I See a Little Bit of Me In You (Lay the Very Best - Chapter 426)

It was hard not to reach up when you knew something was different, but she'd promised Shay not to spoil the surprise, and she was going to stick to that.

Didn't mean she couldn't try to guess, though. The prickling across her head had calmed down, and now her hair felt warmer, like when her Steam Engine heart got up to speed. The urge to touch was impossibly strong, but she held her hands together and walked quickly, hoping to gather up the others before she gave in to temptation.

Brandy's legs still ached from the crash of adrenaline as she picked her way through the brambles and back into the Arcade. Thankfully, she didn't have to search; Morgan's bright, sing-song laugh guided her straight through the rows of arcade cabinets to them.

She'd half-expected Morgan to be sprawled on top of Cindy, but instead found her on the floor hugging the short Pumpkaboo like a plushy. Morgan had her face nuzzled into Cindy's brown hair, one arm wrapped snug around her soft belly, and Cindy squeaked and wriggled in delight as Morgan played with her belly, the lantern glow in her stomach pulsing brighter with every affectionate squeeze.

"This is cute as fuck," Shay said with a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. "You really did good work."

"You're just jealous you don't have a short, cute girl to hug," Morgan taunted, tightening her squeeze around Cindy.

"I do too!" Shay shot back, scooping up Nibbles with both arms. Nibbles immediately sank her teeth into Shay's shoulder and wrapped her tentacles around Shay's head in a wild tangle, trying to wrest herself free. Shay gave a muffled laugh through the flailing assault, refusing to let go as Nibbles wriggled and fought like a furious octopus.

"See? Adorable!" she declared, even as Nibbles' hair tentacles slapped across her cheeks.

"I'm going to replace all your blood with poison!" Nibbles hissed and then wrapped her tentacles around Shay's arms when she went to put her down, so they were locked in place. "I didn't stop! Chew, get her shoulders. I'll start on the ears."

Brandy was just going to leave them to it; if Shay wanted to be gnawed on, that was her choice. Instead, she gave Morgan a whistle and an awkward wave.

"I see you," Morgan said from over Cindy's shoulder, "Look what I caught." She squeezed Cindy again, who rolled her eyes but still squeaked at the press, the sound rumbling in the air.

"I thought butts were your thing."

"She's got a fantastic butt, don't you, Cindy?"

"You certainly did your best to bruise it", Cindy said, looking a little dazed, her lengthy hair mussed and the lantern light in her belly flickering in a pleasant afterglow. Morgan had clearly given her a good time earlier; she was still catching her breath, but she managed a pleased little smile. "It wasn't bad."

"You pledged your life to me."

"I do that to everyone who fucks me good," Cindy snorted. "Odile would fight for me if you actually tried to steal me away, and I'd love to see her fuck you into a puddle."

"That's a good plan," Morgan declared, planting a kiss right on Cindy's cheek. "You do that thing for me, and I promise to taunt Odile until she presses me up against a wall right in your eyeline."

"So hot," Cindy said, her lantern light flickering with excitement. "I want that so bad. Watching you get railed like that would be the best thing. I can't help myself, I need to see it."

Brandy blinked, then gave a little laugh, cheeks warm. "That's… sweet, in a really unusual kind of way. But if it makes you happy, I guess it's romantic in its own style."

"You don't get how good it is, watching Odile just grab someone, bend them over like they weigh nothing, and just take them until they can't even breathe right. She's so big, just her fingers can make a woman melt under her. It's art. I crave it, seeing that power swallow someone whole."

"That's go-"

"And when she gets the strap out, oh Arceus, it's massive, thick enough to make any woman sob the second she feels it, and perfect for ruining them. She just pounds until they scream, their legs shaking and voices breaking. I could watch it forever; it makes me so hard just thinking about it." Cindy gushed, lantern light strobing hungrily. Her words spilled faster and faster until Morgan calmly pressed a thumb against her lips, slipping it into her mouth. Cindy latched on instinctively, muffling her babble into a needy suckle, her eyes rolling up with bliss.

"How'd your fight with Odile go?" Morgan teased, eyes glimmering. "You look a little flushed."

"Sparky and Dani are still at it. She didn't have the strap last I saw."

"Probably for the best," Morgan said, her free hand giving Cindy's thigh a teasing squeeze while her thumb lingered in the Pumpkaboo's mouth, letting her suckle on it like candy. "I couldn't hear anything over Val and Calcine; those two have been noisy. So, should I ask about the hair?"

"Shay said it's a surprise," Brandy blushed, "Was she just messing with me?"

Morgan didn't answer right away. Instead, she shifted, hoisting Cindy up over one shoulder with ease. The little Pumpkaboo gave a startled squeak that melted into laughter when Morgan's palm came down in a playful slap across her ass. Morgan glanced back with a wicked grin and jerked her chin for Brandy to follow.

"Shay wasn't messing," she said over Cindy's muffled giggles. "Come on, Calcine's going to want to see this."

Brandy grabbed a stray tentacle and dragged Shay, Chew, and Nibbles along behind her. She wasn't going to delay this any longer; she had to know what was going on with her hair.

The scent of burnt caramel in the air led them to Calcine and Val, and what a sight it was. Calcine sprawled back against an arcade cabinet, her thick cock buried between Val's lips. The porcelain-armoured woman wasn't a giant anymore and knelt before her, purple-and-gold liquid body gleaming through the cracks as she choked around the length, steam hissing out of her mouth with every sputtering gag. Calcine rested one confident hand on Val's head, guiding her rhythm without mercy, her white, bright eyes half-lidded in smug delight.

"Sparky doesn't choke on it," Calcine taunted, her voice a low purr of dominance. "You've got to do better. That's it. Take it deeper."

Val whimpered around the girth, blue streaks ran from her dark, pitted eyes like dripping makeup, staining Calcine's shaft as her throat convulsed, but her hands still clung desperately to Calcine's thighs, eager for more.

"Still at it?" Brandy gulped. She'd never seen Calcine get quite this firm, and it was a bit of a turn on.  

Calcine tilted her head lazily, her bright white eyes locking onto Brandy's. For a second, she looked like she'd been caught red-handed, then her mouth broke into a proud smile that made Brandy's heart stumble.

"There she is," Calcine said, gripping Val by the hair and pulling her off her cock with a wet pop. She angled the Polteageist toward Brandy, showing her off. Val's porcelain face was a smeared blue, her mouth open and drooling purple and gold. Calcine gave a smug tilt of her head, spit gleaming on her cock as she looked Brandy up and down. "My girl."

Val made a content little sigh, wiping her lips and smiling hazily as she nestled in Calcine's lap.

"Sit with us," Calcine insisted, "I want you right here, Brandy."

Shay, still tangled up with Chew and Nibbles, managed a crooked thumbs‑up from her writhing chew ball, grinning at Brandy's flustered face.

"Go on, Brandy," Morgan said, giving her a swat with a wing. "Don't keep her waiting."

Brandy hesitated only a moment before stepping closer and settling down beside Val. The Polteageist, still wrecked and blissed-out, nuzzled against Calcine's slick cock as if she couldn't bear to be parted from it. Then, with a dreamy little smile, Val caught Brandy's wrist and guided her hand down, wrapping it around the warm, pulsing length. She gave a slow nod of approval as Brandy's fingers tightened and began to stroke. Brandy leaned into Calcine's side, breathing in the heat of her stone skin, meeting those proud white eyes, and despite herself, a little smile tugged at her lips at just how lurid this all was.

"Love you," Calcine whispered, delighted. Her hips shifted subtly under Brandy's stroking hand, a low sound of approval in her throat. "You're good at that, my perfect, gorgeous dick sucker."

Brandy blushed, "You're in a real mood."

Val, still a blissed-out mess, leaned against Brandy's shoulder, her porcelain cheeks smearing faint blue as she nuzzled in. Her tongue, purple-and-gold liquid, lolled out to lap at Calcine's cock, rolling messily over Brandy's stroking fingers, coating them as she went at it greedily.

"These moments are everything." Calcine pressed her forehead to Brandy's, pride burning in her eyes. "I fought for you, and I'll do it again."

"Woof," Morgan fanned herself with her wings. "The Fire is strong with you right now. Come on, Calcine, Brandy is waiting to find out what happened to her."

"Something long overdue." Calcine groaned. Val's tongue slid over Brandy's fingers. She shifted, tugging Brandy closer against her side, proud white eyes gleaming. Morgan leaned over Shay, stealing a kiss from both Nibbles and Chew as she cheekily robbed Shay's Pokédex right out of her pocket. Shay yelped in protest but could only flail under the affection. The device was a black, yellow, and brown striped model, its case decorated with little chibi doodles of her Pokémon. With a flick of her wrist, Morgan tossed Calcine the Pokédex, chasing it up with an air-blown kiss.

Calcine caught the dex neatly in her free hand, flipping it open with practiced ease. With quick fingers, she flipped it to the camera and angled it so Brandy could see herself on the screen.

"You got a bit of me in your hair."

Brandy didn't quite know how to respond. Her hair, that Joyce family's stubborn red, was streaked now with glimmers of molten orange, as if glowing flame had been braided through every strand. Her hair now shimmered as it moved, fire flowing through it, all but two tufts at the front that stood firm like red horns. Brandy touched them, and while they were just hair that could bend, it took a lot of effort, and they sprang right back into shape after, the rest of her hair fluttering around it and kissing her fingers. 

Brandy's heart pounded. "It's like your veins when you get worked up. I'm a coal fire now."

Calcine pressed a kiss to her temple, words muffled against her. "It's beautiful. You're beautiful."

"Your horns aren't this big," Brandy blushed, "Or red."

"I'll just have to find other places to be bigger", Calcine smirked, then reached up to grab Brandy gently by her new horns, guiding her down toward her cock. She presented Brandy right alongside Val, the two of them poised together before her slick length.

"You can help her finish me," Calcine purred.

Brandy saw no flaws in that plan and, enjoying the strange sensation of having her new hair horns pulled, got to work.