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In the morning we have the class on mana and rift walking. It was the Intro class, so honestly not all that exciting.
They did have a number of orbs though. Not the fun pondering kind. But boring orbs in different colors. White, blue, red, green and black.
The teacher had us come up, pull mana from a nearby mini rift and push it into the orbs. Testing our affinity or something.
I honestly thought they were broken at first, because I could not make any of them light up at all. The teacher found that curious, they said it was like I was shredding the mana when I cycled it in my core. That they have only seen mana like it from wastelands. Whatever that means.
Everyone else has a go as well. Ria only lit up blue, Shiv red.
Bronson was lit up red and black.
Rupert white.
Daisy blue with a dash of white.
Vincent was pure black.
Both the elf twins were obviously green, but one with a little red and the other a little blue.
The Construct lit up all five colors equally, which the teacher was very interested in.
Lillian was red green.
And finally Sophia. She lit up white like we all thought she would, but she was hesitant before touching the black orb.
It lit up too, equally as strong as the white orb. Sophia quickly pulled her hand away, as to deny the result.
She just came and sat down next to me, took my hand in hers and didn't say a word about it.
I'm not totally certain what all this colour stuff is about. But it doesn't take a genius to understand that Sophia was not happy with her results.
We all have lunch together before heading off to history class. Which I'm not gonna lie, I completely zoned out for. I was still a little bit worried about how Sophia was feeling.
I did pick up on the fact that the City of Doors was only like a hundred and fifty years old or so. The Academy was older, the city being built up around it. It was built because the area was a hot spot for natural rifts.
***
I tried to get out of bath-time, I really did. But living with Sophia meant the period trick wasn't going to work twice. She knew it was over, gotta say it's nice not having to wear the bloody belt anymore.
'Heh, get it? Bloody belt.'
[Very drool.]
Critics everywhere.
I'm dragged to the bathroom by Lillian and Sophia, I made them stop to collect Ria. If I have to suffer, so does she.
There's a changing alcove before the bath area. Hooks for our clothes, it's also where they keep all the towels and soaps.
It's giving me locker room vibes. Which I hate. Daisy and Shiv are already there, half undressed. I immediately look at the floor. Because holy shit, Daisy. But also to avoid staring at Shiv's teats. All six of them.
"Ummmm, Tangerine?" It's Ria, she's a little nervous, I imagine all the people around is giving her a bit of a hard time.
"Yeah?" I said.
"Could you help me, I need to rub this on my scales. It helps with the freshwater." She hands me a block of some sort of soapy wax?
She has her own, which she is rubbing over her tail. I use mine on her harder to reach places. I'm honestly glad she asked me to help, gives me something to concentrate on other than all the extremely hot women currently getting naked around me.
Also Shiv.
Once Ria is all waxed up, it takes Lillian and Sophia to carry her into the bath. She tried to deny them, saying she could just drag herself across the floor. But they were having none of it.
The bath was amazing, perfect temperature. Heated by fire crystals, there was even some magic shit going on that shot bubbles from the corners. Proper Jacuzzi like.
When the other girls got into the bath, a certain glittery substance washed off their bodies, sparkling in the water, and I finally understood what elven glamour did.
It was a fucking magical Instagram filter! Holy fuck, this was some absolute bullshit cheating. What the actual fuck!
Don't get me wrong, everyone here was still very attractive. But now I didn't feel like I was always looking at them from their best side - while their hair had just been done and the lighting was hitting them just right.
Hell now that I'm looking, Lillian is still very attractive. She has that swagger about her, plus that six pack. But now I can see some spots on her skin, and I think her nose is a bit bigger than before.
Daisy was still tall and proud with long golden hair. I would get into the rest of her but I'm worried I would start drooling. But now, without the glamour, there's a certain fragility there. Less Greek statue and more porcelain vase.
Sophia went from an untouchable Saintess, to giving vibes of the neighbors teenage daughter. The one that used to baby-sit me when I was ten. So honestly she might have gotten even hotter. Also I need to talk to Gestalt about some babysitter dream memories.
Shiv is letting it all hang out. Her six long teats are just floating around in the water.
Ria is having a great time. While the bath is big enough to comfortably fit at least ten people, it's not really big enough to swim in. Yet even so, her motions are quick and fluid. She is easily able to zip around the bath, she's feeling a bit more confident, now she is in her element.
We all mess around for a bit, I start to feel a bit more confident, myself. I can look at people without them freaking out. Hell Lillian was trying her hardest to make me look at her boobs. Until Sophia swatted her away.
I noticed Daisy checking me out. Down her nose of course, which did make my ears a little red. But like yeah, that's right bitch, no magical Instagram filter for me. Drink it in.
We relaxed for a while, just enjoying each other's company, but it was time to wash up eventually, we had left the soaps back in the changing alcove. So I volunteered to go get them, mostly because Daisy's stares were getting me a little hot and bothered.
I head back to the alcove, looking for the basket of soaps. I spot them, top shelf. Wonderful, I just love being short. I reach for it, all the way up on my tippy toes. Then there's a sharp smacking sound, and I learnt something new about myself.
If enough force is applied, my ass does in fact, jiggle.
I let out a breathy little "Mmmffp!"
Because bad girls deserve good girl moans.
And also because I am possibly the most frustrated lesbian to have ever existed.
I don't need to justify myself!
I already know who it is. I turn around to see Daisy lording over me. I press my back against the wall. I may or may not be arching my back and pushing my chest out.
"Need a hand?" She asked.
She reaches over me towards the basket. But then she stops and puts her hand on the wall, just above my head.
Oh my God is she kabedoning me? She is kabedoning me! AHHHHHHHHH!
My face is flushed red.
"It's hard not to notice how close you and the nun have become." Daisy said, looking down at me with her piercing glaze.
"Y-yeah? There's this whole curse thing. I-I'm just h-helping." I stammer, holy shit she's so close. I gotta stress, neither of us have clothes on at this point. If she gets any closer I will be fined for illegal motorboating.
"So you are telling me," She said while hooking her free hand under my chin forcing my head up. "That I have nothing to worry about?"
I know I should have a response here, but my mind has gone blank. Holy shit she's so tall.
There's a cough from the entrance to the alcove. I turn my flushed face. Standing there is Sophia and she looks furious, and the bottom drops out of my stomach, I feel nothing but guilt.
She doesn't even speak. She just walks up in-between us and pulls me away.
All three of us returned to the bath, Daisy brought the basket of soaps, smirking.
Sophia is practically sitting on top of me now. In the bath. We are still both naked, I wonder if my vagina can get so inflamed that I die of heat-stroke?
The others can tell things have become uncomfortable. Mostly because I'm bright red and looking straight down, but also because Sophia is staring daggers laced with hatred at Daisy.
Daisy looks absolutely non-plussed about the whole thing.
It doesn't take us long for us all to wash up and leave.
***
Back in our room, Sophia is obviously fuming. I sit at my desk, because I don't know why she's so angry. I mean I do, or at least I hope I do.
She slammed a glass of water down next to me. "Drink. You're obviously thirsty." She said, before stomping off.
What the fuck is that meant to mean?
I haven't even done anything wrong! All I did was get spanked and kabedoned. I didn't do anything. Literally none of this is my fault. It's not like I'm cheating on her anyway. There's nothing happening between us!
I still feel guilty though.
I crack open my rune book for want of something better to do. Deliberately not looking at Sophia.
After a few minutes I felt a hand thread in-between my hair, grabbing hold of the back of my head. It pulled my neck back, not hard, gently but firmly. It brooked no disagreement.
With my head tilted back I see Sophia standing over me. The anger still written across her face, undeniable. But there's more there, jealousy maybe? Want?
Please let it be want.
"I said drink." She picked up the glass of water and held it to my lips. "Open."
I opened my mouth for her. And she poured in a little bit of water.
"Swallow."
I do, like a good girl. I'm squirming a little on the chair. The little bit of friction, doing things.
"Open."
"Swallow."
"Open."
"Swallow."
"Open."
"Swallow."
We repeat the motions until the glass is drained. My eyes never leave hers. I felt a pressure in my lower half that was unbearable. I cannot sit still. A trickle of water running down the nape of my neck.
Even though the glass is empty I open my mouth once more. You know, in case she wants to spit in it or something.
She let go of my hair, and said two words that undid me.
"Good."
"Girl."
And because bad girls deserve the moans of good girls. "Mmmfffuh..aha..ha.. ha.. ah" is what comes out of my mouth as I double over and hit the desk.
Fuck, I didn't even know that was possible.
Well I guess I was extremely frustrated.
When I gather enough brain power to be able to do things like breath, or see. I turn my head and look towards my angel.
Her face is radiant. A face of elation and wonder. But it shifts, after only a moment, to guilt and remorse.
She turns around and buries herself in the covers of our bed.
I just sigh internally. Well at least I know she's into me now.
I follow her and slide under the sheets. She is facing away. So I thread my arms around her and pull her into my embrace.
"I'm sorry." She said, "I was just so angry. I shouldn't have been, but when I saw you with Daisy. I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have hurt you."
Well jokes on you girl, I'm into that shit.
"It's okay. You didn't hurt me." Quite the opposite. "You were right, I was just thirsty. Thank you for helping me."
I hold her tight, she doesn't pull away.
Inside I am reveling.
She was jealous!
She likes me!
She obviously really likes me!
AHHHHHHHHH!
There's only the church, her guilt, Lord Balin, the ghosts, maybe Daisy and my own inability to voice my emotional needs - standing in-between us now!
Easy.
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