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TDM 014: A DAY AT THE FAIR

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. HAY FEVER

A new mode of transportation has made an appearance! From one end of the fairgrounds to the other, and even sometimes off the beaten path and into the wilds, robot-horse-drawn hay wagons shake, rattle, and roll. And, of course, what are hay wagons great for? Anyone fancy a roll in the hay?

Anyone who is taking a hay ride will see their A5 card flash - and they will be given the option to trade one square for the vehicles square. (New players engaging in this prompt can call it a freebie.)

But beware! The wagons roll at all hours of the day and night. At night, the spooks come out to play! Rides will be "haunted" by frightful spooks played by machines and your local Islanders. The 'bots will hire anyone interested to don their favorite slasher costume or ghostly garb. After all, everyone knows that fear and adrenaline are related to attraction, right? Just another thoughtful service provided by your generous benefactors.

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II. Acute Beef Poisoning

How about an eating contest? Multiple competitions are held throughout the fair: hot dogs, hot dogs, pies -- just use your imagination! Of course, there's always the chance that you've been recruited to be "eaten"... So sit back and enjoy the ride.

For those of you with an exhibitionist streak, all contests are held in front of an audience.

Be careful, ye who eat here, because the pies in particular have been known to have the following effects (with a two-hour duration):

Meat - A simple aphro pie; a character finds themselves craving a very different kind of meat.
Apple - Temporary amnesia befalls those who've tried the apple pie. The effects can be as great as forgetting your entire identity or as minor as forgetting what you've had for breakfast.
Cherry - Look upon the very face of innocence! All guile falls away from this character, making it impossible for them to lie.
Strawberry - The compulsion to follow orders may be strong sometimes, but the strawberry pie comes with the compulsion to give orders instead.
Blueberry - Oh no! You're looking a bit... off-color? The blueberry pie turns a character's skin blue for the next two hours.

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III. BRODEO

Last but not least, try the mechanical contraptions of various sizes - equipped with equipment of various sizes as well! The objective of this game is to last as long as you can.

Thirteen Hand Sam is the smallest of the mechanical horses. It has no attachments, but instead vibrates until the rider orgasms.

Mechanic Mike is the second mechanical horse. With a modest six-inch dildo, it bucks its rider around until orgasm.

For those who like a real challenge, the mechanical bull -- the Bonine -- is a two-person contraption that straps each rider in with their own dildo. They sit face-to-face on the thrashing machine, within touching range, able to encourage each other to come (and to lose) more quickly.

Ride like you've never ridden before, or comfort someone in the aftermath of a job well done.

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N A V I G A T I O N

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The first lick is met with an approving hum as she relaxes back into the hay. The second teasing lick causes her to squirm a little as her grip on their hair tightens.

"Yeah, there." When she relaxes again it's clear that most of the tension has left her as she's starting to feel more comfortable.

"Ah... good..." Cinnis gasps at the grip at their hair before adjusting the angle of their head to lap at that bud, just as softly as they started. It's surprising how she didn't taste and smell of just skin. But at the same time, they shouldn't have been surprised. She is the goddess of spring, after all.

With a hand, they move to grasp her thigh and pull it over their one shoulder, pressing down the fins there. They give easily, and Persephone probably would only notice a soft extra thing against her skin.

As the Goddess of Spring, Persephone quite literally embodies the season. Even without most of her abilities she still retains her natural scent and taste of spring flowers. In particular, she tastes a bit sweet like the nectar from honeysuckle.

Unsure if that gasp is good or bad she loosens her grip. "D- Are you okay with your hair being pulled?" If the answer is no she'll try to refrain from doing so.

She's vaguely aware of the fin and how it feels different beneath her thigh. But she's much more focused on everything else going on.

“Darling, it’s very good…” Cinnis nearly purrs against the skin of her mound, pressing yet another kiss to it before going back at the bud, continuing their gentle tease at it until a little bump in the cart forces them to press harder for a moment but they pull away right after, wanting to make sure of her pleasure.

"Okay." She'll still try not to pull too hard, given her strength, but it's good to know they don't mind.

The teasing is doing well to work her up and getting her to relax more into the hay. And then the bump happens. She lets out a surprised sound that's something between a yelp and a moan. Once again her grip tightens on Cinnis' hair.

"Y-you can, um, go a little harder."

The grip tightening on their hair gives them a little jolt of pleasure but what pleases them more is the goddess asking them go harder.

“Harder… got it. Guide me well, I’m a novice at this, darling.”

And with that, they press their mouth to her slit, tongue now pressing harder and firmer against her bud. Not too hard, but probably with enough pressure to feel like giving it a good rub. The merfolk’s tongue moves up and down, maybe perhaps treating that bud nearly the same way they’d tease a cock. In any case, they’re clearly going at her enthusiastically, taking in the sweet scent and taste of her.

She can't help but let out a soft laugh. The situation is so different from any other sexual encounter she's had so far. Everything else has been a moment of going with the flow, experimental, learning something new. This is the first time she's been in a position of teaching or guiding.

Cinnis' enthusiasm is certainly enough to draw a louder moan from her. Though she's quick to slap a hand over her mouth in embarrassment. It might be robots controlling the cart, but they're still passing by people and she has some shame.

The laughter and the moan definitely get to Cinnis, and it's obvious to see that they're absolutely enjoying this as they press in more and experiment with gentle suckling and moving their tongue in circles. Their one hand is caressing her exposed thigh, while the other is moving up to touch her hip, just so casually intimate and wanting to have her enjoy this moment in the hay, on this moving cart.

"O-oh!" She squirms a little in response to the sucking, hips lifting to press into the source of pleasure. Her grip on their hair tightens once more, twisting a bit as she pulls it.

"Th-that's good," her voice comes out breathy, wanting to be clear their response is one of pleasure and not discomfort.

"Good... mm... that's perfect!" Cinnis excitedly gasps in response before going right back at their prize, answering the buck of her hips with more of their mouth, and maybe out of curiosity, and hoping to further her pleasure, they move one of their hands down so their fingers could gently rub at the rest of her sex-- feeling over the heat and softness of it.

That seems to be the right move, as the feel of Cinnis' fingers over her slick, heated sex is met with a pleased sound. Her legs shift so that she can spread them a little wider for them. She's not yet going to tell them to use their fingers on her, mostly because she's curious to see if they'll go for it on their own.

As much as they could hear the pleased sounds from her and feel her body giving-- legs spreading and sex slick, Cinnis chooses not to go right ahead. Instead, after giving her clit a particularly strong suck to contrast the gentle way they've been treating her so far, they raise their head up a bit.

"Want my fingers in you, darling?"

The stronger sucking draws a particularly loud moan from her, causing her hips to jerk once more. It's pretty clear she enjoyed that, even if she keeps her hand over her mouth and tries to hide a face.

She shifts a little, looking down at them as she nods. "Ye-yes."

The way she reacted was just so good. Genuinely, it was turning them on, too. But hers came first. And they'll attend to just that with fingers rubbing up and down the slit first before a single digit slipped and found her opening, gently probing and stroking inside.

"There... that good?"

They lower their head once more to lap and suck at her bud as they await for more instruction.

Persephone might be a bit nervous about being intimate with strangers, but once she gets into it she really gets into it. Though, she does her best to bite back and muffle her responses to what Cinnis is doing to her in order to avoid attention.

"Mmn..." she hums, "There's, um, there is a spot. If you, ah, curl your finger up you can feel it." She's not sure to describe how it feels, but she hopes they'll know it when they feel it. At the very least, she'll know it and let them know.

Cinnis curls their finger up obediently, prodding around for a spot as they give her clit a break by moving their mouth up to kiss the flesh of her mound and belly. Their fingers rub over something that doesn't feel like the smooth warmth in her and they try giving it a little focused rub.

"How about here, dear?"

There's a soft sound in the back of her throat when Cinnis first finds the spot. But the focused rub causes her hips to lift up as she lets out a moan.

"Y-yes," she breaths out, letting herself relax back into the hay, legs quivering a little from the rush of pleasure. "Right there."

Cinnis licks their lips, every sigh of pleasure sending warmth through their body. They could certainly feel the slickness between their legs-- the cloaca moistening and preparing to release the shaft inside. The warmth of her feels amazing, and so is the taste and smell of her.

"You know... if you want it... I can offer a little more. Something thicker, but only if you wish," they whisper even as their finger continues stimulating that spot inside.

She's trying desperately to keep the sounds she's making muffled and to a minimum, but their fingers working her like that makes it difficult.

She's in a bit of a haze when Cinnis makes the offer so it doesn't quite register what they mean at first. She blinks down at them, hand still covering her mouth before it clicks. Her face flushes hot pink when it does sink in, however.

She lowers her hand to respond only for an embarrassing sound to escape her lips. She slaps her hand back over her mouth and simply nods. Not that she isn't enjoying what they're doing, but she'd also like them to enjoy themselves.

"I, ah, I don't like b-being under someone," she manages after regaining a bit of composure.

"Ah... give me a moment, then."

Cinnis withdraws then to rid themselves of their pants, and also give Persephone a moment to collect herself as they reach down between their own legs and draw out the thick, long, almost tentacle-like shaft from their cloaca. Once that's done and their sheer pants set aside on a pile of hay nearby, they lay themselves on the hay beside where Persephone was.

"All yours for you to enjoy, Persephone dear."

Persephone lies there for a moment, eyes closed as she lets herself regain some control over herself. When she does open her eyes again she pauses and just kind of stares at Cinnis' length.

As aroused as she is she's also very curious. She moves so she can get a better look, tilting her head a little as she inspects the shape of it. "Oh." Her cheeks flush darker as she reaches out and gently runs her fingertips along it.

"That's, um, different," she says in a musing tone. Though her head quickly snaps up, eyes a little wide. "I-I don't mean that in a bad way!" The last thing she wants to do is offend them.

The length undulates a little as its being inspected, and Cinnis looks at her flushed and grinning. It twitches as her fingertips run over it, the skin already quite slick.

"Oh, no offense taken, darling. A lot of people say that. Like it? It moves a little."

They stretch on the hay, just enjoying the attention and exposure. They aren't body shy at all.

Her eyes widen when it moves a little, a soft and surprised 'oh' escaping her lips. She's seen the way a cock moves when touched it's nothing like that.

Hearing that Cinnis isn't offended she relaxes and smiles, though the smile turns to a grin. "I can't judge it until I try it, right?"

She moves, lifting up her skirt as she climbs over them. Her hand moves between them, grabbing their length so she can hold it steady while she lowers herself onto it. The tip makes the entry easy, only drawing the slightest gasp from her. It's as she lowers herself further she begins to feel the stretch from the girth. She leans forward a little, letting out a soft groan.

Cinnis couldn't hold back their own moan of pleasure as they felt the warmth sheathe their cock. It had been very long since they've had the chance to be in someone. Immediately, their shaft twitches and undulates, trying to mimic their fingers' motions from earlier inside of her.

"O-oceans... I might come undone a lot faster than I'd like... I'm a bit ashamed to say I haven't had this kind of experience in... oh... so many moons!"

The next moan that escapes her is one of surprise as she feels their cock moving inside her. Even though it feels similar to someone's fingers within her, it's so different and wonderful.

"Th-that's okay. I, ah, probably won't last long with it, um, m-moving like th-that," she gasps out as she begins to move on him, slowly rolling her hip even if she doesn't exactly need to.

All thoughts of keeping herself quiet are quickly being forgotten as she rides them.

00. Arrival

I. HAY FEVER

II. Acute Beef Poisoning

III. BRODEO

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forgot to put up here: Rated R for coochie

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