Under the Lake

There was no time to refuse the nymphs. Before I could even comprehend what was happening, they had me fully dressed and all but dragged me to the beach. Unnecessary in my opinion, given I would have followed them either way.

The few early risers were up and about, but with breakfast still about an hour and a half away, most campers were still enjoying their last moments of sleep. Of those who were walking around, a few watched as I was dragged to the shore by two overenthusiastic nymphs. Well, more like one nymph. Palírroia took the lead, one hand wrapped tightly around my wrist while she did the same with Thŷella.

I'm pretty sure Miranda waved to me as we rushed by her cabin's little garden, but I was more concerned with not tripping over myself, and making sure nobody saw the tent in my pants.

Both girls giggled as we approached the canoe lake. For all of the things I was grateful for, in the moment, it was how close the lake was to the cabins. I could only imagine trying to rush across the entire camp with a raging boner.

"We have arrived," Palírroia said in a sing-song voice. "Now where are they all hiding?"

"Wait," I said. "Did you want to do this right here on the shore?"

"Where else would we do it?" Thŷella asked. "The idea is for them to see us. Or… perhaps you do not wish to go through with this? Should we return to your bed? Because we can—"

"No, that's not it. We can still do this, but we can't do this in front of the entire camp."

I pondered over the dilemma for a little while. As I did, both nymphs occupied themselves with wandering along the edge of the shore. The naiads were definitely starting to take notice. Some popped up and waved. Others, likely the ones from the day before, frowned at the sight of my two nymphs.

Several ideas swam through my head. Anything from finding a big rock to hide behind to circling around to the far side of the lake. But the more ideas that came by, the less and less feasible they seemed.

That's when my thoughts drifted to a night from almost a year ago. One in which I got the last laugh on a bunch of campers who decided to intrude on Annabeth and myself.

"Follow me." I took a hand from both and pulled them after me for a change.

Step by step, we waded into the lake. Where most people would have to start kicking their feet to tread water, we simply followed the slope of the sandy basin and submerged ourselves completely underwater.

To absolutely no surprise, their dresses dissolved away. Though Palírroia was almost perfectly camouflaged in the water, Thŷella stood out like a piece of coral.

Every step we took was watched by the naiads of the lake. Some watched with piqued curiosity. Others with a bitter envy, as if they already knew exactly what was about to happen. And of course there were a select few we rescued who approached us more giddily than the rest.

"Are you certain about this, Master?" Palírroia tightened her grip on my hand. "On the shore, we could escape with haste if they retaliated. But now we are in the middle of their domain."

"I don't think you understand just how much sway I have over them. This might be their domain, but they know better than to mess with me. Especially when I'm down here with them."

One of the naiads drifted to us with an expression of innocent curiosity. Given her distinct lack of clothing, I reasoned she must have been one of the many we'd rescued.

"Are you here to help us settle in?" she asked. "We have already anchored, per your approval."

"I'm happy to hear that, but no. We're here to give you all a show."

She tilted her head and frowned. "A show? First you save us, now you want to perform for us?"

"Not exactly. But yesterday, certain individuals—" I glanced at one of the scowling naiads "—did something they shouldn't have. So we're here to give you all a show."

Her curious expression faded away into a dark blue blush which reached her neck.

"Oh," she said in a small voice. "That's… um… thoughtful."

"You need not observe," Palírroia said. "This is intended for those who attacked me yesterday."

"It's okay," she replied, her cheeks nearly indigo. "This could be really… informative."

Without another word, she swam away and tucked herself behind a large rock, save for her head, which peeked out over it.

"She spent many years with us," Palírroia whispered. "One of the very few who escaped my father's wrath. She has probably seen more displays between Thŷella and me than any other."

"I'm… not really sure what to do with that information."

The remaining naiads watched wordlessly as we walked by. Once the sunlight started to dim, we kicked off from the surface and swam into the very center of the lake.

Naiads surrounded us. Everywhere we turned, at least one of them watched on with curiosity or excitement. Of course, there was the occasional scowling naiad, but they couldn't seem to look away.

I'm not going to lie; this was intimidating. It's one thing to say I'll perform in front of dozens of nymphs. It's another to plunge right in the middle of them.

I forced an ironically dry swallow.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked.

"So many," Palírroia said in awe. "More than any audience we have performed for."

"Yes!" Thŷella squealed. "The bigger the audience, the better! We'll show them!"

We drifted into the center. Thŷella bubbled with excitement while Palírroia fiddled anxiously with her hair.

"How exactly do you want to do this?"

"However you want, Master," Thŷella giggled. She hugged me from behind and kissed my neck. "Shall I prepare you?"

"How?"

Her hand slipped under my shorts and took hold of my erection. "In any way you desire."

Despite my common sense screaming at me to return to the surface and just fuck Thŷella senseless in my cabin, all of my blood had long since left my brain and rushed downward. And let's face it, as sensitive as I was, there was no denying her what she wanted.

She gently stroked my shaft, occasionally running her thumb over the tip.

Whether by fate or sheer force of will, I didn't blow my load right on the spot. But as I slowly turned to face Thŷella, I wasn't sure how long that would last.

"Lean back a bit," I said. "Time to give them a show."

Her already pale eyes seemed to light up even further the moment I said those words. She nibbled at her finger for a moment.

"As you wish, Master."

While she drifted backwards and sprawled out before me, I moved to lower my pants. The idea was simply to pull them down just a little bit, but Palírroia had other ideas.

"Please, allow me," she said.

Her deft fingers had my clothes off in record time. With every piece stripped from me, the surrounding naiads fawned and cooed ever so slightly. If they were capable of drooling underwater, I'm sure they would have.

"Much better," Palírroia said, stripping off my last sock and stacking it precariously on the pile amassed on her shoulder.

Her eyes lingered on my cock for a few seconds. She palmed it with a satisfied hum, then gave it a parting kiss before pulling away. Despite my itch to follow her and make her the star of our little show, I refocused my attention on Thŷella.

She was already preparing herself. Licking her lips, she had her gaze locked on me, despite her blindness. Both hands were fondling her full breasts. Those lovely legs of hers, though not nearly as lean as Zoë from the night before, were spread wide open. I'd already enjoyed that delicate and delicious pussy of hers before, but it was no less appetizing to look at.

"Please, Master," she moaned. "I'm ready for you. Use me however you wish."

If we weren't already underwater, I could only imagine how soaking wet her pussy was. One of her hands trailed down and played with her clit.

I kicked my legs and propelled myself forward. As I cut through the water, every pair of eyes was locked on me. Every naiad watched my approach. I could swear a few of them gasped when I reached her and grabbed one of her legs.

"Mmm, yes, Master. Take me! Please!"

My eyes roamed over her voluptuous body once more. Every curve of hers was perfectly sculpted. She was tight and firm in all the right places, but was equally soft and supple in all the others. For as much as it killed me to admit it, those slavers knew exactly what they were doing with her. They had successfully molded Thŷella into a perfect sex doll.

She floated there, holding her open pose. Her fingers stopped diddling her clit and stroked my hand. That brought me out of my reverie.

"As you wish."

I brushed my dick over her pussy lips. She instantly bucked her hips forward to grind against me in a sinfully fluid motion. Across her lips stretched a lascivious grin.

All around us, the naiads watched with bated breaths. Even Palírroia, who earlier voiced her anxiety, seemed caught up in the moment and floated a mere arm's length away. Her eyes were intently focused on where our hips met. Her hands were focused on pleasuring her body in any way she could come up with.

With all of the attention, I was half expecting some serious performance anxiety. Instead, I found myself harder than ever. Whether from Thŷella's special touch or the excitement of having such a captivated audience, I couldn't tell you. All I knew was how painfully hard my cock was and how badly I wanted to be inside of her.

I slowly slid into her pussy. A collective gasp let out. All the while, she shivered as I pushed deeper inside her.

"Mmm… Master."

That moan of hers could give a eunuch an erection and charm even the most chaste of nuns out of her panties. And if that wasn't enough, the silky wet embrace of her tight pussy was, in a word, angelic. I swear to you, I could almost imagine a choir of sirens singing the blisses of such sinful delights. Such were the rapturous pleasures of being inside Thŷella.

Her hands could control my sensitivity with but a thought. But inside her pussy, that power was unrivaled. I was perfectly sensitized to experience every ridge, twitch, and quiver of her pussy all without worrying about the pains of overstimulation. Despite only being halfway through my first thrust, the euphoria trailing up my spine left me dizzy.

And I wanted more of it.

Even underwater, her pussy was slick and full of juices. Such was the benefit of oceanids I suppose. Those juices didn't spill down her ass like they would above water. Rather, they drifted about us. The warmth was oddly satisfying in the otherwise cool water. I almost thought I could taste her.

The silky walls of her pussy lovingly squeezed my cock. She all but sucked me in. With every inch that passed, she grew tighter and tighter.

"Ooooh!" she moaned.

Her purple skin shimmered in the filtered morning light. As did her hair, which drifted around her head like a wispy halo. My thrust pushed her backwards through the water by a bit, but we were still a fair distance from any surface.

While trying not to blow my load in a single thrust, I slowly pulled out of her. She moaned softly as my cockhead brushed her walls. Right as I was nearly free of her pussy, I drove deeply back into her. Then I slowly pulled back out only to thrust into her again.

As my pace steadily increased, her legs wobbled under the harsh impacts of my thrusts. There was no denying it. I may not have been fucking her fast. Not yet at least. But I was fucking her hard!

"Mmmn! M—more! Master! More!"

Palírroia drifted up to us. She bit down on her lip and moaned, fingers frantically plunging in and out of her pussy. Her head dipped down to where my cock buried into Thŷella's pussy. Her tongue peeked out from behind her lips, as if eager to taste us both.

So I gave her that taste.

Quicker than she could react, I pulled out of Thŷella and plunged my cock into Palírroia's mouth. She went wide eyed in shock, but quickly slipped my cock down her throat. Her graceful bobbing did nothing to cool my hot blooded desire, and her tongue worked a magic nearly as wonderful as Thŷella's electricity.

She pulled away with a satisfying slurp, humming to herself before diving for my balls. While Thŷella's pussy was wonderful for my cock, it unfortunately didn't have the same effect on my balls. Palírroia's mouth was another story. That skilled tongue of hers meshed perfectly with her soft lips, and kept my desire at a raging boil.

Satisfied after a few seconds, she turned her attention to Thŷella, who whimpered softly at the loss of attention. Palírroia pleasured her pussy with practiced ease. Thŷella writhed and whimpered under the delicate strokes of her best friend's tongue.

While the two of them busied themselves, I took a glance at our audience. All around us, naiads stared with equal parts shock and glee. The few from the day before looked torn. A couple wore a mask of outrage, but most of them broke and joined their fellow nymphs in ripping off their clothes and masturbating to the sight of us fucking.

At last, Palírroia pulled away with a soft suckle at her clit. I didn't even have a chance to move before she grabbed my cock and guided it back into Thŷella.

I wasted no time in being gentle. She wanted it hard and fast, so I would give it to her. While she massaged her breasts and screamed, I sped up and really put my weight behind every thrust as I pounded into her. Each slap of our hips together all but sent shockwaves throughout the water.

Thŷella wasn't alone in her moaning. Not only did Palírroia writhe and cry out in ecstasy, but the surrounding naiads did as well. Odd as it may have been, they seemed to respond to my thrusts almost as powerfully as Thŷella did.

The nymph in question flailed about, arching her back and dragging her fingers through her hair. Her legs spasmed and kicked around. The juices leaking from her wafted around us, soaking us in her warmth.

Palírroia moved to try and kiss me, but nearly took an involuntary kick to the face. In a feat of underwater acrobatics, I pulled out of Thŷella and twisted her onto her side before slipping back into her once more, and continued fucking her for all I was worth.

With Thŷella's legs a safe distance away, Palírroia surged forward and wrapped me up in a passionate embrace. Those soft lips of hers slammed against mine with equal parts lust and ferocity. While her tongue explored the intricacies of my mouth, I grabbed Thŷella's leg and continued slamming myself into her.

The slippery pussy tightened down and quivered with every slap. Her bountiful ass jiggled against my hips. Her breasts swayed back and forth as I fucked her through the water.

"Yes, Master," Palírroia rasped, nibbling my jaw and rubbing my abs. "Take her. Make her yours. We belong to you. You and no one else!"

Her nimble fingers massaged the incredible euphoria out of my pelvis and into my stomach.

I leaned down for another kiss, but she slipped behind me and hugged herself to my back. While she busied herself with kissing my shoulder and neck, her hands roamed my body, occasionally marking me with her nails.

Thŷella screamed again, head bobbing with every thrust I made.

Difficult as it may have been, she tried pushing back against me as I pounded into her. She rolled her hips in time with my thrusts, letting me fuck her at a new angle each time.

Her whole body trembled. Even with my arm wrapped around her leg, her spasming muscles nearly threw me off of her. Still, I persisted.

Despite the effort I was putting in, I wasn't anywhere close to tired. Not with the water constantly fueling me with energy. So rather than let all that pent up energy go to waste, I sped up even further.

The water rippled and shook from the weight of my thrusts. All of the nymphs, especially Palírroia, moaned out in ecstasy. It shouldn't be possible to hear me slam up against Thŷella's body, but I could. And those slaps were growing louder and louder.

"Ohh, M—master!" she cried out, raking her fingers through her hair. "Mmmn! Yes! This feels sooo good!"

I hit her sweet spot, leaving her with a stupefied expression. Her mouth hung open as she wobbled around.

My speed finally wore me down. My limit started to approach.

Despite the strain in my muscles, I continued driving my hard cock into her over and over.

She threw her head back as her body quivered in pleasure. Her pussy tightened even more as I hammered into her. With a world-shattering scream, her body writhed.

Waves of euphoria washed over us both. Under the strain of her climax, her body pulsed and rippled.

"You're so tense," Palírroia cooed. "You need to finish."

I was right at the edge, and she chose to help me.

Her hand snaked around my waist and grabbed my throbbing cock. With a few tender strokes, she pushed me past my limit.

Hot semen bubbled out as Palírroia pumped my cock inside of Thŷella's pussy.

Thŷella moaned in satisfaction, biting down on her lip.

"Mmm," Palírroia hummed. "Master, you have so much."

She continued to stroke my cock, milking me of my cum. Each and every drop of it went right into her best friend's pussy.

The euphoria left me lightheaded. Even with the water working its magic on me, I swayed a bit as Thŷella's pussy rippled and spasmed, sucking in every drop of cum I could offer.

When I finally pulled back, my cum started to spill out of her and drifted into the water. Palírroia made short work of that, catching it in her mouth before diving in to lick her pussy. She wasn't as aggressive as before. Rather, she took a soft and almost nurturing approach, massaging away any aches Thŷella might have after our brutal fucking.

That didn't stop Thŷella's body from shaking though. Her body quivered and trembled as Palírroia worked her tongue over and in her pussy.

When she was satisfied that no more cum would drift out of her, Palírroia pulled back and yanked Thŷella in for a deep kiss. It took me a moment to realize she was giving Thŷella the last bits of semen she licked up. Then again, with how they moaned into each others' mouths and rubbed their hands over each others' bodies, I was too occupied enjoying the view to care about why they were kissing.

Speaking of views, all around us, the naiads had gone mostly quiet. They were still fondling themselves, but almost all of them were staring at me with lust and anticipation. A few dared to drift closer to me, especially the one who spoke to us in the beginning.

It may have been in my best interest to back away or tell her to leave, but I was still riding my post-sex high, and wasn't thinking very clearly. Doubly so after the intensity of Thŷella's electricity. So I didn't exactly pull away when her soft fingers brushed over my chest.

"No!"

Both Palírroia and Thŷella surged forward and dragged her away.

"This is our Master! You may not touch him without permission!"

"But… but…" The naiad whimpered pitifully. "He rescued us all. Please let me reward him! Can't I just have a small taste? Can I clean him off?"

The two nymphs looked conflicted, though I couldn't figure out why. Palírroia took a shaky breath of… water and turned to me.

"I have enjoyed you enough today to satisfy me for quite some time. I can still taste you and feel your warmth in my belly."

"As have I," Thŷella said, her voice wavering. "Perhaps… just this once, we could allow it?"

Maybe I was a little too drunk on the pleasure from the morning. Maybe Thŷella fried my brain and I wasn't thinking straight. Maybe the soft and quivering pout of the cute nymph just happened to get to me. Whatever the case was, the last thing I was thinking about was how redundant it was to clean me off underwater.

"Only if you both want her to."

Palírroia offered a soft smile whereas Thŷella's expression was one of wicked glee. The naiad's eyes lit up like fireworks as she rushed forward. Or tried to anyway.

Both nymphs still restrained her, leaving her a whimpering mess.

"You may do so, but on our terms."

Palírroia pulled her forward, with Thŷella following suit. They brought her before me with her arms pinned to her sides. But she didn't seem to care about that. All of her focus was on my semi erect cock dangling in front of her face.

She opened her mouth to suck on it.

"Not yet," Palírroia said. "First, thank him. Thank him for his generosity."

"Thank you, Lord Perseus!" she cried. "Thank you for letting me clean your beautiful cock with my mouth! I would be honored to do this every day if you wish!"

I'm not going to lie, something about the situation got to me. And perhaps it was helped along by me swimming in the life source of so many naiads, but my cock went from half mast to fully erect and throbbing in seconds.

The nymph's eyes glazed over as she watched me grow. Her tongue was already hanging out.

"You may now clean him."

I was expecting her to dive in like a wild animal, but something about the way the nymphs were restraining her brought out a level of submissiveness I didn't expect.

She softly licked my cock, lapping away at it with an almost loving technique. Her neck craned as she tried to reach the sides and top. All the while, her gaze was intently focused on the task at hand.

"May I look you in the eyes?" she asked meekly.

It wasn't even a debate. "Yes," I said, my voice unintentionally coming out deeper than normal.

When she made eye contact, I couldn't help but get a big head. She looked so helpless, but her eyes glimmered like she was staring at her own personal god. All the while, she lovingly licked up and down my cock.

It was probably cleaned ten times over, but neither Palírroia or Thŷella attempted to pull her away. In fact, they seemed to soak in the moment just as much as I did.

"You may now pleasure yourself," Palírroia said, releasing her arm.

She didn't need to tell her twice. The naiad shoved her hand between her legs and plunged her fingers into her pussy. What started as loving licks slowly molded into a hazy thrum of dull pleasure as she moaned into my cock. I could practically see her salivating, if that were possible underwater.

"Master? Have you enough energy for one more?"

Palírroia stroked her fingers softly through the naiad's hair while she worshipped me with her tongue. She kept her eyes locked on me.

"I think I might be able to manage that."

A wicked gleam shone in her eyes. Her fingers slipped out of the naiad's hair and hooked under her chin. She leaned down and pressed her lips to her ear.

"You will now pleasure him to the best of your abilities. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," she whimpered.

There was certainly an essence of pride in Palírroia's expression that I'd never seen before. After everything she's been through, I could only imagine what it felt like to be in control for the first time in her life.

"Good. Now take it all!"

She shoved her head forward, burying her down to the base of my cock. The naiad immediately gagged, but made no efforts to pull away. She kept her eyes locked on mine, desperately seeking my approval.

"Good girl," I said, my voice hoarse.

She continued to gag until Palírroia pulled her back out. Her fingers flew wildly over her pussy lips, bringing her closer than ever to orgasm.

Palírroia curled her fingers under her jaw, pressing her fingers on her cheeks until her mouth was wide open. Thŷella drifted down to her other side and rested a hand on the back of her head.

"We will guide you," Palírroia said. "Do as we say, and you will have your treat. Would you like that?"

"Yesh!" she cried out.

Palírroia loosened her grip on her jaw. "Good. But first, you must beg. Beg our master for what you want."

"Please, my lord! Please let me suck your hard throbbing cock! Please fill my mouth with your hot and sticky cum!"

I couldn't bring myself to muster a response, but my cock practically jumped up at the sight of her begging me.

"I think that was acceptable," Thŷella said. "Her heart is beating so quickly."

"Agreed," Palírroia said, pulling the naiad's mouth open again. "I believe you have earned it for now. Listen to what we say and you shall have enough to make the other nymphs envious for years to come. Understand?"

"Yes, Mistress!"

"Good. Then let us begin."

One rather instructive blowjob later and the three of us left the naiad resting on a nearby bed of kelp. Babbling incoherently, she had long since swallowed a surprisingly large load, but was still licking her lips, as if trying to get more.

All around us, the naiads grew bolder. A couple tried to drag us with them before I could get my clothes back on, but Palírroia made for an oddly intimidating deterrent.

We were forced to flee as the naiads grew more ravenous and desperate. I summoned a current to wash them back, but a number of them dodged out of the way. By the time we broke the surface and beached ourselves, a pair of naiads followed and tried dragging me back underwater, begging me to let them have a turn.

"Begone!" Palírroia snapped, prying one of them off of me. "You should consider yourselves lucky to even watch!"

She tossed her back into the water, then helped me with the last naiad, who had gone for broke and shoved her hand down my pants while sucking on my fingers. Oddly enough, it wasn't myself or Palírroia who managed to pry her off of me. It wasn't even Thŷella, given she was a bit handicapped in a struggle.

A vine whipped around the naiad.

"Ahh! What's this? Let me go!"

"Sorry, honey," Katie said, casually holding a cucumber, from which sprouted a rather massive vine. "That cock is spoken for. So suck on this."

The vine compressed and twirled around her before shoving itself into her mouth. It bulged for a moment before another cucumber popped out from between her lips. She pulled her hand out of my pants to remove the cucumber. In doing so, she gave Katie the perfect opening to flick her wrist and launch the naiad back into the water, still wrapped up in a cucumber vine.

"Much better." Katie slipped the cucumber into her overalls and clapped her hands. "I'm going to take a wild assumption and say you did something to provoke them?"

It took my brain a couple seconds to catch up, but I finally cleared my head when Thŷella stumbled into my side.

"What makes you say that?"

She simply pointed to the lake. "Call it deductive reasoning."

As I should have expected, a couple dozen naiads poked their heads above the water. Some angry. Others desperate. There were even a few with massive grins.

"Fair enough. And on the note of wild assumptions, should I assume you were practicing again?"

It was really an attempt to catch her off guard, but she didn't slip up for a second.

"You're damn right. My gag reflex is pretty good about this by now, but having a load blown down my throat will still take some work to get used to. Of course, I could always practice on the real thing…"

"I just blew three loads in the past hour or so. Give a guy a break."

She quirked an eyebrow. "For you, that's actually really impressive. So who was the lucky lady?"

Only then did she actually take a moment to observe my nymphs. Of the two of them, only Thŷella was struggling to stand without help.

"Welcome to the club!"

She rushed forward and wrapped her up in a hug. Thŷella seemed to almost short circuit when she did, but made an attempt to return it.

"By the way, gorgeous as you two might be, it might be in your best interest to get some clothes on."

In my boneheaded haste, I completely forgot about their soaked bodies. Downside of having a near permanent dry spell on me.

"I'll take care of that."

With a flick of my wrist, all the water flew off their bodies and back into the lake. Their chitons manifested almost instantly.

I took a glance around to see if anyone noticed them. Unfortunately, a camper from the Apollo cabin was giving me a shiteating grin and a thumbs up. Whatever. As long as he doesn't cause any problems.

"Not that I don't appreciate the help— Thank you, by the way —but what brought you around here?"

Katie shifted her weight, pushing out her hip. "Annabeth came by. Told me about a meeting after breakfast. She was also asking where you were, since you apparently weren't in your cabin."

"Um, yeah." I rubbed the back of my head. "I was kind of busy."

"That's what Miranda told me. Said you walked by and disappeared in the lake. So here I am."

"Well, I appreciate the help. Breakfast should be soon though, right? Because I'm starving. How about we—"

"Get back here, you filthy malaka!"

For the briefest of moments, I thought someone was screaming at me. It didn't help that the last time this particular individual spoke to me, it wasn't exactly on the most gracious terms.

All of us snapped our attention to the cabins. What we saw left me confused and worried, but Katie couldn't wipe the grin off her face.

Connor rushed to the shore. I'm not sure anyone has really given any credit to the children of Hermes, often citing them for their mischievous behavior and penchant for acquiring stolen goods. However, they were fast. Really fast. The Stoll brothers especially, capable of putting many mortal track runners to shame.

Imagine my shock as we watched him run in our direction with a massive grin on his face. Phoebe was trailing after him, keeping pace. That would have been impressive in its own right, especially given the sheer size difference between them. But that impressiveness dialed up to eleven when we realized she was dragging Travis along for the ride, her fingers curled up in his shaggy hair.

In other words, Travis was better off wrestling the Nemean lion.

Katie and I shared a glance before taking action. She jutted out her cucumber while I thrust my hand forward. A tendril of water and a massive vine shot towards Connor, who wasn't quite agile enough to dodge out of the way.

"Yo! Come on! What gives?! It was just a prank!" Connor squirmed in his restraints, but Katie and I each wrapped up one of his arms, using our powers to dangle him a foot off the ground.

Phoebe reached us, dragging a very banged up Travis along with her. Despite me just leaving the lake, she was the one who looked soaked. She was covered head to toe with some kind of really shiny pale fluid. There was murder in her eyes. Honestly, I didn't want to ask what happened.

"What did you two do this time?" Katie asked in exasperation.

"Snitches get stitches," Connor yelped.

"I already need stitches," Travis groaned, the side of his face starting to swell.

"They dumped a vat of… whatever this is, all over me when I left the cabin. Some of the others were hit as well."

"It's just lube," Connor chirped. "It's super easy to wash. One trip to the camp store, and—"

"You both run the camp store." Katie crossed her arms.

"And I thought lube was clear." I squinted and took a closer look at the fluid, which was covered in white patches.

A chill settled in my spine.

"You didn't…"

"Communal donation," Travis groaned, sounding ironically pleased with himself. "Courtesy of the Hermes and Apollo cabins. Some of us at least."

I'd never seen a person turn so red so quickly in my life. Phoebe shivered, her rage had gone from a forest fire to a world ending event.

"Wait. You actually went through with that part?" Connor blanched.

"Of course! We have to commit. Otherwise, it's pointle— AHH!"

Phoebe yanked him up by his hair, only to slam him face first into the sand.

"Oh, gods," Connor mumbled. "I didn't know about that par—"

Katie and I snapped him backwards and sent him flying into the center of the lake, soaring over the heads of the naiads, who continued to watch.

Phoebe flipped Travis up by his hair, only to slam his back on the shore with enough force to knock the wind out of me for just watching. She proceeded to stomp on his stomach, which didn't help his wheezing.

"Easy there, little lion," Katie mused. "We're trying to send a message, not kill him. Speaking of which, I've been wanting to do something for years now. Mind if I take over?"

Phoebe, still boiling red, slammed her fist against his shoulder with enough force to make a grizzly bear proud, but she backed away to let Katie step in.

Katie reached out once more with her cucumber, which sprouted a multitude of vines that wrapped Travis up in a cocoon. He groaned in weak protest, but couldn't bring himself to fight back. Within a minute or so, his entire body was trapped in a shell of thick ropey vines.

Travis wheezed out a breath. "It was just a pra—"

"Stuff it!" Katie snapped, shoving her cucumber in his mouth. "I've spent the last several years waiting to finally get my hands on you."

Pulling out another cucumber, she wove a simple knot from another vine and tied it around him like a lasso. With a simple flick of her wrist, she sent him soaring through the air and into the lake.

"That was fun," Katie chirped. She quickly turned on Phoebe and marched right up to her. "And for how awesome that was to watch, you just became my new friend!"

She wrapped up the now perplexed Phoebe in a hug. Or tried to at least. Her arms slipped right off from the lube.

"Um. But how about first we get you cleaned up and changed. Something tells me no one will mind if we pick up some items from the camp store."

Katie steered her away and led her to the store, chatting happily while Phoebe awkwardly went along with her. The conversation was pretty one sided, but at least she seemed distracted from her anger at the moment.

"Master?" Palírroia stepped up and slipped her arm around mine. "Is she one of the new members the others spoke of?"

"Yeah, that's Phoebe. Hopefully she doesn't do that to me when I have to… well… you know."

"Why would she not want to enjoy you?" Thŷella asked, grabbing hold of Palírroia's chiton. "You were incredible!"

"It's a long story, and I don't know about you two, but I'm hungry." I pulled them in and wrapped an arm around both. "Who wants breakfast?"

A/N- I'm well aware of how long it's been, so please keep the torches and pitchforks to a minimum. We all know how life likes to throw curveballs at us, and I'm sure you all have endured a few in your time. Nevertheless, the story perseveres.

What are your thoughts on this chapter? We've teased at exhibitionism before, but never on this scale. Not to mention the fact that now Thŷella finally has the curse well behind her.

So many reviews and requests have passed since I last posted, I wish I could address them all. For the most part, you all have been supportive and positive, and I thank you greatly for that. This story would not be what it is today without you. And in a similar note, if you would like to contribute to my P atreon and support this endeavor more directly, you would have my deepest gratitude. But even still, your reviews and thoughts are still plenty to put a smile on my face. We are so very close to having one thousand members on the Discord server! Stop on by and help us break into the quadruple digits! I promise the community will be just as happy to see more active members!

Better I not get carried away. I look forward to seeing your thoughts and inquiries. Perhaps a request for later? Will Percy every get a chance to eat breakfast? Who knows? Tune in next time and find out! This is Ronin signing off.