Firm: Opal’s Story

About an hour later I’m helping Morgan move her stuff from where she was staying with her friends to our house. I made sure to ask my daughters and Cindy if it was okay first, since they live there too. I can’t tell them why she’s moving in with us yet. We haven’t caught the dopple things, so it’s better if word doesn’t get out about her race or abilities. It means she won’t be able to stay in her normal form around the others for a while, but she still wanted to move as soon as possible.

Her friends seemed to be happy for her, and one of them even did a weird thing with her eyebrows at us. I guess I’ve neglected another part of my body when it comes to wiggles. Morgan doesn’t mind that her friends have misunderstood her reasons for moving, saying to me “If they want to think we’re going to be having crazy sex all the time, then let them. They will finally stop teasing me about being a virgin.” She still plans on going to the dungeon with them for leveling most days. Apparently the bat boss on the 10^th floor of one of the dungeons drops painting materials sometimes.

Moving all of her stuff has really shown just how much she likes painting, and she seems really good at it. Probably. I have to admit I don’t know anyone else who does it, so it’s hard to compare. The way she talks about it is the same way Cindy talks about how bodies work and her science stuff. So it’s a lot of fun to listen to, and I can see why she goes back so much for more materials. It also turns out that she’s just good at sewing, something she got from her genetic memories. That’s how she was able to have the cute heart-shaped pillows in her room.

I’ve already asked her if she could make some for me too, and she happily agreed. I haven’t told Ruby that she can see who the dop things are. She still knows that I suspected Morgan of being one of the monsters of course, but I used the excuse of my Not the Father skill for a reason that she wasn’t. One has pretended to be Ruby and Tasha in the past, so I should be careful now that we have someone who can spot them. I introduced her to the people at the party at our house, and luckily none of them were the monsters… well Snag is a monster, but not the kind that’s bad and turns into other people.

I have some plans for how we can check people, but I want to check Ruby and Tasha first so they can help me. They’re probably better at the sneaky stuff, and were the ones who told me about the problem in the first place. I think Amber and Citrine should be fine, but they are going to be checked as soon as possible too. Once we finish moving all of her stuff over, she’s going to join this party since she can’t go to the other one at old Liberation.

Opal’s Bunny body

I’m pretty excited. My angel son’s wife said I could join their orgy, but that I had to wear a mask like everyone else. Luckily I got there early to ask, since she had an extra one lying around for me. She thanked me for telling her that her husband might be a little late and he apologized ahead of time. Apparently this orgy is a bit different from the ones I’m used to, and the men will take turns picking women, and taking them to separate rooms. The sex parties I’ve gone to before always had everyone in the same room. I guess they have enough rooms to do it this way, and his wife, Mary said it was pretty popular.

She said “Masks make it interesting because you could be sleeping with your neighbor or your husbands brother, and you’d never know. They wouldn’t know either, since the masks are magical and hide your name and titles.” I thought it was silly at first, until she mentioned the masks effects. I have a skill that lets me do something similar, but I’ve realized it doesn’t really work for my bodies with races. Having Bunny ears and a tail with the title -Human- just makes people confused. Well, unless I want people to think I’m a Princess. Cindy finally explained what that was, and if I’m trying to be low profile, it won’t help.

I was worried people would realize it’s me because of my race, but apparently Bunnies have a lot of kids, and some moved to Barrier a month ago. Since then, there has been a lot of the race running around Barrier. I wouldn’t mind if they knew who I was normally, but it would be rude to ruin the fun of their sex party. My son and his wife will be the only ones to know who I am, once he gets here at least. Right now I’m fiddling with my mask and waiting for everyone to arrive. I decide to ask her “So what do you do about preventing pregnancies if everyone is in a separate room?”

She smiles and answers “That’s part of the fun. Isn’t it exciting not knowing who’s the father of your child?” She waits a bit and then continues “If you don’t want to get pregnant though, that’s fine. Just ask the man who picks you to pull out. They have to follow the rules. We have a few women in important positions that come, but can’t risk getting pregnant.” I think about it, and I should be able to have any babies I get from this before Jessica comes back tomorrow. So I tell her “It’s fine if I get pregnant.” She nods, so I ask another question since we have lots of time.

“Did he happen to tell you why none of my sons want to get me pregnant?” It’s been bothering me for a while now. I don’t want to force them or anything of course, I’m just worried they don’t like me. She laughs a bit and answers “They’re just being men. You’re the High Mother, the Founder, and a lot of other things people like to call you. Basically he respects you too much, and I can see that being the case for your other sons as well.” I say “That’s silly, their sisters don’t have that issue.” She nods and responds “Men can be weird about things like that. Like how my husband’s subordinates won’t come to our party because they’re afraid of breaking some manly code and fucking me.”

She sighs, and then continues “It’s just something we have to deal with. Don’t worry, my husband likes you a lot... well too much maybe. If you want, I can tell him another one of the guests is you so you’ll get a turn with him.” She has a big grin when she suggests it, but I shake my head and say “No, I’ll respect his choice, I’m just glad he likes me. That’s all that really matters.” I hope it’s the same reason for my other sons, since it would mean they didn’t dislike me. I don’t really understand it, and it seems strange, but I can’t help from wiggling. My sons don’t hate me. Probably.

She goes on to tell me some more things about the party, like how it’s an open invitation and most people show up masked first. “There are a few regulars though, and us ladies usually get together afterwards to gossip about our mystery partners. It’s a lot of fun, since we all experience them separately. We keep our masks on for that of course, it keeps us from getting jealous if our husband gave more attention to someone else.” I think about that last part and ask “How would you know they were talking about your husband if everyone has the masks?”

She laughs again and responds “Most of the women come with their husbands and boyfriends, so of course they know what their mask and other features look like. If you want to avoid trouble while we chat, just don’t describe the men’s masks or looks too much.” I don’t really get jealous of Amber, but I know some people can have issues hearing that kind of stuff, so I nod and agree to be careful after. My son is actually the first to show up, unmasked since he just flew in. He looks me up and down and says “Damn, I’m going to pick you first tonight.” He then looks over at his wife who’s giggling and asks “What?”

I say “It’s me, Opal. I forgot to tell you my body here was a Bunny.” I wiggle since I know now that he finds me attractive, and it’s nice. He coughs and responds “Oh.. sorry mom.” He looks embarrassed so I giggle with his wife and say “No need to apologize sweetie, I’m glad you think I look nice.” I know that respect stuff is probably important to him, so I don’t tease him too much. He soon excuses himself to go get his mask on. Most of the regulars will know who he and his wife are, since they’re the hosts, but at least it’s not at their house where everyone who comes would know. As other masked people start showing up, the mood gets pretty interesting, and I’m surprised to see just how many people decide to come.

I knew this place was big, but I don’t think everyone is going to be able to get a room at this rate. I ask my son’s wife about it and she says “That’s why there’s a time limit. Oh I forgot to mention some of the rules. You are limited to an hour in the room before you have to come out and wait to get picked again. Don’t worry, if a woman hasn’t been picked, then the women who have can’t be picked again until she has. This means everyone gets at least one turn.” Oh that’s nice, we’ve never had a problem with someone being left out at our sex parties unless they choose to be, like Citrine did a few times. That reminds me, so I ask “Is it okay if I invite someone and they come late?”

She answers “Make sure they know to wear a mask, a shop around the corner sells them. It will be going all night so as long as someone still wants to have sex when they get here it should be fine.” I’m going to ask Citrine and Amber if they want to join with their Cow and marked bodies. They’ve gotten pretty bored marching with everyone, and my two bodies will be enough to guard the group. She adds “Another rule just for us women is, no biting dicks unless the man asks first. We have a regular that we had to add the rule for…” That sounds like a reasonable rule, I know my troll son Grunt likes it sometimes, but I haven’t met other men who’ve asked.

I ask if there are any rules just for the men and she nods saying “There are a few. Pull out if asked, no recording skills, and no picking the same woman twice in a row.” She then explains a few other rules for everyone, and they all make sense to me, so I invite my wives using my Eidolon bodies. Citrine says it sounds like a movie, and happily agrees to come, but Amber shakes her head and answers “I don’t want any excitement to bleed over to my body at the party. Ruby has been making moves on me since she got there, and if I’m horny from this body having sex, I might accept.” That makes sense, and it means I can keep riding with my tiny body in her breasts.

Citrine seems unsure now, so I tell her “That just means you’ll be able to fly there faster sweetie. Don’t worry, I’ll still be there with my bunny body if you’re nervous.” She seems to think and then nods, before walking up to my larger Eidolon body and giving me a kiss. Citrine then tells me “Take care of sis while I’m gone.” I tell her the rules and about where to find us and the mask shop before she flies off. Amber watches her go and then tells me “Now I have you all to myself for the night.” before patting my little head. I giggle, and it’s nice so I respond “I love you too Amber.”

I’ll have to scold Ruby for trying to have sex during the old Liberation party.