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TDM 013: BARING IT ALL

00. Arrival

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. If you don’t manage to get away from them quickly enough, they may even usher you toward the Laid Bare Spa, where new arrivals will be offered free massages, a sauna, hairstyling, and their clothing may come up permanently missing. But you will be given a complimentary towel to leave with if needed!

Feel free to explore the Island, though there isn’t much to see beyond what arrivals before you have helped to rebuild. 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 place to live in the now, whether a rundown apartment in the City, a tent on the beach, a bed in the barracks, or your own space at the House of Worship. Your inventory will be found a day later, wrapped up haphazardly and delivered to each person's makeshift home.

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I. THROW IN A TOWEL?

Erku's new arrivals may be encouraged to seek out the Laid Bare Massage & Spa for some specialized attention and relaxation, but they and long-time inhabitants will also be offered a chance to earn credits.

Anyone interested in earning robot wages will be tasked with being the resident towel person! You’ll stand inside of the room while the patrons are receiving their massages, hot scrubs, or relaxing in one of the saunas holding towels for them should any be requested. Or you may be asked to help with the regular cleaning of the Spa, wiping down all of the tasteful nude statues to free them of the grime and filth (or… other things) that builds up over time. You might even be asked to help lovingly clean the murals of nude patrons (that is to say, fellow Islanders) all over the Spa.

But this is a job that requires a very specific uniform. Robots will provide you with your very own chiton or toga. The chitons happen to be very short, not covering nearly as much as they reveal, but the togas might be entirely too long. They brush or drag along the floor and what with being barely held together with the thinnest and most fanciful of ropes, who knows how often they might be untucked? Take care, please, or else the robots might pull you into being the next model for their latest mural portrait instead.

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II. GRIN AND BARE IT

Erku’s resident mental health professional, Dr. D. Love of Healthy Body, Healthy Mind Therapy Center, has taken a keen interest in ensuring that the relationships of you Islanders are progressing in a productive, healthy, and open-minded fashion. And to ensure this, he’s tasked his robot staff to pay close attention to anyone who looks like they are having trouble with relationships with other people on the Island. And after months of so few (none) clients, these robots are very motivated to seek out people in need of their therapeutic assistance!

Arguing with a friend? Telling someone to stay out of your life? Being a hermit who refuses to come out of your apartment? Accidentally bump into each other on the street? Make a joke at your friend’s expense? Playfully punch someone in the shoulder? Walk by someone you don’t know and not tell them hello?

Well clearly all of you need help in repairing whatever may be damaging your relationships! Before you know it, you’ve been bundled off by the robots right to Dr. D. Love’s office and sat down to talk it all out. The fact that you may not even know the other person the robots think you need to work your troubles out with doesn’t matter. Dr. D. Love is here to make sure everyone goes home happy and satisfied.

You may have to play along with this confusing farcical situation, even making up wrongs and slights you claim you have done to one another before finally coming together in reconciliation. The more you deny there is anything wrong, the more the good Doctor will insist you need even more help than they first thought. They might even have to send you into one of their Privacy Rooms and work out your frustrations with each other with their wide array of therapeutic sexual devices and supplies.

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III. BARE NAKED AMUSEMENT TOUR

The trolley is making its rounds as usual with announcements echoing from the loudspeakers that it’s Bare It All Week at Six Flagellants Amusement Park and to kick it off there will be a grand concert at the Loudinus Outdoor Amphitheater that lasts all week long! Not sure what that means? Well, come to the concert and enjoy hours and hours of music played by robots who seem to have taken their songs right from the pop rock crazes of old. Whose old? Who knows.

The music may not be completely to your taste, but something about it may make you feel energized and overly dressed. You might even feel the need to strip down until you’re not wearing anything at all! But don’t worry, the robots performing on stage will give you new clothes to wear by throwing skimpy, sexy underwear and lingerie right at you! How did they know your size? Don’t ask questions, just give into the urge to put it on while you rock out until it’s time for the trolley to take everyone right to the gates of the amusement park!

Anyone dressed in less for this week will receive free entry, rides, and food and might even receive special prizes at various booths of sex toys, candies that act as an aphrodisiac (meant for sharing of course), stuffed animals, or even a free sex doll! Those are super hard to win from the ring toss, so you should really take advantage and enjoy all the perks of baring yourself for everyone’s viewing pleasure.

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N A V I G A T I O N

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"Little harder." He took a hold of her hands and dragged her nails down his own chest. That sent a rush of pleasure burning through him. He caught the back of her neck in his hand and kissed her hard, biting at her lower lip for a moment. "Make me feel it."

He liked the hardness, the roughness of it. She felt good. It felt very good each time she moved. He wanted more though. His body, the drugs, something in him made him want her to move harder and make him feel it.

"Don't have to be gentle with me either."

Cana reaaally liked harder. Pain in the name of pleasure was a personal favorite, because she loved pleasing her partner in ways that made their eyes widen in surprise.

Taking the initiative, she sat up, guiding both of his hands to grab handfuls of her breasts, brought her hands to the top of his chest and repositioned her feet beneath her for better leverage. Leaning into his hands for balance, she began to wiggle and raise her hips at the same time

She started out slower, but was quite rapidly gaining speed as she found her bouncing rhythm. As she reached the base she made sure her hips rolled forward, and as she gained speed you could hear her shapely ass slapping against his muscular thighs.

Starting from the top of his chest, she slowly started to drag her nails down his chest.

Her head fell back, continuing to bounce and roll on his cock, and she couldn’t hold back her moans if she wanted to. His cock slamming into her felt too good.

Dragging her nails down his abs, she reached just below herself. She sent her hands back up, tentatively grazing his nipples, "Do you like having these played with?"

There was a fine line to walk between pain and pleasure and only pain. Chris sometimes liked to walk the edge of it. He bit his lower lip as her nails dragged across his chest. That was the right sort of pain. His hips bucked up to fuck her deeper.

"They don't really feel much." Chris shrugged his shoulders then reached up and pinched her nipples rolling them between thumb and finger. "Not like yours."

He sat up and kissed her again. She clenched around him so sweetly each time he did. "You've got me close. Come on. Ride a little harder."

Chris rubbed his hands over her thighs. "Or stop... and see what I do to you next."

Chris rubbing her nipples felt entirely too good. She even let out a soft whimper as he did it. It was too bad his didn’t do much for him. His mouth on hers made her whole body feel on fire. His hips grinding back in to her and making her bounce even harder was sending her speeding towards another ending as well. But how could she possible resist that kind of bait?

She came to rest, completely submerging his cock as deep as she could. With an eyebrow cocked and wicked little grin as she looked at him, she reached between her thighs and spread her lips surrounding his thick base, beginning to play with her clit with her finger, clenching him inside of her over and over again.

Chris wrapped an arm around her waist and in a single movement flipped her onto her back. He grabbed her wrists in his hands and pinned them over her head. He was able to hold them there with one hand which should keep her from moving up the bed.

Then he began to pound her. Chris fucked her hard, head bowed slightly as he focused solely on moving hard and heavy filling the room with the sound of skin smacking against skin. She liked rough and Chris gave it to her rough.

He lost himself in the physical sensation of fucking her and goddamn, it felt good to cut loose.

Was she ever so happy she chose the hard route? Not that she could remember. Though with the way Chris was driving his amazing cock into her she wasn’t remembering much. It felt like she’d awoken the beast and she was more than happy to be his prey.

She couldn’t help crying out, his name on her lips. It felt like her entire body was being hit with shock wave after shock wave of pleasure. Even with her hands pinned, she still had some wiggle room. She used her legs to brace herself against the bed, giving him the clearest angle to slam into her. She was able to lift her head up enough to meet his and she covered his mouth with hers, desperate to taste him.

Her tongue worked its way into his mouth and she explored every crevice, teasing his tongue with hers. She was going to cum very quickly.

Chris kissed back as he pressed her down against the bed almost crushing her with his bulk. He wanted her to feel trapped and a little helpless. She seemed to like that too.

But when he was close he pulled out of her and took himself in hand, jerking himself off. Fuck, he really should've looked for condoms before they got here. His fist wasn't nearly as nice as inside her.

He moaned deep in his chest when he came across her stomach and his fist. Fuck. Just as good as the first time. Just as intense. Goddamn it this sex was insane. He couldn't remember anything like it.

When he'd finished he pressed his fingers inside her and pressed his thumb against her clit to make her come.

Watching Chris finish after fucking her like that was an outright treat. The warm sprinkling sensation from having his cum land on her did more for her than she ever remembered it doing in the past. His hand only needed a few moments touching her sensitive clit for another orgasm to tear through her. This felt like an explosion of pleasure, her pussy spasming and even squirting around his hand. Her hands were still over her head like they were continuing to be held there, desperately gripping the sheets, and her body was arching up.

She didn’t think she’d ever reached this high a count before, and the drug in that alcohol made it so much more intense it was earth-shattering. Her legs were trembling slightly as she came back to her present time and dimension. She noted that Chris’s hand was still covered, and she scooted closer to him, taking his hand with one of hers, and used her tongue to clean it all off. This drug made even that feel better than she expected.

She looked up at him as she took the last of his fingers into her mouth, slowly pulling it back out as she sucked on it, her tongue rolling over it in circles.

"Christ." He sat back on his heels to catch his breath while she cleaned his hand. Cana was insatiable and fuck, he was a little too. Still, he would need a minute before he fucked her again.

He dropped onto his back next to her and threw an arm over his eyes. "If it's like this the whole damn time I'm on this island my dick is going to fall off."

There was no way sex like this was sustainable. Chris was a little thirsty and might be sore tomorrow. It would depend on how long they kept going. Eventually, the drugs would work out of her system and maybe he could rest. It wasn't going to last as long in his system.

But he hauled himself out of bed and started to walk around the little apartment. There was a bathroom and it had a washcloth and the world's smallest towel hanging on a towel rack. He wet it, rubbed himself down, and then brought the washcloth out to her. "Here, if you want to clean up a bit."

She laughed. “If it’s like this the entire time I’m pretty sure I won't survive long.” She gently rubbed her hands over her pussy, not sexually but more to soothe it. Those drugs were insane, but her body needed a rest.

She took the rag from Chris, “Any chance there’s a bathtub in there?” Cleaning off her stomach and everything else, she collapsed back on the bed.

She looked up at him from her back, her head angled a bit backwards. She was a little hesitant to ask, but it had been a rather intense day, and she needed some TLC. Also she just enjoyed running her hands over that chiseled physique. “Do you think we could… just, like, cuddle and rub? I need something gentle, but I’m still craving something physical.”

"There's a shower, but no bath." Chris sat on the edge of the bed with a sigh. "Your legs feel up to standing for awhile?"

Cana had to be tired at this point. Physically, at least. It seemed like the drug was still in her system and giving her hell. He felt a little sorry for her. An endless desire like that might seem fun at first but had to be hell after awhile.

Her request surprised him. She didn't seem like the cuddling type, honestly. And they certainly didn't have a cuddling sort of relationship. He wasn't a heartless asshole though. He scooted back on the bed and stretched out. He lifted his arm so she could easily cuddle against his side.

"Sure, if it's still bothering you."

“A shower?” Cana’s world had baths and bath houses. “I can probably stand here before too long, but I need a little time.” She crawled over to him and pretty much collapsed into his side.

She wasn’t really the touchy feely kind of girl, but whatever was in that aphrodisiac created this constant craving. Even though she didn’t have the energy right this second to keep fucking, it felt like she needed hands roaming over her. She looked up at him, “Thank you for this. I know this was a hookup, but… I just feel like I need to keep being touched.” Her hands were making soft circles up his chest, her leg wrapped over his.

Chris wrapped an arm around her and started to brush his fingers gently along her side and her arm, whatever little bit of skin he could reach easily. He purposefully stayed away from anything sexual. She clearly needed a break even if the drug in her system didn't agree.

"Hey, I'm not an asshole." A hookup could still have a little cuddling now and then as long as no one got their feelings hurt about it later when it really meant nothing deep and emotional. "You've got something going on and at least more than my dick can help."

Cana laughed softly, “No, you’re not an asshole.” She completely relaxed in to him as his hands ran over her skin. The touching seemed to quell the tide of the aphrodisiac, and she found it very soothing. “Assuming we’re still on this island, we could get together again for drinks without the crazy sex drugs. You’re quite a fun partner to play with.”

“What’s a shower?” She asked, still very confused about what it had to do with standing.

"What? You think we're going to wake up back home after this?" Chris was skeptical. Things didn't work out like that in his life and hadn't for years. He would put money on them being stuck here for a long, long time.

He glanced down at her curled up against him. "As long as you don't order the strongest stuff, we certainly could." Chris figured he should make some friends and having someone to fuck and fill squares with was a good idea. He'd need some things eventually.

"A shower, it's a shower of water you stand in to get clean." Chris made a motion with his hand and wiggling fingers to demonstrate. "Kind of like rain from a pipe."

“I have no idea what to expect next in this place.” She shook her head, “I’m pretty much just rolling with the idea that whatever happens in this place will happen and I don’t really get a say in whether or not I’m here.” A satisfied little smile danced on her lips again, “Though I doubt I’d have ever gotten an experience like this back home.”

She blushed, a little embarrassed she’d screwed herself so royally in desperation to find a drink. “Though I may die of dehydration. I have no idea how I’m supposed to trust anything from this place.”

She watched his demonstration of the shower and listened to his description. “Oh, I wonder if that’s powered by lacrima like our city power is. Lucy had something kind of like that attached to her bathtub, but it was just for rinsing off the suds.” She laughed lightheartedly, “At least that’s what she swore it was used for. I’m pretty convinced she was using that pressure for other purposes. With a team like hers, she’d need the stress relief.” She wondered how her friend was doing, though she new she’d landed on her feet after the guild disbanded.

"Do you have anyone from home you're worried about?"

"Ask around. Other people will have the answers you're looking for. I'm sure they've been here longer than we have." Chris figured there had to be safe food and safe drink. People couldn't constantly be taking this stuff. He hoped, at least, that wasn't the case.

He chuckled a little at her story but the question made him sigh. He was worried about a few people, worried about the world in general. If he wasn't around what would happen to Hound Wolf and who would stop the BSAA from using bioweapons?

"My sister. We call each other every week." Chris knew Claire would get really worried if he missed their scheduled call without some sort of message saying he was in the field and wouldn't make the call. "She's going to kill me when she finds out I got trapped on a sex island."

“That’ll pretty much have to be the plan.” She agreed. She saw the concern on his face while he paused. “You shoulder a lot of responsibility, don’t you?”

She smiled as he talked about his sister. She pictured it a lot like when Mira or Lisanna would chastise Elfman for something ridiculous. Chris was built pretty similarly, and so the image was probably pretty spot on. It made her giggle.

“It’s awesome that you two keep contact like that.” The only family she had left had only recently found out she was family, and she doubted he even knew the guild was disbanded. Hell, they’d probably be reformed by the time her dad got back from his latest job. Still, she worried about him, like she always had, and about her friends, like she had been since they parted ways. She imagined they were probably in far less of a pickle than she was right now.

Honestly, Chris wasn't in the mood to talk to a practical stranger about his home world and his responsibilities. They'd fucked, sure, but that didn't make him open his heart. There was just too much there for him and she was still mostly unknown.

"What do you want to do while you're here?" he asked to change the subject away from his own personal life and story. "Besides the drinking and sex."

Chris doubled the distraction by lightly brushing his hand against the side of her breast. A little eroticism would hopefully keep her from asking more prying questions and focus on anything else.

His hand on her breast made her shiver. The change in subject wasn’t unnoticed, and Cana realized she was being far more chatty than usual. She took the hint. “First thing I want to do is figure out how to get my damn cards. I never go anywhere without them. I can hold my own in a fight but they’re how I use my magic, an extension of myself.”

She shrugged, “Then, I guess after I get my bearings I’ll just try and enjoy the place. Maybe knock a few things off my bucket list, especially the things I couldn't do back home. It’s like a sex crazed wonderland for adults.”

Chris chuckled. Well, at least someone would enjoy this island. It was probably a healthier attitude to have than Chris' stubborn refusal to give these assholes what they wanted.

He was a little afraid to ask what she couldn't do back home but could do here. Chris didn't want to know all the weird shit someone could get up to here. There was probably all sorts of weirdness.

"Pretty sure us fucking most of the afternoon away filled in something they wanted you to do." Chris motioned to his wrist and the bracelet. "You could get them as a reward."

He wasn't going to look right now. That felt weirdly rude to him.

Cana’s eye widened as she recalled how smoothly he seemed to operate this contraption. “Um… how were you doing that earlier? I don’t get it.” Cana didn’t have any experience with this kind of technology. She held up her wrist with the bracelet, utterly confused by it. “Can you show me how to use the map?”

If Cana was going to get by here, she’d need to figure a lot of things out. Most she'd probably learn through... experience, but she was a generally quick study.

Chris pushed himself up and leaned back against the headboard. He picked up Cana and sat her between his legs to make sure she still had touch that her body seemed to crave.

"Here, press like this." He demonstrated with his bracelet. "And now you've got your menu with all these little apps. Just pick the one you're interested in."

He opened the messenger app and sent her a message directly. Her bracelet would ping with a text from him. "And then you just select the alert and you can reply."

Cana got a little thrill out of him simply moving her where he wanted her, but she was so fascinated by the prospect of figuring this out that she was able to keep from getting too excited. Situated between his legs was plenty enough for her to quell the low thrum she felt from the aphrodisiac, though she was acutely aware of his cock behind her.

As he showed her the bracelet with the ‘apps’ she paid attention, and mirrored his movements with her own. She was kind of mesmerized by it, and when it made a sound from his text it made her jump a little. She selected the alert, then foolishly accidentally backed out before she could properly read the screen. “Shit.” She mumbled under her breath. Back on the main page with all the little apps, she looked at the pictures to decipher where she should be. She… stared for a minute, but she was determined to figure it out. She thought back to what Chris had pressed to send her the message, looked for a similar symbol and clicked it. There was his text.

“Yes!” She hissed with a little arm pump. She probably looked absurd right now but she was definitely a little proud of herself.

Ah, no more absurd than trying to walk while she was also fighting against the urge to orgasm. It was pretty nice to be able to help in a way that wasn't fucking her stupid.

"There you go. Now if you press there, you can type back." Chris pointed to the little line where she could write back a response. "You just type it and hit the arrow when you want to send it."

They could move on to audio and video in a minute once she got a hang of this. "You've got your contacts over here. And I bet if you go through the dating app you'll be able to message anyone you'd like."

00. Arrival

I. THROW IN A TOWEL?

II. GRIN AND BARE IT

III. BARE NAKED AMUSEMENT TOUR

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