Harem Scarum

Foreword

: This is a sequel to

A Different Kind of Sex Toy

(series page)

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Harem Scarum

Chapter 4: Cassie's New Fixations

Saturday Morning (July 8)

To her irritation, Cassie had been unable to discover what triggered Bonnie's transformation, despite spending a couple of hours trying every fetish she could think of, although she was doubtful that simply talking about them would be sufficient, unless perhaps it had turned out to be verbal abuse. The quartet had eventually called it a night, and although invited to sleep over, the impending visit of Tara had convinced Cassandra that it would be better to spend the night in her own bed. Reluctantly, the girls had said their goodbyes, with tentative plans to meet up again on Saturday afternoon, if possible.

Cassie hummed happily to herself as she cleaned up the living room and sprayed down the couch with fabric deodorizer. She could detect the lingering scent of sex permeating it, although she wasn't sure if a normal human could. Better safe than sorry, she thought, while trying to arrange the cushions and pillows to hide as many of the stains as possible, since the sheet she'd been using as a cover was itself smeared with unsightly blemishes and soaking in the washing machine.

A ping from her phone alerted her to the fact that Tara was entering the building, and Cassie attempted to still the thrashing of her tail and compose herself. She didn't know why she was so fidgety and nervous, other than the excitement of maybe seducing another girl into the harem. She had to forcibly suppress the urge to bark loudly when Tara knocked. With as much calm dignity as she could muster, she sedately opened the door and said, "Hi, Tara, welcome!" as she invited her guest inside with a wave of her arm.

The short young woman looked basically the way Cassandra remembered, although she hadn't previously seen her in 'civilian' clothes, as they'd all spent most of the time at the softball camp in exercise outfits. Also, the girl's hair was shorter than before; at the retreat, it had been shoulder-length and held in a ponytail, but she was currently sporting a bob that was a bit longer in the front. As expected, the slightly gothic girl was wearing a lot of black, although just in the form of casual jeans and a button-down blouse. She was probably a good six inches shorter than the redhead, putting her eyes on a level with Cassie's generous breasts. Tara blinked a few times in apparent surprise at being confronted with the naked woman and blushed very slightly.

"Ah, hello. Did I catch you at a bad time?" she said, eventually wrenching her eyes up enough to at least point them at Cassandra's face.

"Of course not!" Cassie said, allowing her tail to wag slightly. "This is just how I dress! I hope it won't be a problem?"

Tara coughed quietly and replied, "Uh, no. Of course not! I mean, it's your place, after all."

Seeing that her guest was still hesitating on the threshold, Cassie stepped out and put an arm around her shoulders, gently steering her inside, and not coincidentally brushing one of her breasts against the side of Tara's head, making the pale girl blush more noticeably. "That's right, and it could be your place, too, if you're interested. Let's sit down inside and talk about that!"

Tara went for one of the mismatched arm chairs once they reached the living room, which made Cassie smirk slightly. Her sensitive nose was picking up the first faint whiffs of arousal from her guest, which more or less confirmed her suspicions that the future freshman was into girls, or at the very least, curious about the nude redhead. Seating herself on the couch, Cassandra splayed her legs casually wide and said, "Well, I guess I should explain why my current roommate is effectively my former one, at least once the lease runs out."

Tara did her best to maintain something close to eye contact as Cassie gave a brief and fuzzy account of Maddie's whirlwind romance with her hunny bunny, and their recently announced plans to move in together at a house Maddie's mother owned. The petite girl was unable to prevent her gaze from straying to the furry ginger folds that Cassie's posture did little to conceal. A thin film of sweat had appeared on the goth's forehead, and she kept fidgeting, as if her seat was uncomfortable. "So, that's why I'm in the market for a new roomie," Cassandra concluded. "A lot of the other girls on the team live together, which seems very convenient, so I was kind of excited to see that you were looking for a place."

The first remark her guest made was not what the redhead had been expecting, though. "So are there a lot of hybrids at this school?" Tara asked.

Perplexed and somewhat wary, Cassie replied, "Well, yeah, I guess there are. Or at least, there are several in town. Why? You're not prejudiced against us, are you?"

Tara's face tried to blush and blanch at the same time, leaving her with crimson cheeks in an otherwise pale visage. "Oh, no! God, no! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend!" she stammered. She covered her eyes with her fists and took a deep breath, then finally looked Cassie straight in the eye and said, "All I meant was that I've never met any hybrids before, and I thought they were really rare. You mentioned that Leila was a rabbit hybrid, or implied it at least, and I was just wondering if there was, like, a community of sorts here in town."

Feeling like she was on firmer ground, Cassie decided to answer more or less honestly, at least according to what Maddie had told her. "Well, I guess that's technically true. I didn't mention it before, but Maddie is a fox hybrid, her mother and sister are cat hybrids, and they know several others as well. I forget the details, but there's at least one other dog girl, and a couple of cows, and a lamb or something."

"Wow!" said Tara, as her eyes widened in surprise. "I didn't know there would be so many! Or that one family could have more than one kind! That's really interesting!"

Slightly curious about what might happen, considering they'd met before her transformation, Cassie said curiously, "Did you just not notice that I was a dog girl back at camp?" The device clearly somehow implanted or manipulated memories, but she knew from experience that the veil of deceit it produced could be pierced by confronting people with evidence to the contrary. Old photographs worked, but would recent memories?

Tara's brows furrowed and her eyes lost focus for a moment before she replied, "You know, I guess I did! I suppose I just glossed over it since I met so many new people there, and there was all kinds of stuff going on." She paused a moment and glanced back at Cassie's nude body before adding, "And you were dressed at camp, so I guess a lot of your hybrid features were covered up. Plus, your ears kind of blend in with your hair, at least when you're wearing it down."

Suddenly curious to find out if she could, Cassie contorted herself on the couch, bringing her foot up and using her toes to stroke one of her dangling, dog-like ears. She smiled happily to discover that it was possible, letting her tongue dangle out of her mouth, and nearly barked in amusement when Tara was left openly ogling her sex, which was spread widely open thanks to her position. Resuming a slightly less lascivious seat, Cassie asked, "Well, do you have any questions for me about the apartment? Would you like to see the bedroom? It's still got Maddie's stuff in there, but the house she's moving to is furnished, so she might be willing to leave some of it here, or sell it to you, if you want it."

Clearing her throat and trying, without much success, to act nonchalant, Tara answered, "Yeah! Um, yes, please, I'd like to check out the rest of the apartment."

Deciding to give her guest the full dime tour, Cassie escorted her to the kitchen and laundry first, then a quick stop at the bathroom before opening the door to Maddie's bedroom. A somewhat stereotypical artistic type, Madelyn had picked the room with east-facing windows for better natural light, although she'd put up heavy curtains for when she wanted it dark. Those were currently in place, leaving the room looking slightly messy and gloomy. Tara, as a somewhat stereotypical gothic type, did not seem to mind the gloom at all.

"It's quite a bit bigger than I expected, considering the price," Tara remarked, pacing the room and taking a peek in the closet to gauge its capacity.

"We got a good deal on it because my parents are friendly with the people who own the building," Cassie explained. At Tara's quizzical look, she reluctantly continued, "My mom and dad are doctors, and the guy who owns the building is the husband of a pharmaceutical saleswoman they know. They all have various shady little side deals and things going on that I try not to learn about." Tara nodded her head and let the matter drop, to Cassandra's relief.

"You said Maddie might be willing to sell me her bed?" Tara asked, pushing down on the mattress with both hands. "Seems like it's pretty new! I hope she will, it'll make moving in a whole lot easier if I can leave my bed at home. Plus, mine's a twin, and this looks so much more roomy and comfy!"

Smiling with amusement, Cassie said, "I think she might be willing to part with it, yeah. Go ahead and try it out, it's super comfy!"

Tara gave her a curious glance, perhaps on the point of asking her if she'd spent much time in her roommate's bed, but evidently decided it wasn't important to know. She instead backed up a few steps and threw herself onto the mattress with a surprisingly mirthful giggle. Cassie couldn't help but laugh, too, especially once her magical nudity powers seemed to kick in. Although Tara had hardly been wallowing around vigorously, she somehow wound up on her back with her shirt and bra pulled up, exposing her small breasts and tiny pink nipples, with almost no areolae.

Tara shrieked with alarm and quickly covered herself with her hands, then rolled onto her front for good measure. "God, how embarrassing!" she said, her voice muffled by Maddie's pillows.

Cassandra laughed and threw herself down on the bed beside Tara, who shrieked again, and said, "You've got nothing to be embarrassed about! I mean, really, would you expect a woman like

me

to be upset or offended or judgmental about a tit-slip?"

Tara lifted her head and said, "I guess not, but you've got amazing tits!" She blushed once more at her forwardness, but seemed compelled to press on. "Hell, even your dog teats look as big as my little mosquito bites," she concluded bitterly.

"I expect you won't believe me, but I think your breasts are very sexy and suit you very well," Cassie said seriously, which earned her a scoff of disbelief as Tara buried her face once more. "Okay, I'm interpreting that noise to mean 'prove it,' until or unless you say otherwise."

With no other warning, Cassandra quickly rolled the petite girl onto her back and straddled her, forcing her arms up and to the sides, pinning them next to Tara's head, who looked stunned at the development and could only squeak. The redhead treated her guest to a predatory grin and began aggressively lapping at the tiny teats with her long, flat tongue, making the nipples harden further and drawing more squeaks and gasps from the goth.

Before long, Tara's noises had changed to breathy moans and she was arching her back, pushing her tiny breasts up as far as they could go. Both girls were bumping their hips together as well, and Cassie's tail was wagging furiously. "Was this all part of a plan?" the girl on the bottom asked quietly. "Did you invite me to visit just to seduce me?"

The redhead sat up and cocked her head to the side, saying, "Well, yes and no. I invited you here because we both need a roommate pretty soon. But I could tell you were getting turned on by looking at me, so I figured I'd try my luck. You don't want to stop, do you? I can smell how wet you are."

Tara's face was too red to show any more blush, but she mumbled, "I guess you've got a dog's sense of smell, huh?"

"Maybe not

quite

as acute," Cassie confirmed, "But definitely more sensitive than a garden variety human."

"Will you let me sit up?" the restrained girl asked. "I feel suddenly overdressed."

Grinning, Cassandra released her captive's arms and quickly began undoing the girl's pants, while Tara worked to remove her shirt and bra. She pulled them sensually down the petite woman's narrow hips, along with the black cotton panties they'd been concealing. Tara's pubes were trimmed into a very narrow line in the middle of her mound and kept short, barely more than stubble, although shadowy skin indicated that she apparently had a fairly large bush if left unmanaged. Her lips were plump and glistening, which Cassie had more or less been expecting, but she found their hue to be surprisingly red, and the unobstructed aroma was unusually enticing to her.

Glancing up at Tara's bright eyes, Cassie smirked a little and said, "Since you haven't taken your Humanities core class yet, you probably won't understand the classical idea of proper guest-host relationships. But take it from me, this is entirely appropriate!" Still grinning, Cassandra leaned down and ran her tongue firmly against the petite girl's sex, making her twitch and groan. Tara reached down and buried her fingers in Cassie's red locks, trying to pull her head in more tightly, encouraging her to keep going.

The taste of the goth girl's fluids was exquisite, and Cassie imbibed them with eagerness, her only lament being that Tara didn't seem to get as copiously wet as some of the other girls she knew. Still, there was an argument to be made for quality over quantity, and the petite girl seemed to be an object lesson in valuing small packages.

Tara's orgasm was remarkable in several ways, too. Her sex clenched down amazingly hard, trapping Cassie's tongue for a moment, and she emitted a quiet but extremely high-pitched whine, one which Cassandra wondered if she'd even be able to hear without canine ears. Her abdominals twitched spasmodically the entire time, and she seemed to be trying to contract in on herself, almost like she wanted to curl up. As suddenly as it had started, it was over, and Tara slumped on the bed, seeming almost boneless, and said, "Wow!"

"That looked pretty intense!" Cassie said, licking her lips appreciatively.

"The best ever!" Tara affirmed, followed by, "Not that I've had a lot to compare it to," said almost to herself.

"You'd better watch out, or I'll think you're trying to damn my performance with faint praise!" Cassandra teased. At the look of growing horror on Tara's face, she winked and said, "Relax, I'm just giving you a hard time. One thing you should know about me, I'm very sarcastic, sassy, droll, and outspoken. I can't help but take advantage of you when you're being all adorably awkward and unsure of yourself."

Seeming slightly relieved, Tara asked, "Well, speaking of awkward and unsure, are you expecting me to return the favor? Is that what the guest-host thing meant?" Before Cassie could reply, the petite girl rushed on, saying, "Not that I don't want to! I do! I'm no pillow princess! It's just that, well, I'm not too experienced, which you seem to have guessed, and I kinda need to pee first. It was like a five-hour drive and I only stopped once. I was terrified I was going to piss all over your face when I came."

Cassie laughed loudly and rolled over onto her side. It took her a minute to compose herself, but she finally managed to choke out, "You know where the bathroom is, don't let me stop you! And yes, if you're feeling up to it afterwards, I'd love to play some more, and maybe give you a few pointers if you want them. But, let's continue our little tryst in my room, since this bed isn't technically yours yet!"

"Oh, god, I hope she's not too mad when she finds out!" Tara whispered, scootching to the end of the mattress and getting to her sock-clad feet. Cassie admired the small but firm buns of the goth girl, strikingly pale compared to the moderate tan of her arms and legs. Slightly surprisingly, Tara sported a tramp stamp, some kind of abstract design with coils or spirals, right over the base of her spine.

Cassie got up and followed her out of Maddie's old room, deciding to leave Tara's clothes where they'd fallen, thinking that she might have turned her into an at-home nudist already. "Easy enough to check!" she said to herself, pulling the device out of the drawer she kept it in and pointing it toward the bathroom. In addition to confirming that Tara had acquired the first level of her nudity fetish, she saw that the girl was a switch, leaning on the submissive side, and 80% gay, or whatever 'F80/M35' was supposed to mean.

Seeing that the remote had more than enough charge to give Tara her first non-absorbed trait, Cassie quickly waived the option to fix the nudity fetish in place and waited eagerly to see what would happen. She groaned quietly when it indicated yet another dehumanizing result, and very nearly shook the device, as if that would change anything. Unexpectedly, though, it looked like there was still more variety to the ways it could make people not be human. Rather than an animal or monster, the display said 'FAERIE' followed by 'SLUAGH,' which stirred very dim memories in Cassandra's mind, superstitions her great-grandmother had tried to pass on when Cassie was a young girl.

The target will gain features related to the animal, creature, or other being indicated above (sluagh). These features will seem entirely natural and proper to the target and most of the general public, who will respond to the target as they normally would, except in the case of allergies or other pre-existing aversions to the indicated animal, creature, or being. The user of the remote is exempt from the blanket acceptance modification.

That seemed to be pretty much the same boilerplate explanation it had given for Miguel, if her memory served. Cassie supposed it might make more sense if she'd learned much about mythology or folklore, but the only thing she thought she remembered about sluagh was that they had something to do with lost souls. Offhand, that seemed pretty far out of the normal

modus operandi

for the device, since it didn't sound even remotely sexy.

"I like your room," said a quiet voice from the doorway, where Tara had seemingly suddenly appeared, making Cassie jump in surprise. The goth girl looked the same as before, as far as Cassandra could tell, although perhaps slightly more pale. Still, that could simply be the result of the different quality of the light streaming in her windows, which Cassie didn't bother blocking with heavy curtains.

Hurriedly stowing the device back in the drawer, Cassie replied, "Thanks! I like to keep things a little more bright and colorful than Maddie."

"It suits you," said Tara, seeming far more composed than she had a few minutes ago. She moved toward Cassie in something like a sensual slink, although her natural anxiety about her sex appeal still seemed evident. She reached out and placed her hands on the redhead's hips and stood on her toes to request, or perhaps demand, a kiss. Cassandra obliged, and the two girls made out with each other for a timeless while, letting their hands explore. Tara seemed fascinated by the small teats dotting Cassie's torso, even moreso than the heavy breasts above them, and her fingers kept returning to pinch and caress them again and again.

"I think it's time for you to teach me some new tricks, old dog!" Tara whispered eventually, clearly striving to match Cassie's style of humor.