TDM 008: A WALK IN THE THEME PARK

[erkumods]

TDM 008: A WALK IN THE THEME PARK

00. Arrival This time, you come out of the water, the Nameless Island's own inherent energy drawing people in. It's like being suspended between realities and abruptly pushed from behind through a rift in dimensions. It may make you sick, or that might be the motion of the ocean, lifting you to the surface and carrying you to shore. Waterlogged and covered in sand, new arrivals will be greeted by robots who welcome them with towels and bracelet devices. The A5 card is already loaded up. Feel free to explore the Island, though there isn’t much to see. Most of the buildings are abandoned and in dire need of repair, and beyond the city lingers a thick fog that obscures much of the wilderness from view. Wander too far into this fog, and you will find yourself mysteriously looping back to where you began, your memories of what you were doing and how you got there erased. With that in mind, it may be wise to stake your claim on a rundown apartment, a tent on the beach, or a bed in the “comfortable” new barracks. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● I. SIX FLAGELLANTS Welcome, one and all, to a thrilling new location! Robots have worked tirelessly to build, from the ground up, what can only be recognizable as an amusement park. You are just in time for the grand opening of Six Flagellants: Great Advagtures! The Ferris Wheel routinely stops when lovebirds reach the top, waiting for a kiss - or something more daring! - before it starts up again. Robots warn of the scary Haunted House: a dark building with wall-to-wall creeps, and hot and cold running chills. Flickering ghosts roam the halls, and you may find an eerily realistic Headless Horseman -- who bids you, "Come closer. Give me head," while pointing to yours. Hey, get your mind out of the... Nevermind. The Carousel is a two-story affair. Nude figures with familiar faces lounge about, waiting to be ridden, and closer inspection proves that they have the faces of your fellow islanders. Hop on your favorite person and take them for a spin! There are even Bumper Cars, which have the interesting effect of making one feel more aroused with every bump and impact. (It's randomized each time, so don't try to guess based on car color!) What should be a similar ride, the Teacups, has the robots' madness written all over it instead. They have misunderstood the gentle spin-cycles for dangerous, dizzying loop-the-loops across a wide track. Some would swear that the ride has a supernatural invocation for fear. Others are simply man enough to admit they're afraid. Lastly, the Tunnel of Love is not what you expect. Although flavored lube and guides to cunnilingus are on each fleshy-log-shaped boat, the motion of the ocean is quite soothing, and there's a pleasant floral scent in the air that causes a light intoxication. Don't forget to try the food! Similar to the Street Kiosks, there's a ton of faire food: cotton candy, corn dogs, and the like. Mascot outfits are available and those who wear them will be rewarded generously with credits. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● II. LIKE A FIREWORK The next morning, you receive a message on your device: You are cordially invited to a celebration of skinship at the House of Worship. Please do not dress for the occasion. If asked about it, the robots will confirm that is not a specific holiday, but a simple joyous event. If you pry, they may even say that the Old Ones often made merry and partook in the pleasures of the flesh - and so too should you. For an hour, there will be food and drink - alcoholic and aphrodisiac. Then, at the designated time, once the sun has gone down, clothes will be shed and a revelry begun. As fireworks explode overhead, the different colors send the naked senses reeling: Red: You are amorous towards the people around you. Yours is a joyous celebration. The Auspicious Acts you offer are happy and lighthearted, full of kisses and sweet nothings. Orange: You feel bold and adventurous, eager to try something - or someone - new. Your preferred Acts may be dangerous or exciting, perhaps with more than one person. Yellow: You feel reverence when you watch the fireworks, reverence when you look at your fellow people. You feel blessed to be part of the celebration at the House of Worship, and you make the Acts you complete into Acts of worship. You are all about the spirit of generosity. Green: You are not here to celebrate. Jealousy is your lot. Uncover a new side of yourself, full of bitterness and resentment, and try an Act that treads the fine line between light and dark. Indigo: You are proud to celebrate! Those around you are lucky to bask in your presence. You have a newly-minted domineering attitude that makes itself known, and your Acts are likely to be something where you'll come out on top. Violet: These fireworks make you feel unusual - the opposite of yourself. You are different in all that you want to do, preferring Auspicious Acts that you may not have thought twice about before. A group shower will be provided after the festivities wind down. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● III. MISTLETOE Many cherub dragons can be found gathering together in the Greenhouse, working together to finish the cultivation of a new plant. They spend an exhaustive night decorating the island with the new greenery, which can soon be identified as mistletoe. You may think it's sweet of them, but don't get caught underneath one of these sprigs! Standing under the dragon's mistletoe will cause sensory deprivation - and of course, the only way to regain what was lost is to indulge in an Auspicious Act. (You may choose whichever sense you like, or even choose to be figurative, such as "the sense of reason" or "a sense of purpose.") ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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[fistsofchange]

"DEFINITELY keep going!"

Lin watched Beau playing with her boobs until those little clit circles started up in earnest. As Beau started to get into high gear, Lin let her head fall back until it was buried in cushions and let out a groan. Goddamn, after the bumper cars she REALLY needed this. Almost subconsciously, Lin started to roll her hips up against Beau's fingers, trying to urge her on.

[flurry_of_beaus]

Beau speeds up her fingers, but at the same time moves down Lin's body. Again, she's careful of the bruise, ignoring it, but keeps her hand at Lin's breast, playing with that nipple as she lets her tongue trail down Lin's belly. She's looking for that ticklish spot again, but only just briefly.

Her mouth replaces her fingers at Lin's clit, and her fingers move down to slide inside of her, fucking her as Beau tongues at the sensitive spot between her legs.

[fistsofchange]

If Beau's fingers brushed the bruise, Lin didn't seem in pain from it. It was a bit sore, a bit sensitive, but not a huge weak point.

"Hahhhh, oh shit..."

No, she was MUCH more interested in what Beau's tongue was doing. Lin brought her head back up so she could peek down at her, biting her lip so she didn't cry out. Her chest was heaving as she panted. God, that looked hot. God, she was gorgeous.

[flurry_of_beaus]

Beau would not mind her crying out. For all that they've attempted privacy here, the thought of making the other shout like that is kind of hot. But Beau focuses on what she's doing, on tasting the other woman and fucking her with her fingers, hard and fast now, her tongue against her clit and licking at a quick rhythm.

[fistsofchange]

Eventually, she couldn't hold it back. Lin started crying out, a series of "Ohhh!"s that started out soft, but with increased in frequency and volume as she got closer and closer to coming.

Their little spiral of privacy was very cute, but anyone walking by wouldn't have any doubt what was going on in there by this point. Lin didn't hold anything back as she came. Her voice was loud, her mind was blank, her pussy was wet, and he hips were bucking as pleasure wracked her body.

[flurry_of_beaus]

Beau does her best to hold down Lin's hips as she comes, using her tongue to see her through her orgasm. Once Beau feels her body ease, the shudders of pleasure diminishing, the monk sits back from her spot between Lin's thighs. She grins smugly and wipes a hand across her mouth.

"Alright?" Her voice is husky now, low and rough and sensual.

[fistsofchange]

Lin lay there for a moment, panting for breath while staring up at the sky (Well, at the roof of the gazebo.), before giving Beau a shaky thumbs up.

"Yeah...yeah I'm alright. Just need a minute."

Eventually, Lin managed to climb back upright, sitting crosslegged and brushing her bangs out of her eyes.

[flurry_of_beaus]

Beau smirks that self-satisfied smirk she gets at a job well done, and climbs up the gazebo stairs so she can lay down next to Lin. She still feel horny as hell, but she's not going to push anyone. Her hand drifts down her belly idly.

"I don't like this place," Beau admits. "But maybe it's not all bad."

[fistsofchange]

Lin giggled a bit at that. "It's terrible, but it has its good moments."

She leaned over and put her hand over Beau's. She had been in distress, and Beau had just taken VERY good care of her. Now Lin was in a position to help out a soul in the very same kind of distress she'd just been rescued from. And she could never turn away from someone who needed help.

Especially if she was cute.

She rolled over until she was straddling her hands and knees on either side of Beau's body. "Now its your turn..."

[flurry_of_beaus]

Beau blinks up at Lin, vaguely surprised for a moment, but she grins broadly when she hears the other woman's words.

"Well, if you're up for it," she says blithely, taking her hand back so she can fold her arms under her head like a pillow. Looking mighty comfortable there.

"I'm not complaining, but this isn't, like, expected."

[fistsofchange]

"I said I wanted my turn." She insisted, with a gleam in her eye, as she started to sink down lower, until she was looking up at Beau from between her thighs. "Did you think I was joking?"

While she waited for a reply, Lin turned her head to the side and cradled Beau's leg in her arms so she could plant a trail of kisses along the inside that were slowly winding their way up towards having their position switched from where it was a minute ago.

[flurry_of_beaus]

She wants to argue that turn implies something, but then Lin picks up her leg and starts kissing her way down, and that quickly clears Beau's mind of any argument she had been devising in her head.

She lifts her head, watching Lin make her way, wanting to watch as much as she can. It's been a while since she had an opportunity like this. Not too long, but long enough.

[fistsofchange]

Lin looked up at Beau, giving her her best sexy eyes (she’s seen better, probably. Lin’s face was too open and honest looking to really pull off sultry well.), before her lips found there way to their goal.

She gave her a delightfully sincere grin, before lowering her gaze to Beau’s pussy, hooking one arm around each thigh, and starting to lap at her clit.

[flurry_of_beaus]

It doesn't matter that Lin doesn't know how to do sexy eyes. There's something endearing and by extension hot in her sincerity and just the attempt. Beau likes it. She grins down at the other woman, sliding her tongue across her bottom lip.

Once the attention begins, Beau lets her head fall back with a loud moan. She'd felt like she was ready to explode before, desperate for another body. Taking care of Lin had fulfilled a need, but not everything. He fingers comb their way into the other's hair, holding on loosely.

[fistsofchange]

Satisfied that this technique was going over well by the fingers running through her hair, Lin let out a small chuckle and settled in and got to work. She brought one hand around to pay attention to her clit so her tongue could move further down to her opening and just start worming its way in there.

It was kind of the reverse of what Beau had been doing to Lin, now that she thought about it, and her silent little laugh at the thought just added a bit more tickling to what she was doing.

[flurry_of_beaus]

There's something about that chuckle that gets to Beau, in a good way, in a way she can't explain. But what's more, it sends a little vibration from Lin's lips to her sensitive skin, a delightful touch that has her moaning softly.

She wiggles her hips as Lin begins to tongue at her folds, wanting to push her deeper, somehow, even though she knows there's a limit. She bites her lip and tightens her grip, wanting to relax but feeling that fire inside of her, demanding more.

[fistsofchange]

Lin was putting in work with her thumb, rubbing Beau's clit in little circles, faster and faster, but her tongue was pulling most of the weight here. Obviously, there was only so far she could get in there with her tongue, but Lin could feel Beau's desire for more and she was rising to the challenge with speed and vigor.

She could taste how much Beau was getting into this, and had no intention of lettering her down before the finish line.

[flurry_of_beaus]

She moans as Lin continues to circle her clit, feeling the pressure building and building inside of her. Beau's not much of a shouter when it comes to sex in public places. She's not much of a Sex in Public Places kind of girl to begin with. So she stutters out a gasping breath as she feels her orgasm crest within her.

"Lin," she pleads as a bit of warning. "Don't stop, don't stop!"

The pleasure crashes over her, leaving her body shaking finely under the other woman's touch.

[fistsofchange]

Lin didn't stop. She held on with her free hand and road it all out, continuing to attack whatever seemed to be Beau's weak points until several seconds after she seemed done. She wanted to wring out every last drop of pleasure she could from the experience.

When they were both good and done, Lin sat up just enough to rest her chin on her hands, which were in turn resting on Beau's stomach. She stared up at her, feeling maybe a bit smug about eliciting such a good reaction from her.

"NOW I'm satisfied."

[flurry_of_beaus]

She wants to chase after that pleasure, hold Lin where she is, but the touches she is getting start to get to be too much just as Lin pulls back. Beau's panting, chest heaving a little as she tries to get herself back under control.

Beau chuckles down at Lin. "Good," she says, voice still a little husky. "Whew, that's a lot for a carnival attraction."

[fistsofchange]

"That's how things go around here. I hate to say it but you do get used to it after a while."

Lin had always found the way a girl's boobs moved when she was panting for breath to be slightly hypnotic, especially from below, where they framed her face so nicely. Lin admired the view for a moment.

"A...anyway, if you want this can just be a one time thing, but I'd be okay with doing this again some time? Or even in actually hanging out and getting to know each other a bit better."

[flurry_of_beaus]

Beau doesn't pay attention to the statement that she'll get used to this. She probably will, but she doesn't want to admit to it, immediately or ever. She rather just pretend and fight against it when she feels like it.

She looks down at Lin with a bit of a smile on her face, a touch sheepish.

"Um, yeah, I'd like the getting to know you option. If that's cool. Not that we can't, you know, do stuff, but that would be best."

[fistsofchange]

"It's a date, then."

She patted Beau's stomach fondly, then started to sit back up. "But next time: no sexy curses. If there's magic involved we'll just walk away. It should be US deciding things."

[flurry_of_beaus]

She laughs, stomach tensing under the pat. But she looks a little sheepish at Lin's provision to the "date." Not that Beau doesn't agree, but she thinks it means she should have tried harder to resist before.

"Sure," she says. "I'll be better prepared next time."

[fistsofchange]

"We both will." The magic of the impromptu hookup was passing, and Lin was starting to sort their clothes apart from the pile so she could get dressed again. She had to admit, though, that Beau seemed like a fun person.