A Game of No Hands Chapter 18 (Patreon)

“Call your fucking aunt Steve.” Tina demanded several hours later, laying her cell phone on the kitchen counter.

Steve forced a desperate smile. “Ah, we were looking everywhere for that.”

“We checked all the kitchen cupboards and reorganized them too.” Steph added with an enthusiastic nod. While she had professed a level of exhibitionism well above what Steve was comfortable with, she’d been game for every distraction or excuse Steve had come up with to delay this call. The pair had done the dishes, mopped the kitchen, resorted all the cabinets and drawers. Their final gambit had been having a very contentious discussion as to where they could have left the phone while scrubbing the floor with their tail up as far as they could lift it. Tina, dressed in a sleek red gown and the tips of her mane dyed red had to physically restrain Angelica from knotting the pair into the wall again.

Growling with annoyance at her pets, Tina tied Angelica up with a green shibari rope, trapped a bullet vibe within her pussy, and covered her head with a hood. That seemed extreme, although fun to watch, as both Steve and Steph who were leashed to the radiator during this process. The Queen of the small apartment then told them to stay while she went out to the car. Being good girls, they stayed.

Now though, the fun was over. The phone sat before them, plugged in and powered on. Tina even supplied a stylus. Steve (and Steph) both knew from the way Tina crossed her arms and the narrowness of her eyes that any further delay would be not be regarded as either cute or fun. Steve had already scoured her brain for any alterative that had more of snowball’s chance of acquiring the magical metal and come up empty.

Taking the stylus, she unlocked the phone and scrolled to Aunt Isabell’s contact information. Slowly, under Tina’s watchful eyes they typed in a message.

“Hi Aunt Isabell. Listen I know this is an odd request out of the blue and stuff. But I need to get five rods of moon silver on short notice. Can you help?”

They hesitated as the point of the Stylus hovered over the send button. Tina tapped it and the message sent.

To Steve’s hope that Auntie Isabell would be busy or away from her phone were dashed immediately as three dancing dots appeared to indicate typing. They continued dancing for over a minute until the phone binged in reply.

“My Stars Stevie! Madam Butterscotch’s horoscope is on the nose today. A request for a favor will come from an unexpected source, indeed! No small one either. Five rods of moonsilver! Dearie what on earth or beyond have you stuck your nose into?”

Tina laughed softly, “Are rods a specific measurement in the magic world?”

“I dunno.” Steve shrugged as she typed out a reply.

“Maybe it depends on how big of a cunt the witch is.” Steph giggled as she endured a withering look from both Steve and Tina.

Steve sent, “We’d rather not get into the details of the situation, but we would be in your debt if you could acquire the materials for us so we could buy them off you. Not that we have any idea what amount of Moonsilver is worth.”

“I never do magic business via text Stevie. Especially for family. You want 20 grand worth of moonsilver? You come to me. Get here and then we’ll see about your supply.”’

“Auntie! I can’t really hop on a plane at the moment. Please. Its important.”

“If its important then you can drive, and if you can’t drive you can walk. Magic appreciates hardship. Let me know when you’re enroute.”

“Road trip!” Steph crowed excitedly and wagged their tail as Steve hung her head. Aunt Isabell lived in the middle of the country, it be days to reach her by car. Longer with their oversized libidos. She’d barely made the eight hour journey home from the coast. The prospect of attempting filled her with dread.

Tina stared down at the phone, with a solemn expression on her muzzle. “Twenty grand, that will nearly wipe us out.”

“This…” Steve started, then paused to moisten her lips, “is going beyond a game Tina. Maybe we should call it quits?”

Steph gasped, and Tina’s head snapped up, alarm in her eyes. “No! Absolutely not.” Laughing nervously as she encircled Steve and Steph with her arms. “We need to get to the end. I don’t want to go back to way things were.” She stared down at them both with wide soft eyes before focusing her gaze onto Steve.

“It wouldn’t, it couldn’t. Not after all this.” Steve sputtered, the disappointment in Tina eyes constricting her heart, “But, your bigger and stronger. I can’t stay like this… forever. And its gonna get worse. Its…”

The muzzle smiled and Tina’s leathery finger pads caressed Steve’s cheek. Her slick tongue crossed Steve’s lips before following with a tender kiss. It stole Steve’s breath and spread tingles across her skin. Tina held her within it, captured so completely that her toes curled. Beside Steve, Steph’s expression grew distant and dreamy.

Tina released her from the kiss with a twist of her head and pulled the pair of them into a tight embrace, her head dipping between theirs. “I need to see this to the end. So, if its up to me. I promise I won’t make this permanent for you without your consent.”

“Really?” Steve breathed into the thick fur of her neck.

“Aww.” Steph added.

“Really. So you don’t have to fear the game’s end my little pet maid.” She whispered. “So long as you promise to never consider ending it early again. Deal?”

“Deal.” She was offering Steve a safety net and she grabbed at it.

“Good girl.” Tina pressed the pair closer and licked between the pairs necks. Both grasped as Tina giggled. “Course I’m going to do my damnest to convince you to be my husky maid for life.” A little push and Steve felt her butt press up against a wall. Tina knee forced its way between her legs and pressed up into her sex. The sudden turn from tender to sexual surprised Steve and Steph seized control to thrust themselves against the leg. The Yeen Queen’s muzzle pulled back to display her grin. “Increasingly roughly too. You know what’s fun about long skirts, and four arms?”

“No?” Steve squeaked.

“You can to do this to sexy maids.” Tina stepped back, bent down, grabbed the hem of the maid dress and with a dramatic flourish, pulled it up and over their heads. Steph and Steve barked in alarm as their worlds went dark. Two huge hands pinned their paw arms against the wall.

“Tina we have to pack!” Steve gasped into the soft fabric that enveloped her head while Steph shrieked with delight.

“You’re such a good girl. So responsible.” Tina cooed, her lower hands grabbing hold of their knees and jerked them wide. “You will offer your Queen as tribute for your training.”

A forceful lap sent a fountain of pleasure up into the sisters torso, far more than Steve had expected. “Oh!” She grasped, her voice a tiny squeak.

“Oh yes your majesty.” Steph echoed, “Take us!”

Tina delivered a long slow lick as seemed to lift them from the ground. The strength of it and the cloth over Steve’s eyes prevented her from focusing on anything else. So different from Angelica’s feral lust, this deliberate immobilization and forceful taking of her sex left her adrift in it. Beside her, Steph egged Tina on, begged for more but all Steve could manage was the same small feminine skills that climbed higher in pitch with every lick, “Oh, oh, oh oh!”

Steph controlled their body, tilting their hips to give Tina as much access as she could. Their tentacles extended and Steph sent them questing down into Tina’s dress to coil and squeeze her breasts. This didn’t spur her to alter the slow, torturious pace of the laps across their swelling spade. That left Steve with the pleasure and listening to the sound of her own voice. The voice she’d have to use to explain things to her Aunt. Steve had liked her old voice, unlike the image in the mirror.

The orgasm came, not as rush or an explosion but as a slowly spreading rippling through her. Her delicate little voice broke as Steph finally lost her words as well the pair fell into synch, “ooo- aaaah gggawwwdsss,” As their body shivered, back arched as Tina took their thick pussy lips into her mouth and sucked hard, prolonging the sensation until their lungs had emptied.

“You two taste sooo sweet,” Tina sighed with satisfaction as she stood. Pulling Steph and Steve from the wall and into an embrace, she kept them trapped within their skirt. “And make the cutest sounds. Will you thank your Queen for letting you come?”

“Yes your highess!” Steph pipped up eagerly.

“And the one we are still calling Steve? What do you say girl?” Tina pressed.

“Aah.” Steve still reeled with this latest emasculation, although rationally there was no difference. Now her voice reared in her head, one more pink ribbon threaded through her soul, pulling her down into the mold Tina had made for her. She just couldn’t figure out why it felt so good to give into it. “Thank you.” She managed to say.

“Good girls.” Tina lilting giggle and released the pair, letting their skirt fall back down. “We all need a bit of a rest before we take our trip to see your Aunt so we’ll stay here tonight.”

Steph nodded, “Okay!”

But Steve shook her head. “We need to get on the road as soon as possible. The faster we get to Aunt Isabell’s, then the closer we get to the end.” Then quietly to herself, “No matter which way it goes.”

“Why rush? Our jobs are lost causes at this point. A few days getting used to these skins will be nice.” Tina drifted toward where Angelica still lay bound on the couch, her thighs and calves tied spread apart, displaying her dribbling cock and wet pussy. With her wrists bound to her chest and pink rope preventing her wings from opening, she had trapped Angelica in a position ripe for mounting. A quick tug on the pink wire that led to the bullet shoved deep within her and she’d be ready. “What do you think Kitty? Happy with the status Quo?” Tina asked as she stroked a handpaw down Angelica’s spine and pulled it down the length of her four foot long tail.

Angelica mewled in response to the touch and raised her rump higher.

“Hehehehe,” Tina laughed, “All ready to go huh? Load you in the car like this? You can listen to Steph and Steve argue about where to stop to eat for hours and hours. This would amuse us all yes?”

“Y-y-you w-wouldn’t!” Angelica panted.

“Sadly, as the only one of us with clever monkey hands, we will require your services along the road. Trying to use a motel card key is tough enough.” Tina’s slipped a single finger into Angelica’s slit and she let out a moaning note. “So we’ll have to sate you… Eventually. Steve and Steph, help me move her to the bedroom and you can demonstrate how flexible your tentacles are. I just put on this dress and I don’t want to get it stained.”

There was no debate between the two. They nearly skipped to the couch and hooked Angelica’s arms with her paws. Together Tina and the sisters moved the trussed-up catbird like a piece of furniture. Steph and Steve found that she was quite well lubricated afterwards.

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