CW: questionable consent; non-human; forced orgasms; transformation; slime; mind control; age gap;
'These past few weeks have been... they've been difficult. Getting back to normal. But, as Graduation approaches, and we're all looking at the world a little differently, I just wanted to say that, without you all, I don't know if I would be here, you know? I can't... since
her
, I've been quite open about how I can't feel pleasure in the same way. But I'm dreaming of her less and less. I think I'm beginning to really,
really
recover. So, thank you. Thank you all.'
Dayna sat, a little blush in her cheeks, as the group around her gave polite applause. It wasn't a big group - but that was a good thing, they knew. A closed circle of victims.
'Thank
you
, Dayna,' Kat said, wiping a stray dark hair from over her eye. She caught the gaze of Gabriel, sat opposite her, between Dayna and the baker, Amelia. He looked away quickly, to Maya.
Maya gave a soft cough, uncharacteristically subdued. 'That was... beautiful, Dayna. Does anyone else want to say anything? Like Dayna mentioned, next week is Graduation, which means that everyone except Amelia will be occupied, so... say your piece now.'
'Will we still do this, afterwards?' Amelia asked. She had her arms crossed over her generous chest, and her face was a picture of worry. 'I don't know if... if I'm quite as far down the road to recovery as Dayna.'
'We can do this as long as we need to,' Kat said simply. 'As long as we
want
to. Me and Maya will
always
do these.'
'Except next week,' Gabriel chimed in. Kat gave him a quick glare, but they both simmered down quickly.
'Except next week,' Maya said. 'Week after, we're back to normal.'
Dayna let out a sigh. 'I don't think 'normal' really exists, does it? Ever since we were all raped by Sonja the slime-Witch.'
'Dayna-' Maya said.
'We don't use that word,' Kat said.
Gabriel's hands tightened into fists, before he consciously made them relax.
But Dayna shrugged. 'It's just the truth, isn't it? I'd rather not dance around it. Okay, maybe I won't use the word - but we can't shy away. It's a secret, obviously, that it was
Sonja
who was the Witch of Sun - a secret we'll keep. I'm still surprised people bought that the Witch of Sun was trying to
save
Sonja from a monster, and that they both died. Why does she get that sort of story? That sort of glorification?!'
'Because it would cause panic,' Kat said, her eyes steeled on her. 'We've talked about this. It would put us,
all of us
, at risk if the truth got out. People need to think of the Witches as heroes. Not immortal, fine, but-'
'But if they knew they could turn into rape-slimes, then it might cause some public dissatisfaction?' Gabriel shot back.
'Don't use that word,' Maya said, a little more tense this time. 'Guys... can we just... cool off, a little?'
Amelia nodded. 'This isn't helping anything. If you want to continue this conversation, then I'll see you in two weeks.'
'Let's call it,' Gabriel said, standing. 'Maybe we're not as cured as we want to be.'
Dayna looked down, before standing as well. 'I know we just fought, but... you guys are like family, you know? I know I get a little heated about it, but... I'm sorry. I need you guys.'
Maya nodded. 'We need you, too.'
'Let's leave it there,' Kat said, standing as well. 'We're only ten minutes short, anyway. Who's walking up to the Instructionary?'
'I am,' Maya said.
'Nah, I've got some free time now. I'll find my own way,' Gabriel said, before leaving quickly through the entrance to the space they booked out every week - a small meeting room in the civic centre.
Dayna gave an apologetic smile. 'I have to go to a shop first.'
Amelia, resigned, stood and patted down her apron. 'Back to the shop. See you all in two weeks. And, look - enjoy graduation, yeah?'
Dayna slipped out behind Gabriel, followed soon after by Amelia who turned the other way out of the centre, towards her bakery. Kat and Maya, after exchanging a hug and a sigh of exasperation, left soon after and began their journey up the mountain, towards the school -
Melmana Instructionary
.
Two streets across, there was a near-abandoned barn that belonged to an eighty-year old farmer that hasn't done much with it since semi-retiring a decade or so ago. It was old, with cracked planks for walls and held together by rusted nails, and held within it sacks of grain, bales of hay, and a stash of old farm equipment.
Between the bales, in the back corner of the farm, there was a small gap, in the centre of which a blanket had been laid down. Beside the blanket, there was a pile of school uniforms, shedded and strewn. Atop the blanket, between the bales, were the hot, sweating bodies of two eighteen-year-old students taking out their frustrations on each other's eager bodies.
'
Fuck
- yes - fuck me harder than you
ever
fucked her,' Dayna panted, on her back and holding the neck of her fuck-buddy as he ploughed into her, filling that pleasure-shaped hole in her heart that she'd struggled to do anything with since Sonja had made it. She chased that feeling, the true
pleasure
that she'd felt when Sonja's slime-form had taken her.
'Take it -
fuck
- fucking take it, Dayna,' Gabriel panted as he fucked her, hips slamming into her over and over and over as his cock stretched her tight sex. Her legs wrapped around him as he fucked her into the hay bale beneath them, bouncing slightly with each impact, their breathy moans and panting breaths the only sound in the barn.
He thought about Kat, and their relationship; all the things he'd wanted to do with her, and the way that Sonja had done them to him instead. He fucked those memories into Dayna, moaning into her lips as they kissed. He thought about Kat, and the few times she'd let him touch her, wondering what he'd done so wrong for her to turn him away after everything that had happened.
Maybe she couldn't look at him, knowing what Sonja had done to him.
Maybe she couldn't look at him because, as they'd talked about in their group-talks, she knew how much
he'd liked it
.
'Fuck me,' Dayna moaned into his shoulder. 'Gabe, fuck me -
choke
me.'
He obliged, gripping her throat in one hand. Her eyes rolled back, and he felt her cum on his cock, but he just kept going - the way they both liked. Even if one of them finished, the other knew to just keep going. To take what they wanted.
And what he wanted was to fill this cute, lithe schoolgirl with cum.
'Fuck, fuck,
fuck
,' Gabriel panted, before seizing up, pushing deep and doing
exactly
what he wanted to.