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Ascent 2.14

Rosalie drowsily drifted to consciousness, and the first thing she was met with on opening her eyes was her own face.

For a moment, the sight didn’t register. Her brain blanked out. Had a mirror been placed into bed with her, leaned over so that when she blinked awake, it was the first thing she’d see? But no, that didn’t make sense. The position Rosalie was laying down with didn’t match the mirror.

She jerked up in bed, and the mirror-image didn’t follow.

“Mmm?�...

Spotlight 1.14

“You can’t be serious,” Paris said.

The words, while normally delivered with disgust or shock, escaped Paris’s mouth with amusement more than anything. Which was good news, Ava guessed.

“I just don’t see why not,” Ava said. “I guess the whole … you know, event … got me thinking. Maybe I should leverage what I’ve got. More than I already am, I mean” She didn’t specify what the ‘what I’ve got’ meant. Paris knew, especially in the context of having bro...

Ascent 2.13

Hiking for multiple hours with a plug of metal inserted up her ass wasn’t the most comfortable of predicaments, and more than that, Delta’s relief only lasted twenty minutes before the jostling stimulation had her dick filling her pants out again. Under Delta’s suggestion, Zoey tucked her unwieldy member into her waistband to better accommodate walking with an erection, because they didn’t have time for Zoey to be relieved every twenty minutes. And while the strategy had her cock stuf...

Ascent 2.12

The tense mood settled, eventually. They couldn’t stew in silence for long. They had plenty to talk about, and Zoey meant that in a practical sense; Rosalie’s interview of Delta had been brief, and their discussions too, because they’d intended on talking strategy on the long trip to the  shard entrance.

“I’m sorry,” Delta said. “Topped off? What do you mean she’ll need to be topped off?”

Rosalie glanced at Zoey. “You didn’t tell her?”

“Didn’...

Ascent 2.11

They visited Anja One-Eye to handle their mundane portion of items first. They showed up late, Zoey having found success in her soapy teasing of Rosalie’s body during their shared shower. Not exceptionally late, though, but Rosalie seemed irritated at herself that she hadn’t made it to the old woman’s shop immediately on opening. Zoey had been called a few variations of the word ‘troublesome’.

Zoey spectated in silence as she watched her partner go about the haggling process. ...

Spotlight 1.13

As a random C-Class superheroine, Ava had never been important enough to be contacted by an agent of the Hero Association. So imagine her surprise when her phone vibrated, and it wasn’t Clash messaging her, but a woman who introduced herself as Agent Stein. Being contacted by the Hero Association was very much a ‘no news is good news’ situation, so her stomach sank the moment she saw the text.

Ava set up a time they could meet. It had to be today, or the next. The agent didn’t p...

Ascent 2.10

Zoey’s second night of sleep in an alien world was as strange as the first. Her dreams were nonsensical, twisting. She dreamed of birthday parties attended by shadow-people. Of picking her way down the creak, hand-in-hand with a girl with a void where her face should be, stomach fluttering with butterflies as she stared into bright (Blue? Green? Brown? Gray?) eyes.

The dreams shifted.

To something slightly less upsetting.

A relieved exhalation escaped Zoey’s lips as her ...

Ascent 2.09

Delta ate like a woman who didn’t care an iota about what people thought of her, and while Zoey respected the impervious assuredness, her table manners were really something. And not in a good way. Her napkin was more red-sauce than napkin. She hadn’t even cleaned it all from her mouth. Zoey would say she ‘missed a spot’, but that didn’t quite do things justice.

“So,” Delta said. “How am I supposed to get to know you, when you’ve forgotten everything?”

“Good ...

Ascent 2.08

“That’s, uh,” Zoey said. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

“Your class, you mean.”

“Yeah. My class.”

“Don’t tell me you’re uncomfortable with the idea of ‘bonding’ another girl.” Seeing Rosalie, so typically stoic, air-quote and sneer the phrase was a bit funny. “You’ve fucked—how many girls in the past twenty four hours? Me, the slime creature, the attendant, and I saw you eying both Fe and Sabina. You aren’t remote...

Spotlight 1.12

Ava arrived back at her apartment, having changed back into normal clothes—she could hardly show up in Spotlight’s—and with her heart still not having fully settled from what had happened between her and Paris. They’d separated on amiable enough terms, Ava giving a stuttering excuse about needing to get some sleep tonight. Paris saw through her, and Ava’s quick escape. She seemed a bit concerned, like she wanted to talk about it. But Ava had fled anyway.

She still felt Paris�...

Ascent 2.07

“Are you completely incapable of controlling yourself?” Rosalie hissed. “The dressing room! And so loud! Everyone heard you!”

“It was mostly her,” Zoey said defensively. “I was trying to be quiet.”

“Quiet! Were you? I could hear the slapping from across the store. Do you have any idea how mortifying that was?”

“Why would you be embarrassed?” Zoey’s face was burning crimson. Lost in the moment, she’d been more than willing to brea...

Ascent 2.06

Fe Dullette was an odd woman, as perhaps expected of the suggested connection for identifying sex toys spat out of a lewd pocket dimension.

She was also painfully attractive, and dressed in a way to emphasize it. That she had horns curling from her head, and a short, puffy-white tail sprouting from her tailbone? Well, Zoey was quickly accustoming herself to the fact not all people here were human, and Fe’s plush, sheep-girl appearance definitely did something for her.

Not that Z...

Ascent 2.05

Zoey’s dreams were odd. Turned out, having her memories wiped by a demanding goddess resulted in dreams that didn’t have much to latch to, and thus, were incoherent. Strange. Twisting and ephemeral. She wouldn’t say they’d been outright upsetting, but they’d been bizarre. More mind-bending than most.

Rosalie’s enthusiastic extracting from Zoey’s lower half had made things up. Zoey’s morning had started off pretty great, all things considered.

Rosalie had, of course...

Spotlight 1.11

“Christ,” Paris said. “Three hundred and eighty.”

The red number blinking at the bottom of the chat display baffled Ava, too. Brooke had suspected a spike in viewers for Ava’s first stream back, but this exceeded expectation; they’d thought Ava would be in the mid to high one-hundreds, about three or four times what she normally got. Then again, Brooke had probably been playing conservative; she tended to be that way: slow and deliberate, cautious, and moderating Ava’s exp...

Ascent 2.04

Zoey’s cock spread Rosalie’s mouth open, and she tasted Zoey’s natural musk, a hint of vanilla on her stroking tongue, the inn’s soap from their showers last night. Her jaw strained to accommodate her size. Rosalie wiggled her head down to get Zoey further in. It took only a few inches before she was hitting the back of her throat. Considering Zoey’s length, it was almost comical how little Rosalie forced down before Zoey was bumping against her tight upper-opening, tickling her gag...

Ascent 2.03

Rosalie d’Celestin had heard that the Fractures—and to a greater extent, their shards—were above all else, capricious. Fickle. No two behaved the same, and even the same shard was prone to aberrancy within its domain. But the one she had shared with her tall, dark-haired companion had been many times odder than she had prepared for, even accounting for this.

It concerned her, truthfully, whether partnering with Zoey would result in similar shards. Would all latch to such … indec...

Ascent 2.02

It was past dark when the outpost came into view. Zoey’s legs ached from the walk. She hadn’t been an inactive person back home, but she’d been exerting herself (in more than a few meanings of the word) constantly since waking ten hours ago, and the activities had taken their toll. Fortunately, she had magical assistance to lean on. The murky-yellow potions they’d looted provided a supernatural boost in stamina which eased her pained muscles, and the blisters she had started to collec...

Spotlight 1.10

Clash: We should talk

Clash: It could’ve happened to anyone.

Clash: Seriously, people are just being dicks. Let’s patrol. No stream, we can talk it through. I’ll tell you all the embarrassing stuff that’s happened to me.

Clash: Please?

Clash: Okay. Well. I’m here if or when you want to chat. Shit happens, it’s not that big of a deal. Promis...

Ascent 2.01

Zoey’s skin went cold, her stomach sank, and the ground was thrown from her feet. For one never-ending second, she was torn apart, scattered to the wind like an urn emptied into the ocean breeze. Then she snapped back to coherency, reassembled in an instant.

She staggered and almost fell, if not for Rosalie’s powerful grip steadying her.

“You really are a novice,” her blonde partner said, amused.

“Woah. That was … trippy.”

Zoey blinked around at their new...

Spotlight 1.09

Ava’s stomach had been squirming since she’d woken up. Today’s the day. This time tomorrow, the local news would be buzzing with the most embarrassing event of Ava’s life. An event so mortifying she felt like she wouldn’t even be able to show her face ever again.

“You’re twitchy today,” Jacky commented. “You good?”

“Oh, no,” Ava said. “I’m fine. I didn’t sleep much. Drank too much coffee. Have the jitters.”

Ava was getting better at p...

Spotlight 1.08

A Super Containment Team, or the SCT as they were more ubiquitously known, arrived at the scene in short order, securing the villainess and taking in the backpack of stolen goods. Ava gave her report, then Clash, the red-haired heroine. Clash didn’t bother to stand up from her splayed-out position while talking to the SCT. She laid on the ground, hands behind her head and still resting from the fight, and gave an irreverently sparse accounting of what had gone down. The SCT agent diligently...

Ascent 1.15

[Alabaster Gloves of Focus]: Uncommon. Aids the neophyte spellcaster in quicker, more coherent casting of spells.

“Finally,” Rosalie said. “Functional equipment. And something perfectly suited for you.”

Zoey frowned down at the tiny gloves in her hands. “They won’t fit.” Maybe Zoey’s old body could have crammed the small piece of clothing on, but Zoey’d grown by a non-insignificant amount; she was much taller than the average girl, now, and her hands wer...

Ascent 1.14

Swimming down through the lake of slime was uncomfortable, but all things considered, not especially difficult. Exhausted as Zoey was from her thorough ‘fight’ with Mel, her arms and legs ached as she struggled her way through the surprisingly loose liquid—not nearly as clinging as it appeared. She even sank with ease, not floating, and spurred on by her long strokes, quickly descended.

She reached the bottom and hit air—then tumbled eight feet and toppled, landing on her back i...

Ascent 1.13

After Zoey’s third orgasm, and Mel’s eighth, she was starting to lose hope.

Zoey had expected the slime-girl would be long-lasting, on account of her being a magical dungeon’s final boss, and by matter of her wanting to fight through the proxy of fucking. But eight times? And they hadn’t been gentle climaxes. Her whole body had been a shaking, twitching mess each time, turning the slime-girl’s brain to mush as she whined and spat obscenities and lewd nonsense, but sti...

Ascent 1.12

“So,” Mel said. “The best part of my body. Wanna guess what it is?”

“Mmm. There’s a lot to pick from.”

Mel beamed, and slapped Zoey's shoulder. “Stop it, you flirt. Here. In my opinion, it’s this.” Mel’s hand slid to the top of Zoey’s cock, the base of her palm positioned flat against the tip. Zoey got the briefest inkling of what was about to happen, and then Mel pressed down.

Zoey’s cock sank into the sticky substance, slowly filling up Mel’s ar...

Ascent 1.11

Zoey’s stomach clenched as she emptied herself onto Rosalie’s face. Rosalie pumped diligently away, reverting to her hands from the previous use of her tits and mouth, and expertly milked out Zoey’s sticky delivery.

Zoey really couldn’t understate how amazing Rosalie’s hands were. It didn't make sense how they were so soft, yet so powerful. Probably her upbringing, her extensive training in combat, which resulted in strength and dexterity in equal measure. And a helping of nat...

Ascent 1.10

Rosalie lay next to her odd companion, heart finally slowing from its gallop, panting receding, and her brain returning to its better senses.

Mind no longer foggy from lust, several realizations dawned on her.

First, that the absolutely wicked things Zoey had done with her hands, the pleasure that she’d coaxed out of Rosalie’s begging lower half, had been almost unbelievable. That if Rosalie hadn’t seen Zoey’s tabula anima herself, hadn’t seen the listing of all the skil...

Ascent 1.09

Zoey had never been a person to sulk, so Rosalie’s less-than-encouraging statement didn’t keep her stuck in the mud for long. If anything, it let Zoey know that she needed to be putting greater effort in. That if she wanted Rosalie as a long-term addition to this adventure, Zoey needed to take the serious side of her lewd transmigration more … well, seriously.

And she wanted that. To have Rosalie by her side for the extended future. A surprising amount. The reminder that Zoey coul...