Reroll

I wake up to the smell of sulfur, feeling a bit warm.  I look around… all three of us… Ed and I in our male forms.  And naked… ugh.  Betty, though… she's a girl here too, now.  And she's naked.  Still asleep, though, and while I'm definitely enjoying the view of those long, pale legs and that fat behind holding her hairy clamshell, she's a friend.  She did explicitly give Ed and I blanket permission, though… other than the baby problem. Pity… I eventually turn away and cough (deliberately loudly).

And that's when I see there's three sets of the books and materials, so either we all died at the same time, or… were the two Guardians really worth that much? Huh.  I suppose we didn't exactly discuss which experience track we were on…which means there's no telling, really.  Regardless… I hear Betty and Ed getting up in response to my cough as I get started on my sheet, my rod at FULL attention.  Which is really distracting.

“Hey, Kenneth, you want some help with that?” a feminine voice purrs at me.

I look, and see Betty sashaying as she closes the few feet between us, not only not hiding her skin but actively supporting her chest with one arm to make it pop more while she licks her fat lips and… ah, she's fingering herself.

“Ah, that's…” I start stammering, “does this not bother you?” I wave my hand at her body, “you used to show up as yourself here….”

She smiles, “I've been getting quite comfortable with the new bodies we've had; this… doesn't bother me at all. I kind of like it,” she puts her hand on my rod, and gives it a light stroke, “and so does this guy…” she switches to whispering in my ear, “and you still haven't answered my question…” she keeps slowly rubbing me down there, while she uses her other hand to lift mine to her womanhood, which I can feel is already slick and wet.

“Yes…” I whisper back…and she pushes me back and wraps her lips around my shaft, bobbing her head up and down while she rubs my sack with the fingers of one hand, using her other to cover whatever portion of my length her mouth doesn't… which varies by a good six inches.

She's apparently had a lot of practice… I don't last long, grabbing her raven hair and forcing her all the way down on my length after just a half dozen or so bobs, shooting my seed directly down her throat.

I release her, and she stands up, which puts her chest right at my eye level… decent handfuls, not nearly as big as we seem to keep getting in the real world, but they're RIGHT THERE.

“Tasty… thank you for the treat,” Betty smiles at me, licking up every last drop, “such a pity that…” she pauses, “You're not going soft.”

That confuses me, “Why would I?” I'm not giving it much thought as I reach over and grab her chest, bringing her nipple to my mouth, and begin sucking on her.  Ooh, she does have milk….

“Ah… that's not normal, Kenneth,” Ed pipes up, “There's a reason guys always fall right asleep after in most shows, and why the pop shot ends the scene in adult entertainment.”

I switch to having my hands explore Betty’s plumbing as I let my mouth off of her chest long enough to answer, “and in real life: Bullets don't spark on concrete, explosions don't help you jump, and glass is pretty solid,” one of which I recently found out the hard way, “you can't trust what you see in shows. Sure, I'm a little fatigued and very relaxed after some ‘quality time’ with a woman, but I can keep going for ages.”

“Setting aside just how rare that is…” Betty licks her lips, “If you're up for another round….”

I answer by sucking on her chest again. Hmm… milk….

She pulls away, and sits down on my lap, using her hands to guide my spit-soaked rod into her rear entrance with a schlorp sound. I'm very briefly annoyed that I can't see her hooters anymore… until I realize she's put me in a fine position to grab them with both hands… oh yes, and her rear is tight.

“Come here…” Betty saucily commands Ed, “You don't need to be left out….”

He approaches, and Betty leans forward, taking Ed's six inch manhood into her mouth and sucking on it like a lollipop… I lean forward a bit to keep my hands on her chest, squeezing and kneading those milky orbs, occasionally squeezing a nipple, spraying Ed. He doesn't seem to mind, or even notice, lost in Betty's ministrations… I can't blame him, she's good.

I switch my attention to Betty, rocking my hips to piston in and out of her soft tushie, bringing my right hand down to explore her folds, which are warm, wet, welcoming, and squeeze my fingers.  

“Ooh, yes… just like that…” Ed encourages Betty as Betty in turn moans around Ed's meaty rod.

After a bit of heaven - it's not like we have clocks here - Betty screams out around the meat in her mouth and shudders around me… which sets me off again, and I add some lubricant into her backside.  I watch as Ed grabs Betty's hair, forces himself all the way down her throat (which cuts off her scream), and grunts, thrusting hard a few times while Betty swallows.

Ed sits back, panting, while Betty rolls off me onto the floor, my rod still at attention.

Betty pants a few times, looks at my tower, and speaks, a disbelieving look on her face as she reaches behind herself, scrapes out some of the liquid I left behind in her, and tastes it to confirm that, yes, I left spunk in her, “Seriously? You're still… Seriously?”

I shrug, “I've always been this way. The… ‘need’ is gone so I can stop if you like….”

She interrupts by grabbing my tool, “Don't even think about it!” as she starts rubbing me off to completion, “come on… give it to me, you Rod of Wonder…” yeah, she's a tabletop gaming girl….

She keeps talking dirty as she rubs my length with her hands (making references to a Rod of Lordly Might, Rod of the Serpent, an Immovable Rod, and a few other items from the game), until I go off again, which she gleefully takes on her face while Ed just sits back and watch.

And I stay hard.

As Betty licks her lips and starts to crawl towards my crotch for another round, Ed interrupts, “We DO need to update our sheets….”

“But… but…” Betty objects, “I have the Holy Grail, right here!”

I close my eyes and picture smelly, stinky, week old garbage while I consciously relax the muscle that restricts blood flow out of that organ, “Right… we should get back to the real world, as fun as this is.”

“Oh poo…” Betty's voice, “Can't we go just one more round?”

“Work to do,” I open my eyes and get to it.

I go through my sheet, make sure everything is in order, look around… ah, I'm alone again.  Last one done, I guess.  No matter.  I sign, and… oh, I'm laying down with my eyes closed.  Right, I was sleeping. I open my eyes and sit up… it's still night, but that sulfur smell is gone, as is the red glow from outside.  I check my phone… midnight. Interesting.

Ed and Betty seem to be getting up as well; I shrug and check my backpack… yep, there's the new stuff.  I gear up, and fill my spell points with the new trick (I have the spell engines set up as two rings)… and I then use Consume Spells to refill my Arcane Reservoir, and refill on spell points again.  I won't be able to do that with Shadow Points… but I don't get the good uses for those leve six anyway when Create Reality comes online… that'll be sweet.  Until then, I'm ready to face the day, so I get up while Betty and Ed sleep.  May as well keep watch….