101: Full of Wonder (18+)

Charlotte recoiled. “What?”

“Both of you are joining in,” Eris said firmly, turning away from Jaxie’s embrace towards the last two women that had yet to be undressed. “Desire’s Reap scales with the number of participants, and if I’m gonna be getting that scaling six times because of my Wonders, then having more people means even more points. Strip.”

Bailey put on a wounded expression. “Oooooh, sorry Cutiepie, but we can’t.”

“Why not?” Eris asked. Bailey chuckled.

“Look, I know you want to get into my pants again, but this little session right now is only supposed to be between the six of you, with nobody else involved. Charlotte isn’t even supposed to watch. She’s gonna be in her room and going to bed, just like me and all the other tutors.”

Eris felt something twinge inside her chest. When she spoke, she was surprised at how sad she sounded. “But why?”

Bailey’s face morphed into an expression almost like motherly comfort while she stood from the bed. A few steps was all it took before she was standing in front of Eris, just beside the topless Jaxie casually lowering her pants, and the blonde took Eris’s hands.

“Look, the Syndicate wants to try and analyze how you gather points, to figure out the most efficient methods. Right now, it’s just gonna be you and your Wonders only, kinda to make a baseline for comparison, right? Afterwards, then they’ll see how other people getting thrown into the mix affects the numbers, or even having each of you in separate, simultaneous orgies. But in order to figure out what works best, they need a baseline, and we’ve gotta figure that out. So, no princess pussy for you tonight, sweetcheeks.”

Bailey gave a playful peck to the disappointed Artificer’s nose. Jaxie chuckled. “Damn, that’s really a shame. I was hoping to see a recreation of how you were ‘guaranteed to get pregnant’ without the potion.”

The blonde laughed. “Let’s just say that I put a sponge in that potion bag, and you’re definitely gonna want it.”

With that, she let go of Eris’s hands, turned, and sauntered towards the door to the room. On the way, she flashed a smile at a red-faced Charlotte, visibly looking the armoured woman up and down.

“No watching this time, Carmy. We’ll just have to go into your room and fuck on the other side of the door to see who’s louder. Us or them.”

Charlotte tried to speak, but no words came out. Eventually, her jaw just clamped back shut and Bailey laughed. “Come on- you’ve been watching Eris fuck all day and haven’t gotten your rocks off once. I feel like if I don’t take you in the other room, your head’s gonna explode from being too horny. Plus, I’ve got a magical dildo that’ll let me feel everything I do to you that I haven’t been able to try out yet and I really want to.”

Eris’s eyes went wide, and Jaxie did a visible double-take. “Wait, they gave you my dildo?”

Bailey glanced back and flashed a wide smile. “Consider it payment for giving your girlfriend a dick the size of her arm. Toodles!”

“Wait-uugh!” Charlotte was cut off as Bailey grabbed the Knight’s hand and pulled the woman out of the room. The door closed in a less-than-gentle fashion, leaving the six eighteen-year-olds in silence.

Well, not complete silence. Nima was catching on the breath in her throat while hips twitched, grinding her clean-shaven pussy against the flat of her palm. With a dark-skinned rainbow girl actively climaxing, Alex staring with wide eyes down at a pussy that just finished forming between her own legs, and Meghan doing the same with her own new appendage, Eris tried to push aside the tragic disappointment that Bailey- and more importantly Charlotte- wouldn’t be joining the events tonight.

She’d fucked Bailey plenty of times, but the bodyguard was new territory. That being said, there were also three others in the room that were unexplored ground. It was a little weird that her first time with Meghan and Nima wouldn’t even be with their proper equipment, but since Eris now had both between her legs it wasn’t exactly like she was missing out on anything. Plus, if nothing else, they certainly seemed… intrigued.

“Woah, that is so fucking weird!” Meghan laughed, adjusting to sit cross-legged on the bed and locking an unblinking gaze onto her new dick.

Unlike Eris, the other redhead’s new organ was much more manageable. In fact, Eris could wager a guess that Meghan’s new equipment was of perfectly average size. By no means small on its own, and actually seemed a little bit larger considering the fact that Meghan was likely an inch shorter even than Eris herself so the member seemed larger on her smaller frame.

That being said, even ‘average’ seemed to be well under the bar that the rest of the Wonders were setting. Alex had the thick, girthy slab of meat- well, she did before changing things around-, and Jaxie had the long rod to reach the farthest depths. Eris, of course, had both of those girls beat in their own records at the same time with the monstrosity between her thighs. Claire seemed to hover about halfway between ‘average’ and Alex’s member, being a tad longer and noticeably thicker than the standard, run-of-the-mill dick. And though it was now replaced with the opposite side of things and Eris didn’t get a proper look before it was gone, it seemed like Nima served as the halfway point between ‘average’ and Jaxie. Slender, but boasting a length that might have even beaten out Alex’s eight inches- if only just.

And then there was Meghan.

“Okay, I see how it is. Everyone else gets a huge schlong but me.”

She reached down with one hand, gently wrapping fingers around the pale shaft while actually flinching at the contact. “Fuck me, that’s weird.”

Eris watched as the three girls on the bed continued exploring their new bits with their hands. Alex in particular had a pretty, clean-shaven little slit that looked downright delicious. The faint, pale pink tattoo traced about an inch and a half above Alex’s new clit was a little distracting, though.

The mark of Eris’s Wonders. It had been present earlier during the trio’s testing of Desire’s Reap, and when it had been explained to Eris last night before the three girls slept together nude, but it had actually been relatively easy to ignore. After all, while the ink-like pink design of antlers didn’t give off any light itself, it glimmered like sunlight shining on- well… ink. Noticeable, but ultimately not consequential.

Especially since earlier, Eris just wanted to watch Alex fuck Jaxie- not look at weird tattoos. It was a low priority at the time. Now, though, it was harder to not notice them. Probably because there were five of them now, all placed an inch, maybe two above each nude girl’s genitals and serving as a gleaming example of what they were to Eris.

Just like Pravala.

That woman had a brand-like mark wrapped around the wrist as if it were a shackle.

Eris had an elegant symbol almost like a wax seal, marking each of them like her property. That way, anyone who wanted to make love to any of her Wonders would see the antlers and know who they belonged to-

Alex suddenly gasped and flinched, yanking her hand away like the clit she touched had been fire. Eris shook her thoughts clear and coughed.

“Uh, yeah- it’s gonna be sensitive. Like, really sensitive. You’ve never experienced this before, so your body has no tolerance for these feelings. It’s gonna be overwhelming so- what are you doing?”

“Hold on, I’ve gotta try something!” Meghan laughed, rolling off the bed and standing just beside it. Her eyes never left the new bits hanging between her thighs; even when she took a wide stance and placed her hands on her hips.

Then, the redhead started bucking her pelvis, rotating it in a circle and making her erect meat swing around with the movement alongside the new testicles hanging beneath. Jaxie laughed loudly.

“You’ve had a dick for literally five seconds.”

“Oh, come on! Don’t pretend like you haven't done this either!”

The two simultaneous responses that came back were varying. Eris, of course, said ‘no’. Jaxie did not. That prompted both girls to glance at each other with wide eyes and a little bit of a giggle, until Meghan’s twirling of her dick ceased and her hips stilled.

“Though, if Eris tries swinging that thing around she might knock herself out with it. Smack her right upside the- oh shit, can you suck your own dick?”

Meghan’s mid-sentence shift made Eris blink, then glance downwards. Jaxie responded with a laugh of her own, then helpfully lifted the heavy slab and tilted it vertically to press up against Eris’s stomach. It reached a long way, with the glistening head nestling right between Eris’s breasts.

“I mean,” Jaxie began, tilting down to examine the sight, “I don’t think she’d be able to reach much more than the head and it’d make her neck sore after a while, but she could absolutely give herself some action.”

Eris throbbed at that. Staring down at her massive dick while that happened, Eris felt her throat go a little dry. A big, throbbing, powerful dick pointed right at her face and begging to be sucked. She could do it. She absolutely could. She could just crane her neck down a little bit and drag her tongue all around the crown. Tasting herself. Feeling what it was like in her own mouth, and slurping what she could. Both hands would wrap around the shaft and stroke insistently- working to milk out that glorious finish that would dump right onto Eris’s own tongue. She could swallow it down, fresh right from the source, and-

Eris’s wandering thoughts were cut off by a grunted squeal from the rainbow-haired girl, who was hunched almost completely over with one hand underneath her front and the other gripping tight onto the bedsheets. Clearly, Nima was finger-fucking herself something fierce- not that Eris could blame the girl. If Bailey hadn’t been the one who insisted on maintaining control during their entire coupling earlier, Eris doubted that she would have done much more than rut like an animal into the blonde.

Regardless, Nima’s second climax in approximately thirty seconds prompted Meghan to laugh. “Okay, someone better get her distracted on something else or she’s gonna rip a new hole in her new hole.”

Eris licked her lips and let go of Jaxie’s hand to walk towards the bed.

“We don’t stop until twenty thousand.”

Claire couldn’t believe this was happening. Well, she could, but it was just wild.

The random group she formed a party with for their first delve into the Obelisk turned out to be spearheaded by two- err… one-and-a-half girlfriends of an Artificer of sex. Then, even though they only had one single journey together into the Obelisk that was cut short, apparently Eris decided that was enough to mark all of them with a crazy buff that made them level crazy fast.

Crazy.

What Claire couldn’t get over was why she was involved. Or Nima. Or Meg.

Eris wanted to make Jaxie and Alex stronger- that much was understandable. But the three others? They were nothing more than the people that Jaxie and Alex happened to party with first. Every logical solution would be to put Jaxie and Alex with three other, high-powered and specifically-chosen individuals and have that team be the Wonders. That way, Eris gets to keep those two safe like she wanted, the Syndicate gets to have some of their strongest combatants made even more powerful by becoming Eris’s Wonders, and those three extra Wonder slots could potentially even be ones that Eris changed around like the Syndicate originally suggested- either for warriors gaining level progression or sluts having orgies to get Desire.

And yet Eris, for some reason, decided that the three extra party members that she’d only met twice needed to be permanent fixtures in Jaxie and Alex’s party. Okay, a lot of pressure, but still fine… ish. The overwhelming training, biological lectures on the Hollow, battle strategy and exact skill measurements had made today exhausting. It was fine being a soldier and training for that, but suddenly being chosen by someone else to be part of the most important strike force in the history of the Syndicate without ever volunteering for that weight?

Part of Claire loved it. All those stories- some true and some fictional-, she felt like she could be one of the heroes. The mighty mage that zaps away the evil in the world, saves the day, and then gets showered with confetti in the parade for her while she shares a kiss with the damsel she saved, after which they’d live happily ever after. Triumphant, uplifting, corny, sappy, cheesy, and absolutely identical in every story that Claire had ever read, but she loved it. Having the chance to be that hero made her heart swell with excitement.

However, when it also made that swollen heart climb up into her throat for shelter, Claire practically couldn’t breathe. The hero never had a safe journey. There were always twists and turns, with danger around every bend, and every single one of them was always pushed until they were at their absolute lowest. They’d still save the day in the end, but Claire was frankly terrified at the idea of figuring out what her ‘lowest point’ was.

Though, none of the stories she read ever had the hero taking part in an orgy with all of their companions. Well, there might have been one or two saucier novels, but they always left it implied at the end of a chapter with the next page starting the next morning.

But here Claire was, trying to ignore the fact that she was licking up the side of Jaxie’s cock by thinking about literary tropes and pretending like she hadn’t been plucked from the middle of the crowd by Eris and thrust into a job she never signed up for.

Though, it was harder to be upset about being forced into this position when Claire would have absolutely volunteered. Sure, the sex stuff was a little weird, but being able to say that she was part of the party that helped to save the world? There was no passing that up.

Even if a sixty-nine with a well-hung Berserker had most definitely not been on her ‘To-Do’ list.

Jaxie’s muscular, sexy body beside Claire served like a screen blocking the blonde’s view from the rest of what was happening on the massive bed. Since Claire wasn’t actually that much shorter than the brunette, it meant that when Jaxie bent one of Claire’s legs upwards to create enough room for the Berkerer to start slurping, Jaxie’s own cock was put into the forefront of Claire’s vision.

The blonde was definitely more attracted to the opposite kind of genitalia in a sexual sense. If given the choice between having sex with a female and a futa, she’d pick the female nine times out of ten. Having the key did usually mean that locks were more preferable, instead of another key. It just fits better anatomically.

That being said, Jaxie really did have a beautiful dick.

It was so long and muscular, almost like Jaxie herself. A perfect representation of her powerful body pulsing between her thighs and dripping out beads of precum that soaked into Claire’s tongue when she wrapped her lips over the head. It also really helped that the Berserker was doing much the same to Claire. It was a lot easier to suck a dick when her own was also getting that blessed attention.

Soft lips and an eager tongue washed all over Claire’s cock, reaching down until Jaxie’s throat denied further entry. However, Jaxie continued to push- going farther than what Claire assumed an untrained throat should be able to accomplish. Not to say that Jaxie was a deepthroating professional, but a visible lack of experience didn’t necessarily mean all that much when the Berserker’s natural Tenacity was enough to effectively eliminate her gag reflex.

Claire not only had no Tenacity bonus, but also had to try and please the larger of their two cocks. Still, she tried.

Jaxie just kept bobbing her head back and forth- rubbing her ears on the insides of Claire’s thighs while hands played and squeezed the blonde’s butt. The girl was definitely enthusiastic, Claire had to give Jaxie that much. It didn’t seem to matter that Claire was doing a worse job in the oral department than Jaxie- the Berserker was making all kinds of little encouraging noises anyway and massaging Claire’s ass so firmly she was worried it was at risk of falling off.

Claire opted for the slower, gentler route. She let inch after inch of pale Berserker cockmeat slide into her mouth and over her tongue, making sure to apply even suction the entire way. She may not have been able to brute force it like Jaxie, but Claire also had an advantage. Claire had lived with a cock her whole life. She knew what felt best for her, and from what she understood, anyone else with that organ appeared to feel pretty similar in that regard.

So, one hand was wrapped firmly around the base of Jaxie’s member, keeping a secure grip while gently rotating her wrist around the shaft to add a screw-like friction. The other hand swapped back and forth between gliding along the slick of Claire’s saliva to spread it further along the skin of Jaxie’s cock while simultaneously jerking the girl off, and reaching a little further to probe and massage the Berserker’s balls. They rolled loosely in the sack and were oddly fun to play with. Like an incredibly lewd fidget toy, if Claire was being honest. Between jerking and fondling, she kept herself busy while she gently sucked the dick of a person she barely knew and couldn’t even really classify as a ‘friend’; just a party member that she had one single half-run of the Obelisk with, who then spent a month brooding because her girlfriend went missing.

Claire stiffened. Jaxie’s girlfriend. Eris. Though she was too preoccupied with her current situation to see anyone else, Claire could hear what was happening. She could hear Meg and Alex losing their opposite-genital-virginities to each other, and the noises of their hyper-sensitivity made groans and moans of climax roll across the bed. She could also hear Nima groan, gasp and sputter in pleasure as Eris ate the rainbow-haired girl out. Clearly, multiple weeks with the infamous Bailey had taught Eris well, because Claire hadn’t known that the awkwardly silent Nima was even capable of making some of these noises.

However, Claire didn’t focus on the sounds of the other two partner-ups. She was willing to assume that while they split into three groups of two right at the start, things would probably shift to be a bit more mutual after everyone was- err… warmed up. That was exciting, but also more than a little terrifying. Jaxie’s cock was massive and gorgeous, but Eris’s was more intimidating than the Obelisk itself. Monstrous. Truly monstrous. So, she’d just stick with Jaxie right now- even if she couldn’t even really handle that much.

She wasn’t sure how close Jaxie was, but surely it couldn’t be near. Claire wasn’t that good at this. Jaxie was bobbing away, lathering tight warmth and slick wetness all along Claire’s length in a delightful sensation of pretty damned good oral. Not that Claire had a lot of experience in that regard of what head was considered ‘good’ or ‘bad’, but it felt very nice and that was all she cared about. It felt nice, but would still take a while for Jaxie to push Claire over the edge. If it would take that long for Jaxie to do that to Claire, then it would take even longer for the less-talented Evoker to do the same for-

Meat throbbed and pulsed in Claire’s mouth while Jaxie groaned- sending vibrative shivers through Claire’s cock. Meanwhile, a sensation that Claire only experienced once before at the orgy just a few days ago happened. This time, instead of a random stranger filling her mouth with cum after Claire’s first experience sucking a dick, it was Jaxie’s thick cream.

Claire’s eyes went wide at the sudden, unexpected presence of fluid blasting over her tongue, letting out a noise of surprise. Part of that was also because Jaxie gripped both of Claire’s buttcheeks hard enough that it would definitely leave red marks. The borderline pain still wasn’t enough to stop Claire from doing the only thing she could think of at that moment.

Both hands continued to work at the revealed parts of Jaxie’s throbbing, bucking shaft, milking out rope after rope of bitter, salty, syrupy fluid that Claire contemplated what to do with. Claire couldn’t spit it out like she did with that random girl at the orgy, because Claire’s partner had looked oddly upset afterwards and Claire didn’t want to replicate that with Jaxie. Though, thinking back to her very first time, with Meg on that night before the orgy, it had been unbelievably hot to see Meg looking back up at her with those green eyes and holding eye contact while gulping down Claire’s seed. Claire couldn’t exactly make eye contact with anything but Jaxie’s muscular thighs at that moment, but she could at least swallow down the-nngfh?!

Claire’s eyes went even wider and she nearly choked on her next gulp.

Oh dear.

There was now a finger in her ass.