Harem Scarum

Foreword

: This is a sequel to

A Different Kind of Sex Toy

(series page)

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Harem Scarum

Chapter 8: "That August Time It Was Delight..."

Tuesday Morning (August 1)

Cassie wriggled with excitement and anticipation, her tail wagging furiously, as she knelt on her balcony and awaited Tara's arrival. For bookkeeping purposes, her landlord wanted the girl to wait until the first of the month, and although it really wouldn't have mattered to anyone else if she'd moved in the previous weekend, her parents insisted on waiting. According to Tara, they were getting clingy and maudlin at how 'grown up' she was getting, and had demanded one last weekend as a family before allowing her to leave. They'd finally helped her pack up on Monday and then driven about halfway, spending the night in a hotel, ostensibly so they wouldn't bother the neighbors by unloading in the evening. And now, they were minutes away, according to her new roommate's last message, and Cassie was too excited to sit still.

The redheaded dog-girl suspected part of it was just her canine instincts boiling over; she had noticed a marked tendency to act more doggish when she was excited. She was also self-aware enough to admit that she had a bit of a crush on the younger girl, although she didn't really understand why she found her so attractive. Still, matters of the heart didn't always make sense, and if it insisted on thumping so hard she thought her ears were twitching from the blood pressure, so be it. And, even with her frequent harem hook-ups, being by herself in the apartment was simply making her lonely and a little depressed.

Perhaps most importantly of all, however, Cassie finally had the device back in her possession. Maddie had demanded its return the day after Dana and Miguel had received their fourth traits, and she'd been very vague and mysterious about why, although it apparently had something to do with an emergency related to one of the new people Allie or someone had brought into their fold. Now, almost two weeks later, she could resume finishing off the harem, starting with her new roommate, who still only had her first level gift. Or she could, whenever the girl actually arrived.

Although it seemed like a long time, in truth Cassie only had a short wait before she saw Tara and two people who presumably were her parents starting to unload a small trailer down by the street. She called out a cheery greeting, waving when the trio looked up, and yelled, "I'll be right down to help!" She bounded downstairs, tail still wagging, and gave Tara a strong hug when she got there, trying to not be alarmingly effusive. She then held out a hand to the Quinns, saying, "Nice to meet you! I'm Cassie Ryan, the roommate, which you probably guessed!"

The two strangers shook her hand in turn, looking confused for a few moments, and then just slightly uncomfortable. "Tara didn't mention you were a hybrid!" said Mrs. Quinn, sounding a little accusative as she glanced at her daughter. "But I guess now I know why she thinks it's okay to be naked all the time."

"I hope that's not going to be a problem," Cassie said, trying to seem more formal, getting the impression that Mrs. Quinn, at least, was a stickler for rules and order.

"Well, you have your own set of rules and rights, I suppose," the older woman said, shrugging. "I just hope Tara doesn't offend anyone by thinking they apply to her as well."

"Of course no one will be offended!" Cassie said. "Personally, I find it flattering when 'regular people' adopt our customs, even if just temporarily." She grinned and aimed a wink at Tara, getting a naughty idea. "Now that you're here, roomie, feel free to dress down if you like!" She knew that the younger woman was presumably still only an at-home nudist, but she concentrated hard on her fourth-level trait, trying to will the entire Quinn family into accepting her so-called customary nakedness for as long as they were there.

Tara hesitated for a few moments, looking at her parents as if waiting for an objection. When the elder Quinns failed to speak out, though, she got a nervous grin on her face and whispered, "Okay!" She was wearing a black dress, which was actually kind of shapeless and not especially flattering, plus some kind of buckled boots. As she cautiously raised the garment and removed it, she revealed that she'd not bothered with underwear, putting her tiny nipples and neatly trimmed landing strip on display for the entire street, although there were few other people nearby just then, and none really paying attention to what was happening. Cassie's tail almost quivered with delight, and she tore her admiring gaze away from her friend's nudity to stare expectantly at the parents.

Mr. Quinn cleared his throat and spoke for the first time since exchanging greetings. "Well... I suppose... if you and Tara insist..." he said slowly, looking at his wife, who was simply standing there blinking owlishly.

"Um, well... I guess that would be okay... just while we're here, anyway..." she replied, faltering several more times as she searched for new words. Cassie concentrated even harder, making sweat break out on her forehead, although in fairness, that might just as easily have been caused by the hot August weather. The Quinns slowly started unfastening their clothes, looking around in bewilderment as they removed their shirts, apparently not wanting to just toss them on the ground. Tara, seeming to get the same impression, walked over to the family's SUV and tossed her dress on the back seat. Her parents followed suit, although both of them neatly folded their garments before placing them in the vehicle.

"We should put on sunscreen," Mrs. Quinn said, fidgeting by the open car door as she exposed her pale, naked body, looking rather uncomfortable and unsure of herself. "I only have a tiny bottle with me." She had the same petite build as her daughter, although she was more plump, and her pregnancies had given her larger breasts and nipples than her daughter, and perhaps wider hips as well. Still, the resemblance between the two women was obvious, including the way they were both blushing profusely, all the way down to their belly buttons. Cassie thought that Mother Quinn looked quite attractive, although she felt it might only embarrass the woman to say as much, so she settled for giving her a warm and welcoming smile. Mr. Quinn was on the other side of the car, hiding his naughty bits from Cassie's gaze, and didn't seem particularly keen on moving from his place of partial concealment.

"I have plenty of sunscreen in the apartment," Cassie offered. "I'd be happy to let you all use some!"

"I hate to impose like that," Mr. Quinn said quickly. "Maybe we should just go buy some at the store."

"It's no imposition!" Cassie said, waving her hand dismissively. "I've got plenty! Let's all grab a load while we're here, then we can slather it on when we get upstairs!"

Everyone burdened themselves with as much as they thought they could comfortably carry, with the elder Quinns doing their best to conceal their nakedness with boxes and bags. Cassie grinned, feeling her sex get warm and wet, although she told herself it was mostly from the situation, and from getting to see Tara's cute, tiny buns as she followed behind her. At any rate, she had no plans to seduce the entire family, even if she could, and hoped that the lack of clothes would encourage them not to linger too long after the move was complete. The sooner the parents were back on their way home, the sooner she could have her way with their delectable daughter.

Things didn't quite work out like that, though. As the parents helped one another apply sunscreen to their normally covered body parts, they seemed to get a bit turned on, and Mr. Quinn kept turning his ass toward the girls to avoid showing off his hardening dick. Tara, for her part, was having to bite her lip to avoid moaning as Cassie's hands spread the lotion across her nude form. Once they were done, everyone went back down to the street for a second load, and by the time they were done moving everything to the apartment, Mr. Quinn had abandoned his futile efforts to avoid revealing his throbbing erection. Mrs. Quinn kept eying it hungrily, and finding reasons to brush up against her husband. Cassie had even caught the older woman checking her out a few times, especially her lower nipples, and biting her lip the same way Tara did when she was aroused. "Like mother, like daughter!" she thought to herself, grinning in amusement.

The Quinns insisted on taking their daughter and her new roommate out to lunch before they left, though, and would not be deterred. Cassie was a little worried, uncertain how things might unfold in a larger crowd, but was also a little turned on at the possibility of things blowing up. A little while later, the four of them were seated around the same table she'd once seduced Shanice on at her favorite deli, and the same waitress was taking their orders. Noticing that a number of the other patrons were getting partially undressed, Cassandra realized that she was still devoting a considerable portion of her attention to concentrating on acceptable nudity, and that it seemed to be bleeding over to the rest of the establishment.

"What would you like, miss?" the waitress asked, blushing slightly.

Cassie grinned and decided to push the envelope. "I'll have a Reuben and lemonade," she said, "And could you show us your tits, please?"

The waitress blushed much more deeply as she jotted down the order. Then, after glancing around the room surreptitiously, she unbuttoned the top of her work blouse and pulled down the cups of her bra, revealing a pair of modest-sized breasts with prominent nipples of a reddish-brown shade, quickly stiffening after being exposed. "They're lovely!" Cassandra said brightly, "Thank you so much for giving us a peek!" As the waitress walked away to put in their orders, Cassie couldn't help but notice all three of the Quinns following the server with their eyes, which revealed varying levels of surprise and arousal.

The quartet made small talk while they waited, with Tara's parents asking questions about Cassie's studies and family, which she was willing enough to answer. When the waitress returned with their meals, however, she was completely topless, and Cassandra looked around in surprise, noticing that about half the other waitresses had also removed at least their blouses, and one had removed her skirt, perhaps because her bubble-butt was a feature she was rightfully proud of, and barely concealed by her G-string.

"Things are surprisingly laid-back here in the city," Mrs. Quinn remarked, also checking out the bottomless woman. "I never would have guessed this would be allowable!"

Mr. Quinn nodded his head as he took a whiff of his roast beef sandwich, eying the dangling breasts of their waitress as she leaned over to give Tara and Cassie their plates. "If I'd known, we'd have visited more often."

Everyone laughed, and Cassie noticed that Mrs. Quinn's hand strayed to her husband's lap as the meal progressed, although she didn't think they were actually doing anything overtly sexual. Matters had seemed to reach a plateau, and Cassie was feeling a bit light-headed, so she guessed that she might be at the limit of what her powers would allow, at least in the current setting. She noticed that the other patrons all redressed before they left their tables, so she tried to mentally visualize a dial controlling her efforts, and imagined slowly cranking it down as they waited for the check to arrive. It seemed to be effective, because the waitress was wearing her blouse again when she checked on them for the last time, although the pokies suggested she'd demurred from donning her bra.

"I usually just walk home from here," Cassie mentioned when the still-nude quartet was outside, standing near the Quinn's SUV. "Thanks again for buying us lunch!"

"It was the least we could do!" Mrs. Quinn said, surprising the redhead with a hug, making the younger woman blush when she felt hard nipples pressing into her belly, inadvertently rubbing against one of her lower teats.

"It's been a pleasure meeting you!" Mr. Quinn said, looking like he wanted to embrace her as well, but eventually deciding on a slightly awkward handshake instead, probably thanks to the boner he was still sporting. "Let us know if Tara misbehaves!" he said, grinning a little, which caused his daughter to whine.

Cassie walked away a bit to give the family a little privacy to say their goodbyes, seating herself on a bus bench and rummaging in her purse. Using the sides to conceal her activities, she carefully aimed the device at Tara, confirming that her intended target already had the mysterious Sluagh trait and level one nudity. Satisfied that she'd selected the right person, Cassie triggered the remote and was presented with the choice of intensification or diversification, as it usually offered. Her finger was poised over the button that would give Tara a new random trait, but she hesitated. Although the details of her supposed Faery transformation were not obvious, something about it seemed compelling, so Cassie changed her mind and doubled down on the trait. She frowned when the description failed to provide much in the way of enlightenment.

The target will gain some of the more overt mystical powers associated with the Fae in question (sluagh), as well as certain of their limitations. Their nature will be more obvious to those with supernatural perceptions, and mundane people sensitive to such things might find their behavior subconsciously affected according to their beliefs.

"Well, that explains just about nothing," Cassie muttered. She'd attempted to do research on stories about sluagh, but aside from some pop culture references that she didn't think were very reliable, there hadn't been a lot on the internet. According to traditional legends, they were associated with death and the dying, which seemed kind of on-point with Tara's style, although she didn't consider the girl especially morbid. Of course, she'd only just started getting to know her, and most of their interactions had been sexually charged, which didn't necessarily lend itself to melancholia or the like. Nothing she'd read suggested anyone found sluagh particularly sexy; they were generally feared, according to folklore.

Tara skipped over to the bench just then, causing Cassie to hurriedly stow the device away before looking up and smiling. "Ready to go home, now?" she asked.

"Yes, please!" Tara replied quietly, flinging her dress over her shoulder rather than putting it on. "Today has been wild! Kind of uncomfortable, but definitely memorable!"

The two girls stood and waved at the Quinns as they drove off down the street, and Cassie thought she saw Mrs. Quinn's head leaning over and down, toward her husband's lap, just before they turned a corner and were lost to view. As soon as that happened, Tara's mouth was on one of Cassie's lower nipples, sucking urgently. It gave her a bit of a startle, but she quickly moaned with desire, having gotten nearly as worked up as her new roommate.

"I need you, right now!" Tara mumbled, groping between Cassie's legs with her fingers.

No longer concerned about getting caught by the parents, or of accidentally catching them, Cassandra reclined on the bus bench again and pulled Tara down with her. They kissed for a little while, letting their hands roam, before the smaller girl flipped around so they could sixty-nine one another. Cassie found that Tara was positively dripping with lust, and her long, canine tongue delved deeply into the girl's sex, making her squeal. Whatever else sluagh might get in the way of special abilities, long tongues were apparently not on the list, but Cassie very much enjoyed the flurry of tiny licks that she was coming to realize were Tara's style.

Both women were so turned on from the morning's shenanigans that their first orgasms were not long delayed, but neither was content with just one. After a brief respite, they were at it again, with fingers and tongues, and drew a small crowd. Tara apparently didn't notice them at all, or at any rate didn't let them interrupt her efforts. The people Cassie could see looked slightly annoyed at them, but as per the apparent rules of her power, they confined themselves to disapproving looks and noises rather than open hostility.

When the bus arrived, moments after their second climaxes, Cassie realized that their crowd was actually just commuters, as they all queued up to board the vehicle. The driver looked down at the naked women curiously, asking, "Are you getting on?"

"Getting off!" Tara quipped immediately, giving the woman at the wheel a smile that was shiny with Cassie's juices. "We'll wait for the next one!"

Saturday Afternoon (August 5)

"So who all's going to be there?" Tara asked, glancing at her phone's map utility.

"Just the other harem ladies," Cassie replied, tapping her fingers on the steering wheel in time to the music. "We invited most of the other girls on the team, but they don't seem entirely comfortable hanging out with us anymore. I guess it's a shirts versus skins schism."

"Well, that's too bad," Tara said quietly. "Turn left at the light." She reached up and rubbed one of her tiny nipples and continued, "But no one likes a party pooper! Shanice's birthday shindig will be a lot more fun if everyone's naked."

Cassie smiled, in full agreement with her roommate. The girl hadn't worn anything but shoes and socks ever since she moved in; apparently their bus stop tryst had been enough to push her over the border into full-time nudity. It was delightful, but also extremely distracting. Between fucking Tara, and studying for her upcoming summer term finals, Cassie hadn't had time that week to hook up with any of the other women in her sexy circle. Shanice's 22nd birthday had actually been the prior Monday, but she'd suggested having a party at the lake that weekend instead, and they were almost at the site after an hour of driving. They were planning to camp out that night, and fuck as many of the other girls as they could.

Cassandra also intended to give Shanice the gift of her third trait while they were there, and probably at least one or two other girls as well. The device was fully charged and ready, and Cassie was already wet at the thought of what could happen. She was confident that all the ladies in the harem would have their fourth traits before the fall semester started. She wasn't entirely sure why she was so determined to max everyone out, unless it was to avoid the lingering distraction of unresolved 'what if' dreams.

"Looks like everyone else is already here," Tara remarked as they pulled into the gravel parking lot at the lake. It was a rustic campground, and there wasn't much in the way of amenities aside from some picnic tables and a short pier adjacent to a boat launch at the far end. The harem ladies weren't the only people enjoying the site, but they were the only ones naked, and the other beachgoers were mostly giving them a wide berth. Shanice and Nikita were sitting on a towel together, almost cuddling, with Vivian spread out on another one beside them, her enormous bubbly butt soaking up the sun. Salalai, Brandi, Rose, and Bonnie were all in the water, and from the look of things they were taking advantage of Sally's aquaphiliac powers to enjoy some surreptitious fingering.

Cassie's eyes locked on Viv's giant ass as they approached, irresistibly drawn to the golden-brown globes bulging up from her thighs, high enough to completely obscure the girl's tramp stamp until they got very close. Thanks to several encounters in the latter half of July, Vivian was a full-time nudist as well, and thanks to her sluttification trait, her legs were open wide enough to show off her almost permanently wet and puffy sex, which glistened every time the sun pierced the clouds. She turned her head when she heard their footsteps, then broke into a broad smile and said, "Hey there, sexy ladies!" She shifted slightly to free one of the arms she was leaning on to wave in welcome, which caused her cheeks to wobble like gelatin. Tara sucked in her breath at the sight, whistling quietly.