1.10 – Travel

(guiltily) masturbating to thoughts about a friend, if you see Maple and Emma's relationship as exclusive (you're wrong) then it might feel a little NTR-y. You need only reframe things in your mind, if that's the case.

It took the entire first day just to get to the road leading to Syber. Emma stayed in her bottle for most of it, having explained that she would need a lot of water if she were out and about in the heat for long. Maple thought she was just being lazy.

To be fair, it was a long walk. Maple's legs were completely dead by time they stopped for the night. Rachel chose a spot far enough from the road that other travelers wouldn't spot them and set up her tent, leaving Maple and Emma to set up the second one they were borrowing next to Rachel's.

The Arachnid didn't look tired at all, while Maple ate some Vineboar jerky and was ready to conk out immediately. Just after they finally open Charlotte's gift.

It turned out there was a small bag in the center of the folded blanket. And it was full of coins. They counted 10 gold and 50 silver pieces, and then read the note attached.

So that you can find your calling, dear. Don't settle for a class you hate. You can think of it as a loan, or investment, if you'd like. Do come and visit once you're settled into something and can find time off. Enjoy the blanket~

-Charlotte

P.S. Don't tell Rachel. She just loves telling me what I can and can't spend MY gold on.

"Wow, isn't this a lot? I don't have a sense of value here yet...I think Rachel said an inn was like a silver a night. And it's—20 silver to a gold. This is totally way too much!"

Emma nodded while rubbing her hands together greedily. Maple sighed while grinning at the pile of gold coins. They made her feel like a pirate about to distribute their loot.

"Okay, let's split it."

Emma took half the coins into her body, which incidentally, was where she stored the notebook she used for writing longer messages sometimes. Maple didn't really understand how it worked, since the objects couldn't be seen despite her body being entirely translucent. Emma's species didn't make much sense even without that being the sticking point. though.

They finished unfolding the blanket and finally saw the design. It was Charlotte. Only her human-half, and fully nude. Maple slapped her face with her hand. Emma was laughing while tracing a finger over some of the Arachnid's naughtier parts.

"How are we supposed to use this? What if someone saw it?"

The threadwork was beautiful. You could make out lifelike details as tiny as a freckle, while at the same time other parts were stylized so that it was almost artistic. Almost.

"It's—it's pornographic!"

Emma laughed harder, in silence, and wrapped it around herself before inviting Maple over.

Rachel woke them early the next day.

"Ugh, I'm so sore."

"Rise and shine. I found some eggs for breakfast if you want any."

"Eggs? What kind of eggs?"

"Mh, quail? I think."

Just finding and eating random eggs was bizarre to Maple, but her rumbling stomach made her agree to try some. Rachel cooked them over the campfire in a cast iron pan.

"Oh, these are pretty good. Thanks."

Emma patted her belly in thanks and praise as well, and then washed the dishes. Or more like licked them clean, when you considered she ate things in the same way. It got the job done either way.

"Um, your mom gave us gold by the way. We found it in the blanket she'd made us, last night. The note said not to tell you, but that's kind of why I'm telling you. I just don't want you to think I'm like—"

"A gold digger? Don't worry, that's just how Mother is. She's always getting involved with young people who she shouldn't. Keep the gold if she wanted you to have it, it's none of my business. Just be careful."

Maple nodded while turning red. So awkward.

She just didn't want there to be any secrets. Better for everyone to be upfront with things from the start. And what if Rachel had tried to give them money, not knowing they already had a hoard?

"Anyway, let's break camp. We have another long day ahead of us."

They set out and the day quickly took a turn for the worse as rain fell from the sky in huge droplets. The dirt road turned to mud, they then had to slog through. Rachel's eight long legs made easy work of it, but Maple was struggling.

"This sucks!"

Maple had to yell over the heavy rain. Both of them were getting soaked through. Emma on the other hand, was loving it. She danced in the rain and soaked up the drops. Every so often, she tried to comfort Maple by drying her face and hair for her.

"We're going to just have to hike through it!"

The only shelter would be if they stopped and set up their tents—which would not be fun in the downpour. The rain turned apocalyptic, and Maple felt like she was on some great journey against all odds while the muddy ground and her wet clothes tried to drag her down.

That is to say, she let go and relaxed into the experience. It became enjoyable, and was something to bond over afterward when they finally stopped for the night.

"Emma would probably be willing to wash you, if you wanted."

"Hmm. Would she? Normally I'd just bathe when we got to an inn, but..."

The Arachnid gestured vaguely to the mud and dirt that'd covered both her human and spider halves. Emma agreed readily, while licking her lips.

"I don't know though...It won't be weird? I have heard of families keeping a cleansing Slime around to use for bathing, but it's not really something that's still done today."

"I'm sure she'd keep it appro—I mean, I'm sure it wouldn't be too weird. Right, Emma?"

Maple bit her lip. She wouldn't actually go too far for the reserved red head, would she? She glanced at the Slime and saw her sizing Rachel up like she were her next meal.

"Well, I'm going to bed. I'm exhausted."

They all retired to their tents, Maple alone in hers this time. The Slime already gave her a cursory wash, with the assumption that a more thorough one would come later. Maple closed her eyes, and was too sore to sleep. Emma would be there with a massage for her, just as soon as she was done with Rachel. She looked forward to it.

She got to thinking about the other things they'd do.

Recently, Emma had fucked her feet with that comically oversize cock of hers. And, for some reason, it had been such a huge turn on for Maple. Especially once Emma had blown her load all over her—from just her feet of all things.

She remembered that now, and let it prep her for Emma's arrival. All of her lewd memories played through her mind.

An hour passed, and Maple was becoming restless. Not only was she still too sore to sleep, but now she was too horny to. Emma should be done any minute, right? The Arachnid just has a larger body, so it takes a little longer. Her increased desire would just make it all the better. Any minute now.

Another hour passed.

Maple tossed and turned in her bedroll. Her crotch was throbbing, and her panties were uncomfortably wet.

"Where is she?"

And what were they doing? Maple's mind had started wandering toward imagining exactly what they were doing. Rachel wasn't unattractive—the opposite, in fact. Would she welcome a third?

No, she knew Rachel wasn't like that. She'd never expressed anything but disgust at ideas like that, and had been hesitant to let Emma wash her to begin with.

The Slime hadn't forced herself on the Arachnid, had she? Should she go make sure, just in case?

Rachel was good at fighting, though. She couldn't imagine her having any trouble fending Emma off, if it had actually come to that. It must be consensual, then, and they must be—

Maple tried to stop herself from thinking about it. It was a little creepy imagining her friend in a situation like that—and also it was only making the situation worse. She needed Emma right now.

"Ahhhh, Emma—where are you?"

She whisper screamed it.

Finally, she rolled onto her back and let out a determined sigh. She would just have to handle this herself the old fashioned way, and then she'd be able to sleep.

A string of goo clung to her panties as she slid them off. It was just ridiculous how wet her Skills made her get now. Blanket Charlotte made eye contact with her as she began rubbing her clit.

Her breath got faster and the tent filled with humidity as she went. Then she reached a hand up under her shirt to squeeze her nipples, remembering the clamps Charlotte liked to use on them.

She was getting closer, but relief was still so far. She moved her hand down from her nipples and slid a couple of fingers inside. She imagined Emma finding her like this—and then fucking her on the spot.

Her fingers moved faster, desperately trying to make herself cum already. She humped her hand while finger-fucking her pussy as hard as she could.

She wasn't proud of this part, but she fantasized about both Emma and Rachel—and all the things they were probably doing. How many times had Emma made the reserved Arachnid cum already?

It wasn't something she had thought about before—Rachel was just a friend—so she wasn't sure why she was trying to get off while thinking of her. But she was.

Trying, that is. The orgasm never came, and she felt herself overheating as sweat pooled around her, and juices poured out of her. She whispered a whine, as if the Slime might hear and come rushing back.

"Emmaaa—"

Maple rolled over onto her side, panting and exhausted, but still horny. Frustrated.

She nodded off like that; a sweaty, pathetic, sexually frustrated mess. Her ass peaked out from under her shirt, entirely exposed for anyone who happened to walk in.

[Interspecies Seductress Level 5!]

[Skill Obtained: Aphrodisiac Body Fluids!]

Maple woke up to the sound of leveling up. Along with a rhythmic slapping sound. She thought she was dreaming at first, and then felt the familiar cock moving in and out of her.

"Emma? You're back—aah, I love your cock."

Emma was fucking her as she lay on her side. She had Maple's leg lifted slightly, and lifted it higher then, half-turning her onto her back. Her face had that blissful, lewd look—like she'd just had five orgasms and was going for another.

"I needed you—"

Emma leaned down, caressing Maple's face before moving 2 fingers over her lips. Shh, I know baby, I'm here now.

She pushed her cock in deep causing Maple to moan. Then she took the Slime's fingers into her mouth and sucked on them. Emma morphed her fingers into a second cock and Maple sucked harder. This was what she needed.

"Did youh ave fun? Youw twaste diffewent."

Emma nodded, a content smirk on her face, and then gestured to Maple. She pulled her second cock out temporarily so she could speak.

"Me too? I just leveled up—[Aphrodisiac Body Fluids]. As if you needed any more incentive to 'wash' me."

She laughed and it turned into a moan as Emma leaned down for a kiss and sucked on Maple's tongue.

Several rounds of 'relief' came after that.

When they finished, Maple buried her face in Emma's chest. After a minute, the Slime was alarmed to taste a saltiness that wasn't from sweat. She gently stroked her Human partner's head. What was wrong? The sex had been great, hadn't it?

Maple pulled back after a while of not being able to stop her tears. She sniffed hard, and tried to speak.

"S-sorry, I think it's just hormones. Just—don't ever leave me, okay? I don't have anyone else."

A sob escaped as she said that last part. Emma nodded seriously while looking her in the eyes, and wiped some tears away.

"I mean—you can still have fun with other people. That's fine. I just mean—don't ever leave me for good, okay?"

Emma looked sad then, and nodded before pulling Maple in close. She wanted to write something, but it would have to wait.

How could you think I would ever leave you, you silly human? I love you.