Disclaimer--I use a couple of Ukrainian words in the episode: o bozhe and harazd, in case you get confused. Niamh is Celtic, and it's pronounced Neev.
Also, very little sex in this episode.
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Ponytail Express
Chapter 11: The Chameleon
It was just a tick or so off 7pm as Fred stood in the lot by the side of the Aquatic Center, waiting for the last remnants of the Ponytail Express to come outside. He drank a bottle of water and munched on some leftover pineapple. He had a list of things he needed to do, not including studying for finals.
1) Find out if the guy who sewed up his wound earlier today put something inside, like a tracking device.
2) Who the mystery man "Dr. Cavanaugh" works for.
3) How much they know.
4) Go on a date with Deb.
5) Get his first tattoo tomorrow with Deb.
6) Take punishment for the Kelly thing.
7) Check out Yull, Petechons and Graham law offices.
8) Make sure Rick is Ok.
9) Get Minka on the payroll if she isn't in jail.
10) Find out who owns the Casino now.
11) Try not to throw a hip or injure his groin.
A week ago, Fred's one sexual adventure had been more like a short tragedy. Over the last week, however, he'd scratched off almost every sexual fantasy he ever had; the last 24 hours being something he hoped to always remember. It had been a few minutes since he'd finished watching the women get to know each other better in the showers. They had meant to pull him in, but in a complete surprise, he'd been resolute, much to the chagrin of his harem. As they exited the Aquatic Center into the warm orange hued evening sky, he realized how beautiful they were, both individually and as a group.
The elder stateswoman, Professor Alexandra Muniz, soon to be den mother of Deb's former sorority, director of operations for the Ponytail Express and now harem sister. The only woman in the group with more air of authority than Deb, but not by much. She had kept up with the younger women just fine today. Among the harem, she had the second biggest pair of tits and was the best at sucking cock. Fred found that out in the women's locker room as well. Her chestnut brown hair was tied back in a high ponytail. She kept a respectful distance from the younger women.
Onvipa Sakul Dasna, aka Oni, was the shortest but strolled with a fluidity that made both her agility and athleticism apparent. However, she didn't belong to any campus sports other than the softball team Fred knew about. Her flexibility was impressive, her fellatio skills even more so as she was second only to Alexandra. Mia not having sucked his cock yet meant the jury was still out, but top three at least. She also had the tightest vaginal tunnel, but Fred remembered their monster fuck from last night and wanted to fill her womb again soon. Oni smiled beatifically when she saw him, and her pace picked up as she walked towards him, dragging Thalina along by the hand. Her long, lustrous jet-black hair and dark, piercing eyes used to be intimidating, but now just added to her overall sexiness. She'd done her hair up in double ponytails, making her look younger.
Thalina Hughes, computer nerd and easily the most important of the bunch from a tactical point of view, was the tech specialist of the group. Lina majored in electrical engineering with robotics as a specialty. She was crucial to his plans, so surrounding her with excellent help, like Oni, was a definite plus. They got along well too, so that was a bonus. Lina cared about her appearance more than she let on, probably because her big chop tapered cut hairstyle was challenging to maintain, and it matched with her exacting nature. Lina's lifestyle was still active but nowhere near the level of the others, but she was still thin and owned a pair of long, graceful legs that were both distinctive and alluring.
Jessica D'Amico strode out like she owned not only the place, but the entire campus, her resting bitch face on display. Used to being doted on and listened to, she now found herself on the bottom rung of the harem. She obviously would not let it intrude on her own sense of self-worth, which Fred supposed a noteworthy trait on its own. As a jump rope zealot, her body was in peak condition, but even without that, she was an attractive young woman of twenty years. Honey blond hair pulled back using a maroon scrunchy, she wore a yellow dress that complimented her olive skin. The woman had style, no doubt about it. In a world without Deb, Jessica would be fighting for the right to be apex predator.
Deb brought up the rear of the group, both captain and brainchild of the Ponytail Express. She had the look of someone who had just taken the first steps on a goal they'd been planning for a while. Fred was proud to be both a part of the team and Deb's boyfriend. A blond like Jessica, her hair was lighter, more golden, and shorter at just past shoulder length. She had a resting kind face, warm brown eyes and a generous, no-nonsense nature which made her confident demeanor less intimidating. For those who knew her, she had a competitive streak that was almost comical. It was her generosity that first led her to want to help Fred, but having fallen under the sway of his scent, she was the alpha of his harem.
It would be understandable for a passer-by to mistake the group of ladies for members of the swim team, especially if they knew Deb. They might see the women glancing at each other and conclude they were bisexual or lesbians. They might conclude they were caught up in some sort of poly sexual sex cult who were getting ready to sacrifice some poor male schlub in the parking lot to their death sex god or goddess to stay unnaturally beautiful.
Reality was stranger than fiction. Making sure he stowed the grill in the bed of his truck, Fred strolled over to meet the group of women. Oni broke ranks first, easily the fastest and most flexible of the bunch, leaping into his arms and making his shoulder ache only slightly. There would probably a be a little more blood when he changed bandages. She felt good in his arms. They kissed intimately.
"I love you Fred, but we have to talk first as a group," she forewarned. "we need to talk alone soon, too. I want you to meet my parents."
"I love you too, Oni," Fred responded to the exotic beauty, not really wanting the awkward task of meeting parents, knowing it was bound to happen. She possessed the nicest little heart-shaped ass and Fred couldn't resist squeezing it while she had her legs and arms wrapped intimately around him.
"There'll be time for that later," the exotic woman promised, before letting herself down and out of his grasp.
The rest of the group arrived. A hug from Jessica followed a simple, innocent hug from Lina with a low-voiced request, "Fred, we all need to have a conversation with you." Alexandra relegated herself to the background, but looked at him hungrily.
Unlike the others, Deb kept a noticeable distance. Fred sensed too much anxiety among them. He understood Alexandra's and Jessica's anxiety for different reasons. It wasn't like she was risking her job being sociable with the group, but teacher-student relations carried a steep social penalty, and Fred didn't want to ruin that.
"Freddy, before you look, Mia will send you a text informing you she agrees, in principle, with what we're about to propose. While group outings can be fun, we also all want time alone with you."
Fred agreed. He knew why Deb looked the way she did; the girls worried he would veto them. Spending time with Deb ranked high on his list. Fred wasn't angling to spend a lot of time either with Alexandra or Jessica. Christ, one of them had a husband and a college career while the other showed up mainly to give Deb shit for being in a relationship with a loser. To say the table had turned for Jessica was an understatement.
He knew Mia and Oni wanted one-on-one time as well. The only woman he didn't get that vibe from was Thalina, of course. She seemed to prefer the group stuff.
"For that reason," Deb continued, "we'll be coming up with a dating schedule, to be changed as the group grows."
Fred sniffed before answering, "I couldn't agree more, Deb. I don't know many of you as well as I should. In fact, I don't really know all that much about Deb, and we haven't even gone on an actual date yet."
"Didn't you spend last night together?" Jessica said.
Lina corrected, "Fred spent last night with Oni, Deb, and Mia."
"The big redhead who's going to help us win the Championship?" Jessica asked.
"Fred," Deb began, "could you look at your cellphone, please?"
He looked at his phone, narrowing his eyes at what he saw.
"Please order Jessica to tell us if she's spying on us, and if so, who for?" read Deb's text from four minutes ago. Fred cursed himself for being slow. Was this why Deb wanted Fred to induct her into the harem?.
