The Island of Wonder

As time passed, the atmosphere at the party shifted as well. Both Queens left after a few hours, and most of the guests had enough time to discuss politics or business. Bottles of Eyekiss were emptied, and the nature of the natives became more and more apparent.

The same people who had been arguing just half an hour earlier were now at least making out in the middle of the room. Men and women gradually peeled off their clothes, expensive dresses discarded and forgotten on the floor. Amidst all that, Nicole, Annie, and Iloe were the only ones still casually sitting at one of the tables.

"Are you sure you don't want to go home yet?" Nicole asked while sipping a soda, something she still had a hard time believing she had managed to make in this world.

"Of course!" Annie watched the rest of the room with interest. "I'm curious about how much their sex differs from ours! I wish I had my glasses, though."

Nicole shrugged. "Dunno, I wouldn't say it's any different. Though you may be more interested in a story about a slime accident." She chuckled. "That's something unforgettable... And I'm still not sure if I mean that in a good or bad way."

Annie slowly turned her head toward her friend. "You did what?" Her voice was completely flat.

Nicole checked her wristwatch.

I still need to wait a bit before it's time to go meet Lortia. I suppose it won't hurt to tell her.

Nicole couldn't look Annie in the eyes.

"Well, uh... I was in the forest, and you know..."

As Nicole explained what happened and why, Annie listened closely. Surprisingly, Iloe seemed absorbed too, even though she had already heard the story before. When Nicole got to the spicy part, she could see Annie's eyes lighting up to the point where she wasn't sure they hadn't actually started glowing. The girl's face was red and her breathing uneven.

"And then it finally died. By the way, after the slime dried out in the sun, it turned into this strange rubbery, leathery material. Guess what my boots and our coats are made of?"

Annie blinked rapidly several times, processing the question, before suddenly standing up so quickly that her chair screeched against the floor.

"You did what?!"

"You're starting to repeat yourself, girl." Nicole smirked. "Come on, it's just a dead animal, and I couldn't just ignore the materials."

"But... but..." Annie sat down, holding her head in her hands. "That's so cruel... Poor, innocent slime... Got drugged and then killed..."

"Hey, hey! It appeared out of nowhere and was moving toward me and my house! That's not innocent at all!"

Iloe cut in.

"If I remember correctly, Soi said it came because you took all the big rocks around and made your shelter. So..."

"Oh, come on! You too?" Nicole rolled her eyes, making Iloe giggle. "Why would you care about the slime anyway?" she asked, though she already knew the answer.

Maybe, after all, that wasn't the best idea to tell her about the slime.

Annie glanced to the side, blushing again.

"You know why. Do I have to say it out loud?" She turned to Iloe. "Are slimes rare around these parts?"

The catgirl needed a moment to think.

"Hm, I don't think so. If you look under big enough boulders, I think you can find plenty. Though one that big is actually rare. But what's going on?"

Annie couldn't answer the question, her mind filled with the idea of slimy tentacles.

Nicole sighed.

"She just... kind of has a thing for that sort of stuff. Or, well, thinks she does. You remember how I mentioned that on Earth catgirls aren't real, but lots of people like them? Slimes, at least like the ones here, aren't real either."

"Oh, I get it!" Iloe smiled. "Annie wants to fuck a slime!" she exclaimed enthusiastically.

Those words would probably have turned heads if the people around them weren't occupied with an ongoing orgy.

Iloe's declaration made Annie turn away and hide her blush even more.

"Don't say it! Please!"

Alright, about time.

Nicole stood up.

"Hey, can you two get safely back to the inn? I have a Queen to please."

"Mhm!" Annie nodded.

Iloe stood up as well, all the fun and enthusiasm sucked out of her in an instant.

"Yes, don't worry."

She guided Annie's wheelchair out of the room, navigating through the mass of bodies.

Nicole finished her drink, then stood up and stretched.

"Second guest room in the right wing." she repeated Lortia's instructions and left the room.

She quickly reached the floor with the guest rooms and approached the second door before stopping. She swallowed one Zyrell berry she had picked up back at the party.

Just for a bit of courage.

Almost immediately, she felt the expected warmth spread through her body, and if she had been wearing panties under her dress, they would already have been soaked. Feeling ready, she knocked twice and opened the door, glancing inside.

Lortia was sitting on a chair by a small table, one of her many knives in one hand and a piece of cloth in the other. At the movement, the wolfgirl's ears perked up, but her gaze remained focused on the blade.

"Come in, come in. I was just done taking care of my boys." she purred.

Stepping inside and closing the door behind her, Nicole moved closer. Lortia was wearing a simple red shirt. The Narakai Queen stood up, gently placing her weapon on the table. Nicole noticed that the woman was wearing black panties, and she could swear they were one of the pairs she had made for Queen Varoria.

"She has plenty by now, and I wanted to test how they feel." Lortia smirked, unashamed.

How close are they if she can just do that?

"A-And how do you like them, Your Majesty?" Nicole stuttered at first, still not entirely comfortable being so close to a royal figure.

Lortia's fingers sensually slid across the soft fabric, her index finger lightly brushing between her lips.

"Oh, they're pretty nice, I have to admit. But let's drop that. After all, we're not here to talk, right? By the way, leave the 'Your Majesty' part out tonight, alright?"

Nicole nodded.

"Sure. If you want, it'll be easier without it."

"Good girl." Lortia's eyes never left Nicole's. "Come here."

The Narakai woman grabbed Nicole's hand and pulled her toward the bed. She sat down, her bushy blond tail slowly swaying across the sheets.

"Get your pretty dress off for me."

Standing about a meter away, Nicole did as she was told. The light-orange dress slowly slid down her curves and pooled on the floor. Lortia's eyes wandered over her body, lingering especially on the skeleton tattoo across her chest.

"Is it normal for humans? To have drawings on their bodies?" she suddenly asked.

"Well, kind of. You know how it is—there are a lot of people and just as many opinions. But it's fairly common." Nicole glanced down at herself.

"Alright, good. And is it hard to do?"

"With the resources I have here? Hm..." Tattoos aren't a modern invention, right? It's more surprising they don't have them here. "I'd need to consult my friend about that."

Lortia shifted on the bed, uncrossing her legs and standing up. She approached Nicole, resting a hand on her ribs. It slid upward to cup her breast, gentle yet confident, with the authority of someone who wasn't used to asking permission. The close contact once again reminded Nicole how tall the other woman was.

Lortia's other hand traced along Nicole's jaw to her chin, and a thumb brushed over her lower lip.

"Just so you know, if you were from this island and didn't have so much attention on you already, I would've ordered my people to steal you for my personal harem."

"I'm not sure whether I should be terrified or flattered." Nicole swallowed hard.

Lortia smiled.

"Who said you can only pick one?" She turned on her heel, now standing next to Nicole. "Lie down on the bed, puppy."

A playful yet stinging smack on her ass got Nicole moving forward a few steps. She climbed onto the velvet red sheets and lay down on her back, her head toward the woman.

Seeing Nicole comply with her orders, Lortia's smile widened and her tail became more active. The Narakai Queen followed Nicole and, once the girl was settled, straddled her, sitting on Nicole's waist and leaning slightly forward.

Nicole whimpered quietly as Lortia's movements created friction between her crotch and the woman's panties. At the same time, Lortia's palms settled on her chest, holding her nipples pinched between long fingernails.

Fuck~

The next second, Lortia's face was right in front of hers, their eyes locked on each other. Then the Queen suddenly leaned in and their lips collided. Her tongue slipped past them into Nicole's warm mouth. After only a few moments of bliss, the wolfgirl pulled back. A few strands of saliva still connected them before Lortia wiped them away with the back of her hand and sat upright again.

Nicole wanted to do the same, but as she moved her arm, she heard a metallic rattle around her wrist.

"What the—?"

She turned her head and noticed that both of her wrists were chained to the corners of the bed.

Lortia grinned.

"Relax, pup. You won't need them tonight. Let me take care of you."

"Okay, now I'm leaning more toward being terrified." Despite her words, Nicole couldn't keep her eyes off Lortia or deny her own arousal. "What's the plan, then? Going to sit on top of me until morning?"

"That didn't sound like you were actually scared, you know?" Lortia brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face. "Looks like Jerar was right. You can take more than it seems."

The woman's fingers found the two stiff nipples at the peak of Nicole's chest. At first, her thumbs teased them before suddenly pinching and rolling them between her fingers.

"Ha—"

Nicole lost her breath for a moment.

"Ah, shit..."

The reaction seemed to satisfy Lortia.

"Good girl."

The wolf woman shifted slightly off Nicole's hips, placing the front of her thigh between the girl's legs. She pushed gently, making sure Nicole's slick folds pressed against her skin. Without releasing her grip on Nicole's breasts, Lortia leaned over her again, their faces only centimeters apart.

"You know what you have to do, right? Don't hold back. We girls may not have cocks, but all you need is a little creativity."

All Nicole could manage in response was a quiet moan.

"Mhh, fuck~"

Doing exactly what the woman wanted, Nicole began moving her hips up and down against the thigh.

"T-that's actually not that b-bad."

That was all she could say at the moment.

Lortia's brows rose in surprise.

"Oh? Still talkative? Fine. I wanted to save this for later, but eh." She shrugged.

What—what is she going to do now?

Then Nicole felt it. Something soft tickled her clit, and it took a few seconds for her lust-filled mind to understand.

"Yeah, I bet you're not used to tail play, hm, pup?" Lortia grinned widely.

The tip of her long tail now constantly brushed and teased Nicole's sex, the fur against her sensitive flesh driving the girl insane. Combined with the relentless attention to her breasts, Nicole felt herself losing control.

"Hah, hah—uh, fuck—"

Driven by passion, Nicole bit her lip, droplets of blood forming and beginning to drip down her chin, already wet with saliva. She moved her hips fervently, chasing the approaching orgasm.

Lortia's eyes were wide, her lips stretched into a toothy grin, her face almost pressed against Nicole's.

"That's right, pup! Show me how much of a bitch in heat you are!"

The woman's tongue darted out, catching a trail of blood before it could fall onto Nicole's chest.

"Ahhmmmhhh~!"

Nicole couldn't hold back any longer. The sensations were too overwhelming.

"Yes, yes!"

She cried out in ecstasy, feeling the tension inside her finally break.

"HAAAAH!"

She came hard, her juices making Lortia's thigh and knee even wetter as she continued grinding against the other woman. She could feel the sheets beneath them growing damp.

Feeling Nicole's climax against her skin made Lortia squeeze Nicole's chest hard in delight.

"Yes, pup! That's it! Give it to me!"

Her lips crashed onto Nicole's in a hungry, passionate kiss.

The woman only moved away once Nicole lay motionless beneath her, panting after the release. Lortia sat upright again, looking down at Nicole through half-lidded eyes.

"Alright, pup. Have a minute to breathe."

Lortia climbed off the bed and left Nicole lying there. She approached the table where she had left the knife and picked up a bottle of oil with a smile.

"The body should be taken care of. It's a weapon too, after all."

Nicole turned her head to watch as Lortia spread the oil across her tanned skin, making it glisten in the light. The woman wasn't in a hurry, caressing herself and making sure every inch was covered.

"You look great," Nicole commented.

Finished, Lortia smirked and approached again.

"I prefer sweat from a good fight, but even I don't get everything I want every time."

The Queen climbed back onto the bed.

Nicole felt a few fingers teasing her entrance while the other hand wandered down to fondle her ass. At the same time, a thumb pressed against her backdoor.

"Ready for round two? I know you are, pup."

"Mhf~ No mercy at all, huh?" Nicole said as a small moan escaped her.

"Mercy?" Lortia scoffed. "My opponents either die or prove themselves worthy enough to keep alive—for a couple of reasons. Whether on the battlefield or in bed, you either dominate or submit. That's it."

As Lortia continued teasing both of Nicole's holes, the girl found herself in an awkward and unstable position on the bed.

Suddenly, Nicole kicked the woman in the middle of her chest, earning herself a second to sit up. She immediately pounced on the collapsing woman and ended up sitting on top of her instead, her arms transformed into bone form to give her enough strength to keep Lortia pinned.

"WHAT!?" Lortia roared. "What happened to the chains?!"

Nicole grinned.

"Hm... Truly, I wonder. Have you forgotten about my ability? You never actually saw me use it, right? You only heard about it from others. You didn't keep it in mind."

She leaned forward slightly.

"I can't be bound. Sooner or later, I'll absorb anything."

"Tsk." Lortia frowned. "So what now, pup?"

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