to fuck.

It's not too long before the lamiaboy slithers out of his clothing, exposing a pair of thick, tapered dicks. He's clearly really enjoying all the attention, at least if the drips of pre at the tips of his cocks are anything to go by. 

Honestly this is a pretty hot situation...

Gloria flushes and stumbles in her rotation, the easy rhythm of teasing not quite so simple now. 

Chris and Alex transition smoothly into sucking the lamiaboy's dicks and grinding against him, earning an ongoing bit of thrumming stimulation from it.

While Sable presses herself behind him and caresses his body, continuing to whisper sweet nothings with her dirty talk combos.

It is really, really tempting to just channel the maximum amount and stop trying to hold back, but that's not efficient.

She returns to her rotation, breathing a little harder. The pleaser strokes her gently, warming her and keeping her kind of distracted. It's a good thing her combos aren't too complex. There's a kind of rhythm to the whole thing, buff buff channel, buff buff channel...

She twitches inside her pleaser, sets her jaw, and keeps up her rotation.

Between the frequently-channeled lust buff, Sable's teasing and dirty talk, and both the boys sucking his cocks, the lamiaboy quickly reaches the edge. He gasps in pleasure, his whole body shivering and shuddering, and wraps his coils around Chris, trying his best to reciprocate —

But it's all too much. He quickly surrenders to the group's touches and teases, and climaxes into Alex and Chris's characters' mouths. There's a sound of dice rolling, then the golden quill swoops in and sketches out STAGE CLEAR. Then it sketches out TRADE CONCESSIONS with a list of loot, marks RELATIONSHIP UP with the lamiaboy, and lastly a lock on the map shatters, exposing the next scale clan stage. 

"Go team," Sable cheers. "Looks like we have enough loot to make a water-breathing potion, which would let us get a start on the Water tribe — they're good for sequence-breaking. Alternatively, we could work on one of the other starter tribes, like Feather, who eventually unlock Peachless, or Night, who unlock Pain-Bearer. Or we could keep working on Scale."

"Which Sable totally suggested for magnanimous reasons and not because they unlock the Voracious tribe," Alex snarks.

Chris shrugs. "Y'all know who my favorite is. I'm not picky."

"We can focus on Scale, I think. I like both of you two having fun. Just, you know. It'd be nice to get to Peachless eventually." 

Gloria blushes a little and hazards a smile. 

"We could alternate Scale and Feather, work on both?"

"Aww, that'd be so nice of you."

Sable hums thoughtfully. "Aren't there usually a couple Feather tribe diplomats who're secretly into pain if you spot the signs?"

"Ooh, you're right."

"Feather next, then?"

"Works for me!" Gloria smiles and selects the next stage from the Feather clan. 

A winged boy comes on screen, his feet clawed and leonine. 

"Hmph," he says. "You're the diplomats from Forest? You don't look all that impressive."

He flutters down from the branch he's sitting on and alights before the group. "Go ahead, then, if you think you have anything to offer the mighty Feather tribe."

With a flash of the quill, NEGOTIATE comes up again. 

Gloria's got her rotation worked out, and she's getting used to the pleaser. It's a little frustrating to linger in teasing like this, but she can manage. For this stage, at least. 

The harpy boy pulls Sable's character into his lap by her hair, wraps his wing around her, and starts pinching and teasing her breasts. 

Sable bites her lip just a bit, and sets her character to subby moans and grinding against the winged boy. It takes her by surprise, just a bit, but she gets her rotation figured out and works in her dirty talk combos as well — though with different theming given her position in the seduction.

Alex smirks and helps the chimeric harpyboy in his torment of Sable, making this into a bit of dom cooperation while focusing on driving the boy's lust higher.

While Chris focuses on teasing and caressing him from behind, driving him to lose control over Sable's submissive squirming.

And with a bit more cooperation, they eventually prove to the harpyboy that they can endure his teasing even when it gets painful.

STAGE CLEAR! 

And on they go to further stages. There's several to clear before the next clans unlock, and despite the rests between stages, eventually the party starts to fatigue.

Gloria's been using her lust redoubling maybe more than she should, and has edged a couple times in the last few stages. So when Peachless unlocks, one stage after Voracious, she gives Sable a more than slightly pleading look. 

Sable presses a soft kiss to Gloria's lips. "Objections to hitting Peachless next, gang?"

Chris just smiles and shakes his head. 

"Go for it."

Gloria focuses a little, taps over to the first Peachless stage, and confirms.

A fluffy-looking moth girl flutters to the stage. 

"Gosh," she says. "I can't believe you actually volunteered for a political marriage. Let's get to know each other a little more intimately, hmm?" 

She grins. "After all, we still need to seal the deal." 

Okay, okay, she's got this, yeah, she can do this — 

Gloria takes a long breath and starts the stage, directing her character to directly engage the mothgirl rather than staying on the sidelines casting buffs.

"Eager little thing, aren't you? Just so eager to knock me up..." 

The mothgirl giggles and flaps her wings, releasing a cloud of lust-boosting moth dust, then sinks down onto Gloria's cock.

Alex barks a laugh and starts teasing the mothgirl.

Chris smiles and focuses on buffs.

While Sable keeps up a steady flow of dirty talk combos on the mothgirl, while whispering out loud in Gloria's ear.

"You're so eager to breed her, aren't you? You're just ready for it."

Gloria lets out a soft moan as the pleaser really starts to stimulate her. She doesn't know her combos in this situation but she's going to try her best...

Fortunately, thrusting and clit stim together inflict a good amount of pleasure and don't take any brains to manage. All she has to do is, uh, tap these two buttons every round and not come. 

... This would be a LOT EASIER if the pleaser wasn't going at her so hard!!!

"Sable," she gasps softly, snuggling into her. "It feels incredible..."

"I can feel you twitching," the mothgirl on screen teases. "Go on, don't hold back! Pour every drop of your fertile seed out deep inside me!"

Oh, god, the sensors in the pleaser must be picking up that she's near the edge —

Sable smirks, running a hand down Gloria's body, then back up to pinch one of her nipples.

Her other hand dances across the controller, hitting combo after combo of carefully timed sultry words and lust enhancements.

Chris casts an Elven Lust Aura he's been saving up, sending the mothgirl for a hard spike in her arousal.

Alex's character teases, caresses, and pinches the mothgirl, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

And Sable keeps whispering in Gloria's ear. 

"You want to seal that marriage, don't you, Gloria? You want to put a bun in her oven and keep her, knock her up and claim her."

She squeezes Gloria close.

"She needs this. She desperately wants your seed. Put a baby in her, you sexy girl."

"Ohfuck—" 

Gloria gasps out hard as the pleaser accelerates in time with all the dirty talk, shocks of electric pleasure radiating from her cock, and suddenly her whole body feels intensely hot and the pleasure spikes hard —

She comes, and fills the pleaser up with her hot, sticky seed. 

On-screen, a cutout of an ova being penetrated by sperm pops up over the mothgirl's belly, then the words CRITICAL HIT pop up. She gasps, moans, clenches, and finally comes, and the STAGE CLEAR screen comes up.

As the pleaser finally falls still from its clenching rolls, Gloria exhales hard and pulls out, her breath slowing. 

"Wow," she says. "That was... a whole experience." She giggles and kisses Sable's cheek, then she discards the spent sleeve, cleans herself up, and puts away the pleaser. 

"Think that pretty much finishes me off," she says. "Though I'll obviously play if you want to hit the Voracious tribe next, Sable."

"Glad you enjoyed, cutie."

She strokes Gloria's cheek, then stretches languidly.

"Hmmm. What d'you think, boys?"

Chris smiles. "No objections here. I certainly appreciated starting out with Scale tribe, so I don't mind returning the favor."

Alex just laughs and hits the button.

A gloopy-looking slimegirl appears on screen. 

"Hey," she says. "Don't you just want to eat me all up? Save my core, but the rest of me is yours to bite and chew and consume. It's the height of rudeness to refuse a meal, so go on, eat up! I'm told I taste of blueberries."

START NEGOTIATION! 

Gloria goes back to her combos, this time without a pleaser; the game uses her recorded data for edging capacity to determine the cooldown for her lust channel, and otherwise doesn't change much. It's still fun to play...

Especially when she can whisper in Sable's ear. 

"Go on," she says. "Don't you want to consume her? To make her part of you, in every way?" She giggles and nips Sable's ear. "Go right ahead..."

Sable flushes and bites her lip.

"I do," she breathes.

She keys the "directly engage" option for her character and starts up a rotation of caressing, kissing, and dirty talk. Her character starts talking about how tasty the slimegirl looks.

The slimegirl gets progressively gloopier as Sable caresses her, and starts to pool in her lap — and then all of a sudden her pleaser starts up. 

"Please, taste me, bite me, eat me," moans the slimegirl on screen.

Sable takes a shaky breath and starts rolling her hips slowly, pacing herself. She keeps caressing and kissing, and starts mixing in bites: first a hard bite to the crook of her neck, then another to her shoulder.

Alex starts up a series of support buffs, stoking the slimegirl's lust.

Chris picks up the dirty talk slack along with his own support buffs.

And Sable nestles into Gloria, cheeks flushed.

"Isn't it so good to consume her? I bet she's delicious," Gloria whispers, switching her inputs to onehanded mode to trace a hand through Sable's hair. "Good girl. Very good girl."

The slimegirl onscreen moans hard at being bitten into; visible bitemarks are left behind in the jello-like consistency of her body, leaving clear evidence of Sable's teeth.

"Fuck yes," she gasps out, leaning into Gloria's touch. "Blueberries are like my third favorite flavor, too, after citrus and peaches."

She keeps up her steady pace, and then brings one of the slimegirl's hands to her lips and starts devouring her hand, finger after finger, before working up her arm.

She uses a tricky button combo to have her character make impishly playful eyecontact with the slimegirl as she eats her.

"Gorgeous," Gloria whispers in Sable's ear. Then she grins and kisses her cheek. "Go on, consume all of her..."

The slimegirl moans hard and gives Sable's character a look of deep awe as she's slowly consumed, bite by bite. She keeps stroking Sable off through her clothes, and offers up her other arm in turn.

Sable shivers and rolls her hips, hitting a button to shift angles, get her clothes out of the way, and fuck the slimegirl more directly rather than being stroked through her clothes — it shouldn't be much more stimulation for her, while increasing the arousal for the slimegirl a decent bit. She steadily devours her other arm, slowly working her way up to the slimegirl's shoulder.

Gloria keeps petting Sable's hair as she consumes more and more of the slimegirl, cooing sweet nothings and dirty talk into her ear, and kisses her cheek gently when she thinks it'll surprise her.

The slimegirl pushes forward, surging out of her clothes, and shoves her breasts into Sable's face, armless and very, very horny, her whole body dripping with arousal. 

Sable gasps and digs in, occasionally shivering in surprise at a cheek-kiss, squirming against Gloria as she takes bite after bite of the slimegirl's breasts, throbbing in her pleaser and carefully pacing her rolling hips.

"Favorite—tribe," she pants out, her cheeks flushed.

Gloria grins and digs her fingers into Sable's hair. "That's right. Eat every last bit of her. You know she wants it." 

She grins and nips Sable's shoulder, then returns to her rotation.

The slimegirl dwindles and dwindles as more snd more of her is eaten, letting bite after bite of her be taken from her heavy breasts, moaning in pleasure with every chew and swallow. "Yours," she moans, "Consume every bit of me..."

Sable shudders and squirms. Her hips roll, and her ragged breaths rock her breasts.

She pauses before finishing the slimegirl's breasts, switching to quickly devour her legs, working her way up her calves and thighs and eventually all the way to her hips.

The slimegirl moans, and wordlessly offers her sex up, her whole body — or what's left of it — arching towards Sable's mouth. 

"You've been looking forward to this the whole time, haven't you?" Gloria murmurs. "The chance to eat up her sopping wet pussy..."

"Fuck yes," she moans, taking her first bites of the slick cunt. She starts from the outer lips around the girl's entrance, and gradually works her way up and in.

Gloria looks on in adoration as Sable stares raptly at the screen, so deeply immersed she can barely tell the difference between herself and her character. 

"Yes," she croons. "You know this is the best part, can't you feel her coming beneath your tongue? Goddess she's so delicious, ooooooohhhhhh..."

The slimegirl on screen descends into incoherent moans, clearly overwhelmed by pleasure. She comes and comes and comes, losing more and more mass as she lets Sable take bite after bite of her sopping sex, regenerating with the rest of her body until she finally loses all coherency and dissolves into a puddle on the floor. 

NEGOTIATION CLEARED flashes up, followed by TRADE CONCESSIONS, 1x SLIMEGIRL CORE. 

Sable bucks and spurts just as she finishes eating the slimegirl's pussy, arching her back and pressing close to Gloria as she moans out a shuddery orgasm. Her hips roll, her chest heaves, her muscles twitch, and then eventually she sags against Gloria.

"Goddess yes. That was gorgeous."

She snuggles there for a long moment, catching her breath.

"You were gorgeous." She kisses Sable's lips softly. 

Then she reaches into her pocket and checks her phone. "Ah, shit." She sighs. "We played right through my knotwork 201 class. I was supposed to be learning ties right now." She shakes her head. "Kind of got carried away with the meeting you and the underground adventures and the playing in a group with the pleasers and all..." She rubs the back of her head. "Can you give me your number and we can text? I've got to hustle to get home or my clanmates will wonder where the hell I've been. It's been great and all, but yeah, uh, I really do have to run or I'll be late for community supper. — you can walk me to my car if you want!"

Sable kisses Gloria sharply, then hops up and quickly cleans herself up. "Fun game, boys, but I've got a cutie to walk to her car."

Chris waves her off with a smile. "Catch you later, Violas."

"You're obviously smitten, go have fun," Alex teases.

Pillow thrown at Alex, sleeve in the trash, wipe herself off real quick, pleaser back on the shelf, coat back on, and then she's ready to escort Gloria out.

"See ya, Misfortune!"

"See ya, Violas!" Misfortune waves from behind her art tablets.

And Gloria heads out the door of the lotus lounge. 

"Uh," she says after a moment. "Which way did we come from?"

Sable turns right as they hit the hall, leading the way back out.

She pulls her phone out as they walk and opens up a new contact entry. "So, shall we exchange numbers? We definitely wanna see you again."

"For sure." Gloria rattles hers off, then accepts Sable's.

And Sable shoots Gloria a text to make sure everything's working.

Sable Viola — and the rest of the Viola Pirates — here.

And Gloria and her character Lillian here. We don't have great commuication but I get a feeling Lillian approves of you.

And Gloria turns on her phone flashlight to light her way through the darkened section. 

Sable does as well, and laces her free hand with Gloria's. She knows this route blind by this point, but Gloria doesn't, so light is necessary.

Soon enough they get back to the stairwell, and up they go to the sex building.

Gloria blushes at the handholding, her gaze darting away. Wow, how did she ever get so lucky to land a girl like this...

And onwards they go.

Sable's also pretty delighted to have found Gloria. She keeps throwing sappy looks her way as they walk.

<You are smitten, Alex was right,> Hailey teases.

Gloria squeezes Sable's hand and gets a faraway, peaceful look on her face. She seems to be really enjoying this. 

Eventually, though, they come to her car in the uni parking lot.

"Well," she says. "See you."

"See you," she replies with a warm smile.

And Gloria gets in the car, starts it, and is off.

Sable smiles sappily at the retreating vehicle for a long moment, then heads back inside.

Gloria drives home. Her clan house is across town in the more upscale district, and has a whole small estate around it. The manor itself is done in peach tones, and the grounds around it are planted with apple and peach trees. 

She parks her car on the street outside — the adults get the garages — and crosses the lawn to let herself in a side door in the west wing.

She slips her phone out of her pocket. 

Home now. Looks like I've got about 30 minutes before clan supper. Anything you wanna talk about while I do my hair and make myself presentable?

Meanwhile, Sable's gone back to the lotus lounge and flopped onto the loungiere beside Misfortune and rested her head on her shoulder. 

Chris and Alex have gone back to their movie.

And Sable's expression turns very sappy the second she gets the text from Gloria.

Glad to hear from you. We went back to the lotus, we're watching Misfortune do some art. How's clan life treating you?

Eh, you know how it is, some of them are cool, some of them aren't. I like my cousins Nixie and Pix and a couple of my aunts, but one of my uncles always makes stupid off-color jokes, and my father is a little... he tends to think it's his job to push me. Fortunately my mom is much more cool and she cares a lot. 

Gloria goes into the bathroom and starts fixing her hair to look presentable at dinner. 

Ah. Pushy assholes like that are so frustrating. Glad your mom and some other relatives are cool, at least.

We haven't done a proper clan supper in a while. Our clan couldn't really handle the whole plurality thing, so we're doing our own thing instead.

Curious what "presentable for supper" looks like on you, if you wanna share.

She takes a photo. She's not exactly smiling in the photo, but her hair is done very neatly, with less fuzz, and she's cleaned her glasses... and she's wearing a small amount of makeup, not much but at least blush and lipstick. She's also put on a nicer deep-v sweater and a long skirt. with a pattern of purple butterflies.

How do I look?

Pretty~

Is purple one of your favorite colors?

Yeah, I've always really liked it. It's a little less princessy than pink while still being very feminine.

Oh wait she called her pretty!!!

And, um, thank you!! I'm still not really used to compliments but it's really nice.

I'll have to work on getting you used to compliments. You're certainly cute enough to deserve 'em.

And lucky us about the purple.

A picture of Sable, grinning on the couch with her vividly dark-violet hair and eyes centrally featured, is attached.

Oh gosh. Oh gosh she's so gay.

Gosh you're pretty. Still can't believe I managed to run into you.

Sable sighs contentedly. The gayness is very mutual.

Are we sure I'm not the lucky one, here? I feel pretty damn lucky.

Careful, or we'll get stuck in a mutual appreciation loop and get lost in each other's eyes for all eternity.

Oh no, what a truly terrible fate~

Indeed.

Lillian's reminding me that dinner starts shortly and my father likes it when I'm early. I'll text you back when supper's over, alright?

Sweet of her. Annoying of him. Hope it's a good meal regardless.

About an hour later...

Well that was a whole thing. 

Long story short it came out that I'd fucked you. My mom congratulated me, as did Pix — Pix has had such a number of suitors, so that's natural. My dad was like "grump grump hrrmph focus on your studies" but he's like that about everything. 

She flops back onto her bed and lets out a long breath. 

I'm really glad I ran into you.

The more we hear about him, the less we like him.

Really glad I ran into you too.

What're your plans tomorrow?

I think that depends a lot on your plans tomorrow, gorgeous. Got any partners you'd like to introduce us to? Want to go out somewhere? I don't really know the city all that well so wherever you'd like to go is fine by me. It'll be an adventure.

Hmm. Don't have any classes tomorrow, and no current partners to introduce you to. Could go for a picnic, maybe, or hit a museum. I know a couple good spots for either.

I heard there was an exhibition of Ancient Amorian culture going on at one of the major musems in town this month, do you know which one had it?

Hmm. I think...

She looks it up on her phone, then nods.

Yeah, it's at BMH. Looks like they open at ten.

Sounds good to me! Want to meet up for breakfast out beforehand, or...?

We'd love to. There's a cute little place a few blocks from there, we could get breakfast and then walk the rest of the way.

Sounds great, see you there! Eight or so? usually I have breakfast pretty early so if we wait till nine I'll be starving.

Deal. <3

So, uh, what's the name of this breakfast place I'll be meeting you at?

It's called Queen of the Waffle. It's on fourteenth street.

Alright, I'll be there at 8!

Hot women, delicious waffles, and interesting history. She loves it when a plan comes together.

See you there!

Sable sighs happily and nestles closer to Misfortune. It's always tricky to tell who's fronting when they're hyperfocused on art like this, but oh well.

"We've got a breakfast date," she sing-songs.

"Aww, super cool!" From the tone Sable can guess it's probably Hex this time. "Glad you're meeting cool people. She seemed to have a fun time with the pleasers as well."

"Yeah. She did. I'm so glad I met her."

She tilts her head and looks at the tablets. "Wha'cha working on, Hex?"

"Sketch for a new manga concept. It's about a bunch of childfree rebels making their own family. Lots of sex and violence, obviously." She shows a silver-haired girl with a long scar down her right arm and a gun in her hand. "Think they're maybe mafia? Something like that. Still figuring it out."

"Oooh, sounds awesome. Found family is the best. Can't wait to see more."

"Yeah, we'll see how it goes! We can trade stories when you get back from your date."

"Definitely," Sable agrees.

She... has kind of had a busy day. She should probably get supper, but kind of wants to just lean on Hex's shoulder for a while first.

It's fun to watch art in progress.

Hex is just fine with that. 

It takes a while, but she completes the piece, and finally gets up and stretches. 

"Wanna get supper together, or? I can leave Violet in charge of the place."

Sable stretches as well. "Sounds like fun. What d'you feel like having?"

"Some kinda wrap? Student hall'll be crowded this time of day but honestly I kind of like that."

Hex gets up, slips her tablet into her pack, and gets out a spare set of clothes — nothing fancy, just a bikini top and bottom with a wrap coat to cover it for outside. She secures the snaps over herself and gets up. "Let's go," she says. "I mean, if you're coming with."

"Wraps are classic for a reason," she agrees, following Hex to the door. "See ya, Vi."

"See you!" The pink-haired girl gives a little wave and flops back down on the couch.

And off they go through the underground toward the student center. "How's your day been, hon?"

Jinx slips into front. "We're doing okay, mostly. I like your new addition, she seems to have the spirit. As always there's the loans ticking away in the background but I try not to let it get me down."

"Ugh, loans. Hate the damned things."

She shakes her head.

"Better loans than stuck with people who don't get us, though, right?"

"Yeah, pretty much." Jinx rolls her eyes. "Still, comms are picking up, so..." She smiles and stretches. "I'll be able to keep up my payments assuming no disasters. Knock on wood."

"Rootin' for y'all, Jinx," Sable replies with a smile. "And that reminds me. If the paid internship we applied to works out, next month, we're definitely going to commission some 'sona art of the other Pirates."

"Super looking forward to it." Jinx bites her lip and stretches out a little, keeping to the path through the underground she knows by heart.

"We are too," she grins. "There's no one else we trust to get the energy right."

She sighs warmly.

"I love the underground. We feel so much safer down here."

"Yeah, I get what you're saying. Normies can be kinda dumb sometimes."

Hailey switches in with a scowl. "Goddess yes, they really can. They think they're so enlightened, but you show 'em a damned weirdo and they lose their shit."

"God, yeah. Sometimes you just want to give them a sharp slap upside the head and see if it gives them a drop of empathy or common sense."

"If only," she frowns. "Tried it, didn't work. Idiotic shitheads just get dumber."

"I guess percussive maintenance can't always work. Dang." She snaps her fingers. "I know when my brain's shortcircuiting turning it off and on again can help, but normies seem to be running on busted firmware in the first place."

"They really do," she laughs. "Wish they ran on something sane like circuitry, then we could just let Ruby rewire 'em."

"Probably they'd get reallllll annoyed about that. Even though they try and do it to us all the time."

"Oh yes. It's only fair to hack people's brains when you're making them normal, don't you know. Giving them the capacity to understand divergent thought is too scary."

"Goddess, yeah. Don't remind me."

She bumps her shoulder against Jinx's and gives her a lopsided smile. "Found family, though, right?"

"Yeah. The good old law of proportional terribleness: 90% is shit, but the last 10% is worth dying for." 

"Damned right, Jinx," she grins. "Hell, that last ten percent is worth living for."

"Damn right."

They emerge from the underground not long after that, on the quiet side of the student hall. Other students pass to either side of them as they emerge from the stairwell, occupied with their own business.

Bustle bustle, little normies. Hailey watches them go by.

And off Hailey and Jinx head to a wrap place.

Jinx goes to the place with the certificate of proper slaughter and gets a chicken wrap with a creamy sweet sauce. There's goat wraps on sale too, and samosas.

Hailey grabs a goat wrap with a sour sauce, and a cup of calvera.

Curse comes forward to enjoy her chicken wrap, and goes and grabs a table rather than a loungiere. With the noises that came out of Sable earlier she figures the Pirates' body is done for the moment. 

"So yeah," she says. "How's uni treating you?"

"Tiring, but productive," Hailey replies after swallowing her bite of wrap. "Glad we're starting to get past the basics and start on actual projects. Debating what our next project's gonna be. Ruby's arguing for something to help with weapon design for a game, while Maya wants to work on something for nicely tracking and rendering historical naval battles."

She has a sip of calvera.

"Y'all?"