Witch of the Web

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

I. Am. So. Fucking. Bored.

We’ve been walking for hours. How did I ever make this trip as a child without complaint? I only have fond memories of that time back when I was -

Shit. How fucking old was I?

Ten? No, I was definitely younger. Maybe six? 

Fuck. I’m honestly kind of impressed with my younger self. Five hours in, on foot, and I’m so mind-nauseatingly bored that I’m considering something so absolutely heinous that even I am disgusted by my own mundanity…

Small talk.

“So… uh… nice… weather?” Holy. Fucking. Shit.

Please shoot me now. I suck at this.

Summer lets out a heavy breath before she starts giggling. 

It’s not that funny…

“Rose, sweetie, do you want to talk?” she asks gently. 

“Holy fuck yes!” I cry out, much to both my girlfriends’ amusement. 

“We were trying to give you some space,” Felicia admits. “You’ve been rather testy since Lonnie’s training exercise.” 

I stop walking, forcing my girls to stop with me. 

“Are you alright?” asks Summer as she steps closer to me.

Stupid hormones making me feel like shit.

Yeah. That’s it. It’s the hormones that are twisting my insides up like a wet towel just before whipping someone.  

It’s certainly not the very real fake emotions that I totally didn’t have before my transformation.

Fuck.

“I’m sorry if I made you feel like - that I made you - fuck. Help.” I give up on trying to express myself and hang my head in defeat. I’ve been skating by on a potent mix of spite, euphoria and mild shock for the last… fuck. 

Fuckity fuck fuck! How can I not remember how long it’s been? 

Fuck it! Doesn’t matter! The point is, before that potent cocktail of feelings kept me held up, I subsided on mostly denial. Now? I’ve run out of all of it.

Well, not the euphoria… or the spite, but the shock has worn off and it’s hard to feel spite when surrounded by women you lo- like a lot. I tried to dip back into denial, but it just didn’t work.

So now? I’m a hot mess and I know it, Summer knows it, Felicia knows it, and Willow sure as hell knows it. 

What the shit am I going to do?

Ass fuck donkey cock shit balls! AAAAAAAAAAA -

Oh… soft…

I’m being hugged from two sides with a fluffy puff ball of fur weaving between my legs. 

It feels… nice. 

I just melt into their embrace and inhale a shuddering, almost painful breath as I realized I must’ve been verbalizing my little meltdown without stopping to breathe. 

After a solid five minutes of just lingering there, being held, I finally signal that I’m ready to be done with the hug. It’s starting to rub against my hangups. While nice at first, it’s starting to feel a little too much like - 

Moving on!

“Sorry,” I mutter. “I -” 

Summer lays a gentle finger on my lips and gazes into my eyes with her own doe-like peepers. She’s so beautiful, and kind and… fuck! How do I even deserve her?

“Rose, it’s alright. Felicia and I were worried this might happen,” she admits while sharing a look with the aforementioned redhead.

“You were?” I ask softly. She nods and blesses me with a lov- caring smile. 

“We saw plenty of signs of you heading for a breakdown. You even had a few, but we could also tell that you were still shoring up your emotional stability with less than healthy methods.” She brushes a lock of hair from my face before taking my hands in her own. “You’ve been through so much, and I worry you are still coming to terms with things that happened when you were younger.” I nod, she has a point. “Just remember, we’re here for you. Alright?”

Aaaaah… fuck. I am so…so…. SO damn lucky to have Summer in my life. I look over at Felicia and see the compassion and concern in her eyes as well and I realize I’m lucky she came into my life too, and not just because she gave me Willow. 

“Why don’t we make camp here?” Felicia suggests, gesturing around at the vast plains we’ve been walking through. “It’s as good a spot as any and I think we could all use some rest, yeah?”

She gets no argument from either me or Summer, and Willow of course is happy to take a nap. It’s so easy to forget she’s a borderline omnipotent AI when she behaves just like a lazy cat. 

With said languorous feline’s help, we manage to set up a comfortable camp with ease. The big tent we have even has a full, proper bed. Truly this is the best use for a godly cat AI. Now if only she could conjure up a car or something to cut the trip short. I'd even take horses.

As we sit around the firepit, waiting for Summer to finish searing our digital dinner, Felicia sidles up next to me and leans in close. 

“Rose, I have a favor to ask,” she asks quietly. I motion for her to continue when she goes silent. “Summer has mentioned enjoying certain… activities… that we are ill-equipped to assist with.”

Oh for the love of -

“Spit it out,” I urge her.

“She likes a good dicking.”

I nearly choke on my own tongue, my heaving coughs drawing Summer’s attention, so I wave her off as I contain my shock.

“And, uh, how am I supposed to help with that? I got rid of mine for a reason,” I finally reply to a tomato red Felicia. 

“Willow was able to change your body, right? Could she… maybe… give me a… you know. In Lanadel at least. Just to try?” I have never heard Felicia sound so nervous and bashful and it’s frankly fucking adorable. 

Now, on one hand, this is a little awkward, and I’m not sure how I feel about one of my girlfriends having a cock. On the other hand, Felicia’s earnest blushing makes me want to give her whatever she wants. On the third hand, which Willow can totally give me if I ask nicely… I forgot where I was going with this.

The point is, while I’m not ready to have a dick anywhere near me… again, maybe for one night, we could do them this solid. I look over at Willow and she nods in reply, so I return my gaze to Felicia. 

“Yeah, alright. I’ll take the first watch, and it’ll last that long. When I come to wake you up for the second watch, it’ll be gone. Sound good?” Felicia nods enthusiastically.

“So when will I - oh.” Her eyes widen before training downward.

“Heh, didn’t expect us to throw it in there mid conversation, did ya?” I tease. “Now go on, enjoy the awkward lump during dinner then go get her tiger.” 

Felicia nods jerkily, like a buoy in a storm, the motion forces me to bite back a giggle. Fucking hell, cute Felicia is too much.

The bedicked redhead hurries over to Summer and whispers in her ear, which causes her to gasp and flush almost as red as Felicia. She quickly serves dinner that conveniently finishes right then. Willow might be helping them along. 

All through dinner, I see Summer staring at Felicia’s crotch with such a hungry look, her steak must feel jealous. Once they’re done eating, I quickly soundproof the tent and shoo them away while I take the first watch. 

****

My soundproofing ward cut out after an hour. I had assumed, falsely in hindsight, that an hour would be plenty of time for Felicia to… ahem… seed the Summer crops. 

Okay, that was a bad euphemism. Let’s try that again. I had assumed an hour would be long enough for Felicia to… um… plow Summer’s fields? Better, but not quite right. 

You know what, I’ll come back to that. The issue is that they are still going and it’s been two hours. At this rate, Felicia’s only going to get some sleep after she gets off her watch when she should have gotten some after getting off Summer.

Sorry, I’m done… wait...

Who the fuck am I apologizing to? 

I glance at Willow. “You don’t care, do you?” 

She pointedly ignores me as she seems to be trying to sleep. 

Yeah, I don’t blame you. 

I kind of hope something happens because, spoiler alert, standing watch is just as fucking boring as the shitty multi-hour hike had been!

…

…

Nothing? Really!? I’d been hoping that by tempting fate, that maybe something would happen. 

Ugh. The worst part of it all? It’s that I’m honestly curious about how it feels.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I know what it’s like to get ramrodded by a hoagie, but that was butt stuff and it was pretty much sexual assault under a thin veneer of coerced consent.

What Felicia and Summer are doing SO VERY LOUDLY is something beautiful… if loud. And if I can’t beat them… maybe I should join them?

So it’s with hesitant, nervous steps that I move towards the tent and slowly move the tent’s door out of the way. 

The first thing I see is Felicia’s gorgeous ass as she has Summer bent over the bed while she thrusts her massive member into my blonde girlfriend’s backside. I’m a little caught off guard by the admittedly hot as fuck scene.

I open my mouth to make some suave comment that’ll get both my ladies ready for a third player, but the only thing that comes out is, “So… playing cornhole in here?” 

Fuck. My. Life.

End Chapter 25