Pick Your Poison
Heat 5.8
[Sunday, December 12, 2010]
"I'm not wearing that." I insisted, standing in front of the bathroom of my apartment crossing my arms and down to wearing just my pants with Pantera holding up a goddamn black speedo. I don't care if there aren't any trunks with a hole for my tail and that a speedo would stay on just as well under my tail. I am not. Wearing. A THONG.
"C'mon~! For us?" Pantera, wearing a full yellow sundress, had the gall to plead.
"No." I mean, come on girls! There's not even anything down there to ogle!
"Please~?" Pantera simpered, her eyes seeming to get bigger and watery.
"Stop that." Please no, not the eyes…that's not fair~!
"Stop what~?" Pantera asked in false confusion as she pouted her kitty lips and sniffled.
"Ugh! Fine!" I gave in, as usual, snatching the black swimming thong and storming into the bathroom. "But I'm still wearing shorts over them until we're swimming!" Which was a stupid idea anyway. It may be Hawaii, but it's the middle of winter. I doubt the ocean is warm enough.
"Fine by me." Bitch called through the door. She was wearing a halter top and jeans like at the PRT, but I didn't see a swimsuit top behind her backless shirt. I hope she's not going nude...I don't think I could handle that.
"We're also going to get souvenirs and other things too Andrew, so don't forget to bring money if you want to get anything." Taylor informed as I stripped down and pulled on the speedo, giving it a loud snap, making me jump at how it hugged my milky white scales like a second skin.
"Oh~ I heard that!" Pantera cooed, and I grumbled as I opened the door and walked out, feeling warm as my harem sans Sophia all ogled me. "Woo! Unf, and he's ours girls!"
"Whoa…." Taylor blushed, wearing a similar yellow sundress as Pantera.
"Girls. I don't even have anything to see down there right now. Why is this getting you going?" I questioned, only for me to yelp as Bitch got behind me and slapped my tight ass, sending my floor-length tail upwards in surprise.
"That's why. Get ready." Bitch smirked her toothy doggy smile, making me shiver. She rarely smiled unless she was being very open with her positive feelings.
"We'll see you at the Bay Platform." Pantera eagerly gushed, before she and the other two ran from my apartment. With a sigh, I went to our bedroom, found some black shorts, and made sure my phone and wallet were in my pockets. I also grabbed a few towels. I hope I'm not the only one who thought to bring towels.
I checked in on the man-o-wars and the budding polyps in their separate tanks on the way out. The former are still healthy and the latter are already pupating. By the time I get back I think I'll be ready to dump a bucket of Mannus into that vat. That was for later however. I jogged out of my lab and towards the Bay Platform. "Holy shit that is hot!" I felt my quills flare and I looked to the group to see Sophia was with us now, wearing jeans and a white T-shirt as she talked to the girls which now included Emma who wore much the same though with jean shorts.
I figure Surge making our bodies more able to retain heat is why nobody is really feeling the freezing cold of winter out here. "Run by me again how we're going to go without Guises and not Out everyone not a hybrid?" I questioned, because seriously, while nobody in Hawaii might recognize us, people will be taking photos for sure, and all it takes is one person to recognize somebody on the internet to cause a huge shitstorm.
"Because Leet has a VI on the prowl to snatch up any images of our likeness. Don't worry hun, this isn't something you need to constantly be worrying over." Pantera declared as she rubbed my shoulders on approach, and I chuffed my odd little bark before tossing a towel at her, followed by the others.
"Thanks Andrew, but Squealer made sure to have a Skiff loaded up with all of the necessities since so many people are coming." Taylor informed me, and I sighed.
"How is this a date with everyone and their granny coming along?" It was weird enough to consider such a large group as a date. I mean, if it was just four of us a double-date would've made sense, but they're all dating me...and each other...eugh, why is this so complicated?
"It's called a day trip Predator, don't get so territorial. That's her job." Sophia thumbed at Rachel, who had thus far been content to stay quiet. She only responded with a huff and a nod.
"Just because so many people are coming along doesn't mean we can't spend the time together." Pantera cheerfully insisted, to which I had to begrudgingly agree. It just felt out of place to not have the time together with some degree of privacy. I'm still very uncomfortable with being in a harem. I miss the time I was an emotionless shell sometimes. I wouldn't even be bothered by this then. Or if I didn't have to worry about the feelings of four other people.
"I get it girls. I do. So how're we going to do this? There's a lot of us and this time we're not scrambling." My question was answered by the PA system ringing.
"Alright everyone! We'll hold down the fort here. Anyone going to Hawaii load up into the incoming Skiffs." Trainwreck announced, and soon five Skiffs all gently floated into place along the loading platform, the hatches opening invitingly with their steps touching the platform before everyone began filing into them like this was an actual train station. "All aboard for Kahalu'u Beach Hawaii." Is Trainwreck getting a kick out of manning a near-literal train station?
"You girls already picked a beach?" I figured they'd want to do something more bold, like go for a stroll through a town. Maybe I'm underestimating their ability to consider consequences.
"I didn't pick shit. I don't know jack about Hawaii besides it's supposed to be nice." Sophia shrugged as we entered the last Skiff on the end. "Taylor's the one who did all the research."
"Yeah! She's our little bookworm!" Emma declared proudly as she hugged her once-again friend, who was extremely flustered and unable to make eye contact.
"I didn't do that much. I just did an afternoon of reading tourist websites to see where we could go without getting mobbed by people." Taylor humbly explained before leering at Rachel. "But that was before a certain dog had to howl to the moon about it."
"Shut it or I won't eat you tonight." Rachel blandly replied, getting Taylor to turn so red I thought she might be mutating into a tomato. "They'd know anyway."
"We'd have to tell someone where we're taking the portal to." Pantera shrugged, and shortly we were through the portal. Dang these new Skiffs are even smoother in flight than the old model. I didn't notice us taking off and we never even sat down.
We looked out the window to see the Big Island below us in the morning light...wait. "Isn't the sun a little too low?" I covered my eyes as looking East the sun was still fairly low in the sky, nowhere near dawn but still, it was just overhead before.
"Woops...uh, Hawaii is 5 hours behind Brockton Bay. We left around 1pm, so it's maybe around 8am here?" Taylor mentally calculated. "So we'll have to leave by Four here if we want to get back to the Bay by Nine." She considered before we swiftly flew down and the Skiffs parked in a convenient parking lot which was nearly barren due to the time of year, and the fact distant travel tourism was on a major decline thanks to the Endbringers. Especially Leviathan.
"Everybody ready for a beach party~!" Crowed Adam as he rushed for the supply Skiff and pulled out a gas grill, getting a chorus of cheers from the crowd as half of everyone who came with us rushed to help him set up and the other half ran straight for the cove beach.
"Okay girls, we talked about this. I'm first." Taylor declared, and I blinked before she grabbed my hand and practically tugged me along towards the beach, the others grumbling as they migrated towards the forming bbq party at the picnic tables closer to the parking lot.
"W-wait! I thought we were all doing this together!" I managed to keep pace with my old friend now girlfriend who slowed down once we were fairly alone given the distance between us and everyone else.
"Not...exactly. Andrew, do you know why harems with mutual partners fail?" Taylor asked of me, and I chuffed my unique bark with a shake of my head. "Mostly it's because of incompatibility. Otherwise it's because someone doesn't want to share. Other times it's because the other members fall for each other more and splinter the group with negative fallout from the mass break-up."
"Oh...kay? Taylor. I'm the one being tugged between you four like a toy. I like each of you for your individual characteristics. You're an adorkable girl with a strong moral compass I trust deeply. Pan is a dominating person who can control me like I'm her pet and is so affectionate I'm surprised we spend any time beyond the bedroom. Rachel is...she's just...I want to protect her, help her. She's not right in the head, but she's got such a sweet side past her harsh exterior. And Sophia...well, I fucking hate her. But I just can't...I can't explain it. She drives me wild and makes me want to keep her around even though she pisses me off." I ranted as we neared the water, tossing my towel by the dryline on the sand.
"Exactly. You feel differently about all of us. Some of us you'll have a meaningful relationship with, others a 'friends-with-benefits' level of attachment, and maybe you'll even despise some of us. This date isn't just to spend time with you. It's to see how well we mesh together." Taylor stated with dead seriousness, before getting sad. "We haven't been able to do that. We know we like you, but we haven't been able to establish why."
"That's going to take more than one date Tay." I stated the obvious, to which she snorted before pulling her sundress up, and tossing it next to her towel. "...That has no right to be so hot." I felt warm again, Taylor was wearing a simple black one-piece that contrasted well with her pale skin and was so skintight I could even see the shape of her DD-cup breasts. "You might as well be naked."
"That's what I said." Taylor huffed with her face still tinted red. "But anyway, let's swim." Taylor ran out into the water which was fairly shallow, something outlined well by how even halfway out into the cove, the water only went up to her chest. "C'mon Andrew!"
At that invitation, I nervously shucked off my shorts, and quickly ran into the water, diving once it seemed deep enough. Wow. The water isn't all that cold, and I just realized it was a balmy temperature above the water. Hawaii has temperate winters. I took as deep a breath as possible, and dove down, my eyes surprisingly handling the salty ocean water like it was nothing. It was so beautiful. So many vibrant colors and shapes of corals and rocks.
I surfaced once I reached Taylor and she squeaked as my breach splashed her. "Wow you got out here fast!" Taylor commented, before squeaking again as I put my hands on her hips and rested the bottom of my muzzle between her breasts, looking up at her as I hummed contently. "H-hey...we should be swimming?"
"I'm finally alone with one of you in a safe environment that isn't a bedroom Taylor. I want to savor this." I replied, nosing her throat and gently pressing against her. She slowly wrapped her arms around me, pressing me into her chest as she rested her chin on my brow. We stood there with the cool water churning around us for a long moment, before I reluctantly let go of her, and she even more reluctantly followed suit. "Okay then. Let's swim lover." I winked and she smiled.
"You have no idea how good it feels to actually hear you say something like that." Taylor softly stated as her brilliant wide smile split her pretty face and made her the most beautiful young woman in the world for a moment, taking my breath away. "Now let's swim!" Taylor splashed me, and I laughed as I returned the attack. We then proceeded to play an endless game of tag that never got old. Especially not when the one who was caught rewarded the other with a kiss.
[Pick Your Poison]
"My turn!" I was feeling a bit tired by the time Pantera called to us from the nearest shore maybe an hour later, but considering how precious this whole scenario with Taylor was, I didn't regret it, or the incoming bout of exercise Pantera was likely to put me through. Hm...maybe if I made a bacteria that symbiotically performs a sort of photosynthesis for whatever it's on…. "Hey~! Don't eat into my Andy time Tay!"
"Hold on! I get this is important, but don't rush it!" Taylor called back, looking at me sadly. "I want to keep doing this, maybe even go someplace more private...but that'd be selfish." Taylor kissed me before we had to swim for shore. "Okay, he's all yours Pantera. Don't tire him out too much for Rachel and Sophia." Taylor joked as she grabbed her dress and towel, walking away.
"No promises~!" Pantera lilted before practically ripping her bbq sauce stained dress off, and I choked. "You like~?" Pantera put her arms behind her head and thrust her huge H-cup bosom forward, practically making the stretchy material of her yellow pretzel suit scream. The sides of her boobs were nearly completely exposed, her cleavage was from top to bottom of her bust, and the way the bands around her abdomen kept it all together just highlighted her musculature.
"I-i-i-it's v-v-very...You…." I managed to get out as I clutched the front of my speedo, trying to keep Little Andrew from escaping my genital slit and punching a hole through my only form of modesty as she span around, revealing her bottom wasn't covered at all, the suit pretty much floss between her big tight ass cheeks. "And I thought Taylor's suit was obscene…."
"Ha! If you think this is bad, wait until you see Rachel's!" Pantera's claim had me frozen at considering what could be more obscene than this erotic monster that Pantera was wearing. "Now c'mon! Into the water with you!" I yelped as Pantera handily lifted me over her head, sprinted into the shallows, and threw me with all her herculean might into the depths of the cove, which stung slightly from the impact.
I swam up and took a gasp of breath before I lost it at being impacted in the gut by a torpedo, and gasped again when I felt powerful hands clutching my butt before Pantera surfaced to reveal she was the culprit and grinning cattily up at me. "P-Pan. This isn't the sort of place for-."
"Oh it is the sort of place for these things~." Pantera cooed as she pressed her boobs into my pelvis, making me go ramrod stiff atop the water as she pulled me down a bit for a searing kiss. Thankfully, it quickly softened into a chaste affair, her hugging me to her and purring as the water matted her fur and made her seem a tiny bit smaller and defining her shape and muscles even more. "Mm...this is so nice." She cooed as she grinded her crotch against my thigh.
"Geez Pan. Is having sex nearly every night not enough for you?" I'm kinda terrified of that concept. I mean, we haven't done much more than what she said was 'vanilla' but I think I might actually need a harem to manage her libido if I'm not enough to satisfy her. Isn't that an emasculating thought….
"Not really, no. I'm so damn horny all the time Andrew. Rachel and Taylor help, but I need a big." She grabbed my groin under the water and I hissed. "Thick." She squeezed my thigh, making me shudder. "Strong." Then, she moved up, leaving my pelvic area alone and kissing me gently. "Sensitive." She then squeezed her thighs together on me, making me gasp. "Man. So far, you're the only guy I've ever met who meets all of those requirements."
"Unf...you're such a tease Pan. But aren't we supposed to be bonding?" It was so hard not to turn this from a heavy makeout session into a proper screwing with how she was tormenting me. God I love this woman. She knows just how to get me going physically. "We always go for physical pleasure. We never talk about anything. Especially not about you." My words made her stop molesting me, and she backed off with her ears tilted back.
"You...don't want to know about me." Pantera defended meekly, and I used my hands on her feline cheeks to gently make her look at me.
"Pan. I do want to know about you. You never talk about your past. What you like or dislike beyond sex and intimacy. I want to get to know the woman who practically smashed in the door to my life when I just opened it a tiny crack." I moved in and kissed her gently, getting a crooning whimper from her as she meekly put her hands on my shoulders even as I stopped the lip contact. "Please? Trust me?" This hurt, but this is just one step hopefully in the right direction.
"...I do trust you...but I'm so ashamed…." Pantera sniffled, clearly not wanting to talk about herself in any meaningful way, so I took her hands in mine, clutching them firmly.
"Then trust me to accept you for Who you are, not What you are, or what made you who you are." I insisted, and Pantera shuddered with her eyes closed, mouthing words silently.
"Okay...alright. I'm Kathleen Fields. I'm a fucked-up waste of space former drug-addict so damn insecure with herself I can't even confide in the guy I love." Pantera simpered, and I nuzzled her neck as I let her wrap her arms around me for emotional strength. Something I can't bolster...or, can I? "I was raised alone by my fucking ass of a father. He hit me. He...he…."
"Shh...shh...if you don't want to, I won't force you." I redacted. If it was this painful then she needed a professional. I may have read some books on psychology, but I barely knew anything compared to an expert. I'm far from the right person to play armchair therapist.
"But I already did! To Uncle Geno! He just, guessed, or threw guesses at me until I confirmed them though. It wasn't this painful." Pantera squeezed me, and I thanked my superhuman constitution that saved me from being snapped in half by her immense power. "I wasn't pouring out my heart to the guy who I care the most about. The guy I would die for if you just asked."
"I will never do such a thing!" I declared, hugging her back, and we floated there, treading water as she hiccuped and whined into my chest. "Pan. I Love you. I don't know if it's the sort of love that makes marriages work or couples to stay together through strife, but know that I do love you." I kissed her forehead, and she whined as she hugged me tighter, sobbing into my chest.
We stayed like that for a long while. I was thankful the rest of the crew were giving us space as we floated towards the shore. By the time our respective talons and paws were touching ground again, Pantera had stopped crying and looked exhausted, but content. "Thank you Andrew."
"This is what I'm for, isn't it? I'm not just a toy to you?" I asked for clarification with a bit of humor to my tone, making her chuckle before kissing me chastely, humming through her nose.
"Not a chance Lover Mine." Pantera huskily declared. "But you're a beast in bed babe, don't ever think you're not worth pining after for your body as well as for you." She kissed me again, and sighed as we parted at last and moved to the shore. "I'm exhausted from all that crying. I'm gonna go ahead and give you over to Rachel sooner than planned. Also I'm suddenly starving."
The loud roar of my stomach solidified that I was indeed ravenous, and I licked my jaws as we gathered our clothes and towels. "Sounds good to me." At least I got to better know the person behind the oversexed front she puts up all the time. But then again, that's part of who she is, I just refuse to let her hide behind it anymore. I love the girl, and she loves me back. The least I can do is support her emotionally, as well as physically. I watched her sashay back towards the bbq party. Instead of eyeing her rear though, I just watched her in whole, feeling...happier.