Double Double
The phone rang again, this time from Deyha.
“I have a feeling it’s for you.” Ellen handed me the phone and resumed undressing as I sat on the edge of the bed.
“Hey babe, what’s up?”
“Nothing much, Mazer just wanted to check in with you before proceeding further.”
“What, is he going to do something with the other crystal?”
“It’s going to take a couple more, actually. And they’re all going to be live while he’s working so there may be some sensations on your end as well.”
“I’m in private now,” I couldn’t keep the mirth out of my tone as Ellen tugged at my shorts.
“That’s good. So… the plan is to put Carolyn in the nope zone and then Mazer is going to uh… tweak some things. Part of it is to limit how much Carolyn can drain you, but the rest will be interfacing her a bit more intimately with your crystals.”
“Oooohkay… it's not going to like, let her puppet me, or read my thoughts, right?”
“Funny that you mention it, ordinarily she would be able to do that, but Mazer is going to specifically lock that down. Basically, Carolyn's ability to siphon mana from you will be throttled, and most of the psychic linking is going to be cut off.”
“It would be cool if each of us could sense where the other was, I don't think that would be too invasive.”
“I can do that.” I heard Mazer in the background.
“But maybe no voodoo doll linking, if that's allright… and uh, please don't make it so she can stop me from cumming.”
Mazer and Deyha both chuckled, and I thought I could hear Carolyn groaning in embarrassment.
“Any other requests?”
“Uh… this is awkward… is she going to be able to physically change me?”
“Absolutely not. Or, well, I'll be cutting off her shortcut to do so easily.” Mazer answered.
“Could you… maybe let her?”
“Maddie…” Carolyn’s tone was tense, and I could tell that Deyha had finally switched it to speaker phone. “This isn't for playing around.”
“Of course it's for playing around, silly. these are my soul gems, remember? Anyways, while the changes Mazer did are cool and all, I’d like to maybe be able to make some conscious changes on the fly? Like particularly if Carolyn can turn off my milk production that would be extremely helpful.”
“Interesting…” Mazer mused.
“And, you know, if she wanted to change my fur color or reshape my horns a bit, that's also fine, so I figure she can do whatever.”
“Well,” Mazer spoke. “You have her consent. What do you think, Carolyn?”
“If it's what she wants…” Carolyn sounded beyond unenthused.
“Come on Carolyn,” I whined. “It's my body, your choice, remember?”
“You made that agreement?” Mazer sounded incredulous.
Carolyn sighed. “It was a while ago, not long before we consulted with you. She basically bullied me into it.”
“You could look into the strawberry milk again, make me taste like strawberries~”
“Jesus fucking Christ, Maddie please.”
“Why don't you curse something real?”
This had Mazer in near hysterics. His full bodied laugh echoed through the microphone for several seconds before he got a hold of myself. “I am learning so much about you today.”
Carolyn made an agitated growl.
“She's also a huge fan of Deyha’s bigger creampies, she's a total cumslut.”
“Really?” Ellen spoke up beside me and I nodded as Deyha joined in the laughter at Carolyn’s expense.
“Maddie!” Carolyn sounded almost stern but it was ruined by obvious panic. “I’m sorry! And I’ll be apologizing for the rest of my life but can you—“
“—Not air your dirty laundry in front of your idol?” I interrupted her, “The doctor you respect the most in the entire universe?”
“Well I knew that,” Mazer chuckled. “Rest assured Carolyn, you do still have my respect despite all these… colorful revelations.”
“Thanks.” Carolyn muttered. “Now hang up the damn phone.”
Evidently Deyha complied because the disconnect beep happened before I could react.
“Now,” I handed Ellen her phone, “Where were we?”
“I think the plan was to charge Carolyn up until sparks are flying from her fingertips.”
“I like the visual.” I lifted my arms as Ellen tugged my shirt over my head. “But I’ve also done a lot of torturing her today, I think we should probably take it easy. I specifically came to you to get my mind off of that bullshit.”
“I can do easy~” Ellen unhooked my nursing bra and laid down on her side next to me. Without her shirt I could see the first little test patch of fur she was growing, right over her breast bone. It was almost heart shaped, with a little black prism at the bottom contrasting with the white. She chuckled and rolled back from my hand as I fluffed it gently with my fingertips.
"That feels weird!" she whined as she smoothed the patch back down.
"Sorry, I'll work on perfecting my Ellen petting~" I slipped my hand down the fur this time, not stopping as I trailed between her breasts directly for her thighs. I wasn't quite as graceful as she had been when she pulled this move on me a few minutes ago, but I didn't have any cloth stopping me from my goal.
Her head fell back onto the bedspread and I coaxed my free arm behind her back as I tried to find a place to rest my head without poking her with horns or pinching my ear somewhere. I was only momentarily surprised as she tugged a pillow to rest over her arm and trailed her fingers over my back. I felt her hand momentarily head for my tail, but she stopped at the last minute, instead dragging her nails against my skin as she trailed back to my shoulder.
"Your fingers are cold~" Ellen whined as I slid between her labia.
"Sorry, they'll probably warm up soon."
She gasped, and I felt her nails dig into my back as I pressed in. "I swear they are getting colder, please Maddie."
"Sorry, sorry." I pulled my hand out and wiped it on the bedspread behind me. My whole arm felt cold, sure, but the freezing sensation was getting conspicuous. Both my arms were getting cold, all the way up to the elbow. "Oh, it's Carolyn's fault." I grumbled and pulled my other arm out from behind her.
Ellen sat up as well and I let her take my hands in hers.
"Whoa, yeah this is like… literal ice cold now. Does it hurt?"
"A little."
"I'll call them—"
"No, don't bother them. I'm pretty sure it's because Mazer is putting Carolyn's arms in the nope zone to take a closer look at the crystals."
"The nope zone sounds like a place where nobody should put anything."
"It's a spell" I rubbed my hands together, but it didn't help. I opted to put my fingers under my arms. "It uh, temporarily strips flesh from bone so that you can do bone stuff without all the wet stuff in the way. Carolyn used it to implant crystal bits."
"Come here."
"But—"
"No buts, the pain is only going to get worse if we don't dump some serious heat into those fingers."
"Odd way of putting it." I mumbled, but I let her pull my arms free.
"Uh…" she held my wrists, pulling my hands to touch her face, neck, and chest before stalling again.
"I was getting better results from hugging myself, you know."
"I know, I know." Ellen muttered.
"We could go to the bath. Hot water should work really well."
"Okay," Ellen was already crawling off the bed. "Do you think you'll be okay for the entire walk?"
"I'll live, but I might be selfish and skip the pre-rinse."
"So fucking valid. Okay," she grabbed two robes from the door of the closet and briefly held them up before deciding which one to pull around my shoulders.
"The odds were in your favor for at least one of the two robes being mine, yet you managed to specifically grab Carolyn and Deyha's," I teased, but Ellen didn't pause for a second.
"I don't care.” She worked her arms through the sleeves of Deyha's robe.
“Don’t put your arms through the sleeves,” she pulled my robe closed around me and tied a quick knot in the belt. “Blankets only help you warm up if you are producing heat, so right now the sleeves would just make your arms colder.”
“I'll… take your word for it.” I hugged my chest. All the bones in my arms were starting to ache, but it wasn’t from cold. It felt like I was actually feeling direct contact, like something sharp was constricting— almost like the finger cuff things that sting and squeeze if you try to pull your fingers out. But now I felt agonizingly aware of every bone individually being crushed with miniature barbed wire.
I elected not to inform Ellen of this development. Something told me hot water wouldn’t help this part but I’d sure as hell be wanting a soak when this was over.
Ellen kept a hand on my back as we headed back down stairs, stopping for nothing as we headed for the bath house.
“Is it still cold?” Ellen held the door open for me.
“Worse, it’s spreading.”
“Gods this is cruel.” She muttered as she checked the control panel for the baths. “Great, the water isn’t hot right now. Pick a shower I guess.”
I nodded and headed for the one with the most sprayers. It took a little bit of wiggling to shrug the robe off my shoulders but I loosened the belt and tossed the wretched tangle aside. I was so fucking cold, it was hard to imagine cold water even making it worse, so I just stood under the sprayers as I cranked them all to max.
I did a half controlled collapse to the floor of the shower, the water was warming fast, but the pain was so much worse than skin deep.
“Maddie, are you alright?”
“No~” I hugged my knees. “This sucks.”
Ellen slid down the shower wall behind me, enveloping me as I flinched from pain I couldn’t escape.
I bit down on my arm, not caring if Carolyn felt it as a hot poker began stabbing at my spine. Starting at my tailbone and proceeding mercilessly up. Below and then above my navel, behind my heart, my throat, my forehead, and then finally the top of my head.
Faster than it had begun, the connection was cut, the pain vanished in an instant, with only the aches of my straining as evidence of the suffering. The freezing sensation was gone with it, and I warmed as the hot water swiftly went past soothing to smothering.
“It's… I think it's over.” I rested my forehead on my arms as I tried to take a full breath.
“What the hell were they doing?”
I couldn’t begin to speculate. “Some sort of dark ages shit. I’d like to think they didn't know I’d feel it.”
“Sure.” Ellen muttered. “But I might bite Carolyn if that was the retaliation she was threatening.”
“Hopefully it wasn’t, but maybe you should still bite her. I bet you can claim a freebie for emotional damages.”
“I’ll try my luck. I never imagined I’d have to protect you from Carolyn.”
“Well, she is a silly lizard, after all. Deyha has the confession taped, though Carolyn will of course say it’s AI.”
“Speaking of AI, is the water helping? Or should we turn off some of these sprayers?”
“How is that relevant? Oh. Funny. Yeah, we can waste a little less water.” I scooted forward so that Ellen could escape her self-imposed prison, and then let her help me up. It took me a few seconds to realize she was leading me to the bath.
“The cold feeling ended, I don’t need to warm up anymore.”
“Perhaps,” Ellen sat on the edge and spun to dip her feet into the steaming water. “But it took an awful lot of energy to heat this water back up and I don’t think we’ve made sparks fly from Carolyn’s fingertips yet.”
She spun slowly in place in the center of the bath, and without the distracting pain it was much easier to stare. The water was waist deep, sparing me the tantalizing view of her pussy, but her chest was always enough to put me in a mood.
“I… suppose a little soak wouldn’t hurt. Just in case.” The excuse seemed lame even to me, but it was so important to my self image to not just go slack jawed and googly eyed at the prospect of sex.
“We could do some mormon-style soaking too~” she wiggled her fingers. “You can sit in my lap and if my fingers just happen to pump in and out of you, well. That’s completely irrelevant.”
“Funny~” I crawled over the edge of the pool and sank onto the bench. The water wasn’t scalding, but it was certainly warm enough.
“Oh I'm just getting started. I also need to practice bathing more like a cat—“
“I promise you don’t need the hairballs.”
“Ugh, Maddie that’s not what I meant.”
“I know.” I held out my arms, “come, sit.”
“Sheesh, you can’t just order a girl to come.” Ellen rolled her eyes but she accepted my invitation, straddling my lap.
Before she could even get situated I slipped an arm around her waist, pulling her close as I lifted one of her breasts to my mouth.
“Ah~ Maddie? What are you doing?”
I let her go with a wet pop. “Checking on milk production of course.”
“Im not going to—I—” her hips shifted in my lap and I sucked harder, delighting in how easy it was to wreck her train of thought.
“Of course you will~” I teased. “I dragged you out here specifically to join me, and soon you’re going to be producing your own Kitty Titty Milk, patent pending.”
Ellen laughed and gasped as it caused her to tug while I gave some attention to her other breast. “Maddieeee~”
I rubbed firmly on her lower back, and she braced her arms on the tub behind me as I kneaded at her chest with my free hand.
“The bathwater is already getting a little cloudy, I think your milk is coming in.”
“That's— your milk, idiot.”
“You have no proof.” I not so subtly squeezed my own teat, spraying her chest as she burst out laughing.
“Stop it! Maddie~” she fought my grasp and I let her escape.
“See? There's milk all over your chest. Isn’t it nice?”
“You aren't going to indoctrinate me that easily.”
“Says the love sick kitty who moved halfway across the country just because I sent her nudes once.” I stood and rested my hands on her hips. “You’re so cooked.”
“You’re going to be cooked when I tell Deyha that you’ve been polluting the baths.”
“Again, it's your milk.”
“If it’s mine then I’d sooner drink it than spray it everywhere and waste it for a joke.”
“By all means then.”
I let her reverse our positions, pulling me into her lap as I had her. Unfortunately for me though, I had a tail she could pull.
I gasped and spread my hips wider, rubbing my belly against hers as I’d swear she sucked much harder than I had. Any plans of resistance or play went out of my mind as she squeezed the base of my tail, pulling me down into her lap as she sucked my teat.
“Ellen~” I whined
“What? You said it was my milk.”
I hugged her face to my chest, smothering further sass as I wormed my right hand down between us, greedily rubbing against my clit as Ellen continued to work me up.
“You’re such a slut.” Ellen cooed. “Look at you masturbating over a little petting~”
I didn't bother trying to defend myself.
“That’s it” she whispered encouragingly as she held my wrist, “work those lovely fingers into yourself.”
She pressed on the back of my hand, adding pressure until she was nearly lifting me off her lap and my breath came out as a moan as I obeyed.
“Ellen~” I whined. I let my forehead rest on the top of her head as she slipped her fingers past mine and delved deep. Much of the natural lubricant had been washed away by my unfocused frenzy, but Ellen kept her fingers relatively still, wiggling and curling more than thrusting as she continued to squeeze the base of my tail.
“I bet you wish this was a dick right now. You’d do anything to have cum pumping into you…” Ellen punctuated the taunt with a coordinated press on my G-spot while she tugged my tail, and my rebuttal was lost in a very affirmative sounding moan. “But you don’t need cum, you’re already pregnant, and leaking milk to boot. Oh, it's practically pouring out now. You just can't control it can you?”
She pressed her forehead against my chest, coaxing me to lean back until she could reach one of my teats with her lips.
My hips jerked, spasming with my core as Ellen hijacked my conscious control of my body. She’d figured out every sort of touch that could cause my core to clench down on her fingers and she was cycling through them rhythmically, making me simulate the sensation of something moving in and out all on my own.
“Relax~” she breathed against my chest. “I’ve got you~”
I felt the rising wave of pleasure spreading up my spine, the beginning of the wall that I knew would eventually crash over me, but then it began to fade.
Tension melted from my back as I sank into Ellen’s lap. It was weird, most of the usual components of an orgasm were there, but with none of the intensity. A little bit of the fog cleared from my mind as the water became a little overbearingly hot, but Ellen was still so soft, and her fingers weren’t causing me to cramp and strain like they might have normally.
“That’s it.” Ellen cooed. “Just take it easy~”
“What did you do?” I braced my hands on the edge of the bath and Ellen actually stopped moving as she barked a laugh.
“I think it’s been obvious, I’ve been touching you a bunch.”
“I know that.” I rolled my eyes and took a deeper breath. “But that orgasm was really soft and chill. I’m used to… I don't know, more intensity?”
“You came?” Ellen trailed her hand over my back and I nodded. “—but I didn’t feel much in here~” she wiggled her fingers to illustrate her point.
I gasped as something more like an after shock bloomed in my core. It was like I was still riding out the end of a very long orgasm.
“I think you’re lying~” Ellen teased as she resumed.
“I’m— not!” I held her shoulders as I rolled my hips into her lap. Still, the tension built again so readily I began to doubt my claims.
“You’ll have to give me something more convincing if you want me to stop~” She taunted me as she worked me up again.
“Shut up~” I held her face, pulling her to kiss me as much to feel her soft lips as to stop her from sucking me dry. Ever the multitasker, she curled her fingers even as she slipped her hand up my back to hold my neck.
“I don't know why you’d want me to stop…” she shifted to hold the side of my neck, and rubbed the base of my ear with her thumb and forefinger. “You’re sooooo lost in the sauce.”
“Am- not~” I whimpered and rested my head on her shoulder as the next wave built. My teats felt amazing. In the dim light I could see milk dribbling out of them constantly, faster than I'd ever seen them empty without a pump. Warmth rushed up my spine and I felt my fur puff out as the pleasure washed outward from everywhere Ellen was touching. There was no spasming or clenching, just weak moans as I remained helpless to her attacks.
“Did you just try to fake another orgasm? I’m a little insulted.” She drawled sarcastically before kissing my shoulder.
“Not… faking…” I panted as she tugged at my tail again. For fucks sake she always had something evil to do with the hand that wasn’t wiggling in my cunt.
“Uh huh. Well if you really need me to stop then just give me one more of these totally real orgasms and then we can be done here.”
The grumble in my throat was spoiled by a moan as she bit gently on my shoulder. That at least should have caused me to lock up but my ability to tense and clench seemed to have been broken across the board. My legs were jelly, and Ellen had no issues brushing my arms out of her way as I tried to reach behind and free my tail.
All the while, my traitorous body built up a new wave. Knowing that this would be the last might have been a relief of a disappointment any other time, but I just centered myself back on the sensations. Letting Ellen touch and pet however she wanted as I became little more than a passenger.
“So soft~” Ellen cooed “so cute~”
I whined as the last wave washed over me. At this point the rush of tingles was nearly indistinguishable from the normal pleasure I got from innocent petting, but it still brought back a little clarity and warmth all the same. I patted at Ellen’s shoulder, and then again when she didn’t seem to get the message.
“Oh, are you tapping out?”
She slowly extricated her fingers and I whimpered at the loss before shifting out of Ellen’s lap to sit beside her. It was definitely a closed legs time but I’d never had too much skin time, so I curled up on the bench beside her as she held an arm over my shoulders.
“Is the water too hot?”
I shook my head.
“But… are you okay with getting out?”
I shrugged, and she seemed to take this as sufficient affirmation. The room was filled with the sounds of splashes and dripping as she stood and I watched as the water rolled over her curves. I never wanted to catch myself not treasuring the sight.
“Let's get you dried off then.” She crawled over the edge and held out her hands to me.
I didn’t see any way that holding her hands would make it easier to get out, so I took my time mimicking her motions to basically roll over the edge.
“Are you mad at me?”
“What? No?” I responded verbally at last. “I’m just a smidge drained. This has all taken a lot out of me, you know.”
"Looks like you're still draining." Ellen looked pointedly at my chest. “I’m sorry for teasing you for faking an orgasm.”
I rolled my eyes. “I didn’t fake them. At least I’m certain I didn’t mean to fake anything. It was just weird. All the happy tingles kept releasing and washing over me early.”
“Huh, still a quick shot then.”
“Meanie.” I grumbled. “Despite your bullying I did enjoy myself so thank you I suppose.”
“I suppose you’re welcome.” Ellen held the door open for me. “What do you want to do next?”
“I don’t want to go to the Halloween party~” I whined.
“What do you want to do instead?” Ellen put her hands on her hips.
“Fucking nothing. I want to go to sleep and not worry about Carolyn doing janky surgery or Deyha breaking something.”
“You don’t even want them to reconcile?”
I shrugged. “They fight and make up all the time. And—fuck, I love them both, but I’m not good at being glue. They were able to resolve things before I came along and even if this whole meltdown literally revolves around me, maybe they can sort it out on their own this time too. I’m tired.”
I braced for some sort of guilt trip. Condescension about how relationships were always work, or a trite reminder that I asked for this… but Ellen didn’t say anything for a while.
The flow of milk began to ebb and I felt the soft sort of pinching sensation that I'd come to expect whenever it was time to cut off the extractors. My best guess is that one of Carolyn's first tests of her ability was having me jettison all my milk.
Ellen pulled me from my thoughts. “Let’s go somewhere. You and me.”
I chuckled. “Like your room?”
“No, I mean outside the farm. It can be a little vacation.”
“I think the fighting will get worse if I run away from it.”
“I’ll have my phone. I’ll take care of communicating where we are and what we’re doing… and it wouldn’t be for long. Let’s catch a movie, or visit an arcade.”
“On Halloween?”
“Why not?”
“Everything is going to be so crowded, so expensive.”
“Its one of those magical days where people will just think you have a really nice costume of some character they’ve never heard of. And besides, you didn’t use any of the cash at the convention.”
“I would have gotten around to it.” I grumbled. “Fine. What’s in theaters?”
“First things first, let’s dry off and get dressed. I have some ideas.”