TDM 014: A DAY AT THE FAIR

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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. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● 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. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● 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. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● 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. ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● ● N A V I G A T I O N

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[krempuff]

There was something lovely about the feeling of it, right now, while he was heady and rushing from everything in his system. He could be nervous about it later. He knew nothing would happen, but the intuitive quality of that did nothing to sate, he found, the intrinsic natural worry that came with having this body and doing these things, having another man bury himself deep and come inside.

It had only happened a few times now, and at least he knew the feeling of it and how he responded.

As Chris drew back, Krem was left with a lovely, shivering aftermath. He ran his fingers through the mess Chris had left on his stomach, scooping a bit up on his fingertips before bringing it to his lips to lick clean.

"Yeah," he said against his fingertips, sighing it out. "Yeah, that was really good. Sorry I...made a mess."

[captainbara]

Once Chris had his breath back he crawled over Krem and kissed him, chasing the taste of his own come on his tongue. "Shut up. I don't care."

Seriously, sex could be messy. Chris did not care about having to strip his bed down and let it dry. The bed was big enough to find a comfortable spot even with how wet it had gotten.

He laid down on his side and draped an arm over Krem's middle. Chris didn't put much distance between them but he let Krem have some space just in case the man didn't appreciate a big guy like him wanting to cuddle. He felt with how close he and Krem were it might be something he could do but didn't want to assume.

"How do you feel? Are those drugs still bothering you?" He might need a few minutes before he could get hard again but Chris would still help if Krem wasn't satisfied.

[krempuff]

Krem sighed against the kiss, still a bit embarrassed about it. He was buzzing and warm, and Chris's gentle attention was good and grounding, enough that Krem wasn't too worried about anything right now. He couldn't really unravel how much of what he was feeling was the echoes of pleasure and how much was a trembling need for more.

So, rather than looking too close, he just curled in against Chris gently.

"I'm okay for right now. It's easier." Less hazy and needy and desperate, at least for the moment. He ran his fingers gently over Chris's chest, trying to feel his way around the slowly receding waves of his pleasure.

[captainbara]

Oh, good, they're going to cuddle. Chris sighs softly as he pulls Krem in a little closer so he can rub a gentle hand against his back. He likes touching after sex unless things are purely casual. But he's friend with Krem so there will be some snuggling.

"I've only ever experienced a mild dose of the stuff." Which Chris is incredibly grateful for. The idea of being so out of control, so out of his mind, is honestly a little terrifying. He doesn't want to be put in that situation.

But he is happy to help Krem with it. "Touching really seems to help even if it's not sexual."

[krempuff]

Krem blushed a little bit, still feeling a little silly about the whole situation. It had been silly. Competitiveness with no direction spiraling into a lack of consideration for how this could go. He was lucky that it was Chris that found him, for a variety of reasons.

"It's nice," he assured softly, nuzzling in a little bit. "It was really nice. You know you could have probably just locked me in the bathroom until I sobered up, right?"

At least he laughed about it a little bit, tapping his thumb against Chris's chest. "I still would have wanted to do all that."

[captainbara]

"Seems like an asshole thing to do," Chris said with a half-shrug. "I think we've flirted enough that sex would be okay once you got back to your right mind."

If it hadn't been that would be a problem. Probably right around now. Chris thought the gamble was worth it. Krem confirmed that for him which made him feel even better about the whole situation.

"You were pretty fantastic, by the way." He tickled his fingers against Krem's side.

[krempuff]

The tickle was light and simple, and Krem reacted instinctively. He squeaked and jerked away, bringing his elbows down to try and protect his sides. Thankfully, he was still a little too wobbly to bring his knees up, which could have been a disaster.

"Rude!"

[captainbara]

A little bit. Chris grinned anyway, amused by how sensitive Krem was to tickling. He wrapped an arm around him tugged him back in for cuddling.

"Sorry, couldn't help myself." He kissed his temple gently.

He wouldn't do it again. At least, while they were in bed right now. Chris made no promises for later.

[krempuff]

"Taking advantage of my fragile state," Krem said, quiet and teasing. He stayed poised for a moment as Chris pulled him back in, just in case. But no second wave of tickling fingers came across his skin, and he relaxed easily.

As the aftershocks of his pleasure finally worked out of his system, Krem was aware that he was still a little more sensitive and heightened than normal, but definitely not as heady and overwhelmed and desperate as he'd been when it had really picked up. He could go again, could easily get worked up again. But it was just as nice to lay there and be warm.

[captainbara]

"Yeah." Chris nuzzled his temple. "Kind of like taking advantage of you."

Maybe they could have sex again without the drugs pumping through Krem's system. Chris would like a chance to see the other man ride him and experience more of that smart mouth.

"Take a nap. We'll change the sheets after that." He felt no desire to get up and deal with the mess right now. The Augur had given him a bed big enough for three or four people so they had some dry space to lie on.