1.43 – Almost

None needed, probably

Before Emma could turn the scenario into a three-way, as she looked eager to do, Marielle pulled away from Maple. She straightened her clothes while Maple painfully stuffed herself back into her pants before asking the obvious.

"Boss lady?"

"Mhm. I'm the owner of Syber Grill. Apologies for not saying so sooner, but Em's always telling me about her 'amazing' and 'delicious' Human, so I was curious. She wasn't wrong."

The Vampire smiled and licked her lips. Maple likely had seen her at some point, then. She just hadn't gone back inside since their first day there, and so never met her. Emma waved a hand back and forth to dismiss the accusation, looking embarrassed for once. Cute.

Maple would have liked to say she had heard about Marielle too, but Emma never did mention her boss much. If Marielle cared about that, she didn't show it.

"Well, I wouldn't want to bother my part-timer on her day off, and I wouldn't normally leave a partner in such a state, but I'm afraid I must beg my leave. I've had my fill, but Em looks more than capable of substituting at the moment."

She indicated both Maple's tent and Emma's exposed erection. Emma might have protested, but she accepted it. She wobbled with the weariness that came toward the end of a day of fun. Maple's cock ached against her pants with the need to finish already, but Marielle wasn't wrong.

"Ah yeah, that's fine. It was fun. Um, nice meeting you."

"Indeed. Perhaps all three of us can have some fun, next time."

That mollified Emma enough for her to wave her boss off, and then it was just the two of them. It felt like a cloud had been lifted off Maple. She was still horny, and her cock wouldn't go away until she came again, but no one else at the venue had the level of appeal Marielle had had. And Emma's appeal was higher than even that, of course.

She would process it fully later, but it was nice making mutual friends and having experiences like that. It was a little silly, but she felt proud of herself for being able to have fun here in that way, instead of only feeling embarrassed and nervous.

"So, did ya win?"

She hadn't, and explained it was still ongoing by gesturing and pointing. There had been a 10 minute break before the final round.

Her eyes locked onto the bite mark on Maple's neck, and her gelatinous hand touched it gently.

Consented?

"Oh, yeah. She asked first, don't worry. I was, uh, curious haha..."

It was embarrassing to think how much she'd enjoyed that, now. Emma nodded, and then grinned and made her own fangs. She crept closer to Maple, wiggling her eyebrows.

"What, you too? Go ahead then, silly."

Maple laughed and proffered her neck. Emma made exaggerated chomping motions before going in for the kill.

Her fangs squished harmlessly against Maple's skin, tickling a little. They weren't the only thing squishing against her.

"Haha, your teeth are too squishy—and, jeez. How are you even still hard? You must have cum like 5 times by now."

Emma pulled back and shook her head vigorously, her body jiggling with the motion. She wrote with a conspiratorial smirk.

It's embarrassing. In front of everyone.

"You're embarrassed?"

The nude, erect, crowd-pleasing hotshot? Maple laughed and gave Emma's exposed nipple a squeeze to illustrate her point. Emma shrugged and silently laughed with her, mouth wide. In retort, she grabbed Maple's bulge and gestured around them.

Maple interpreted it as something like, So? I caught you here with the boss lady! You're just as much a degenerate as I am.

"That's different. It was still...kind of private?"

Maple couldn't believe the words herself, and felt her cheeks grow warm. If Emma had been uncharacteristically embarrassed about cumming in front of people, Maple had been uncharacteristically unabashed by her own encounter.

The Incubus announcer interrupted their little debate, making them both look toward the stage.

"Three minutes until the final round of Cum Race. All contestants, please return to the stage."

Emma perked up and bounced excitedly. Maple was about to wish her luck, but was then being pulled along by her hand. She glanced down at herself as they moved through a crowd of people; her bulge was more than obvious.

"Haha, wait, what are you trying to do?"

Maple dug her hills in, and Emma finally stopped. She looked back with a grin. She pointed at Maple, then herself, made a thumbs up, and nodded so hard she was practically vibrating.

Maple had known from the start—and it made her stomach drop, or fill with butterflies, or maybe she just felt a bit nauseous. The feeling was different than it had been earlier, though. This was more like the anticipation from being on a roller coaster. It was doable.

Emma examined her for a moment—and then pleaded. Her eyes grew large, her lower lip inverted, she went as far as slowly stroking Maple's bulge through her pants. All in an attempt to entice her.

"Jeez, you. Jeez. Do you even have that word here? No but, really, would she even want me up there? And you'd do better without me; three is just a distraction. You want to win, don't you?"

Emma reluctantly nodded and Maple let out a breath. Her argument was ironclad. But then Emma wrote and ran off after barely giving her enough time to read the two words.

I'll ask.

She really would be a distraction though; Emma could already provide a full-body pleasure experience. But it wasn't solely about winning for Emma, was it? Doubt crept into Maple. If she managed to convince the Half-Elf it was a good idea, she'd be out of excuses.

Not that she couldn't refuse, but she was semi-willing. Willing enough for Emma to nudge and rope her in the rest of the way. With a sinking feeling, she watched her girlfriend gesture and quickly write something to the Half-Elf.

When she saw Number 13 nod and Emma returning with a content smile on her face—she knew. And she wasn't ready. Public speaking had been borderline intolerable already. But this? How could she normalize it?

This world wasn't hers, at least. These weren't her people. Nobody who she used to know was here, as far as she knew. Her family had no chance of finding out. If she thought of it that way, then maybe she could do anything at all, embarrassment-free. She tried to focus on that.

A big smile was on Emma's face, and she poked Maple while nodding, clearly excited, but restraining herself now. She wouldn't actually drag Maple onto the stage. What a relief, and—disappointment.

Do you want to?

Because she asked, Maple could no longer hide her true feelings behind the coercive will of a friend. The embarrassed, scared, reluctant part of her warred with the other. The part that had already been looking forward to it, horny, excited, and even devising a strategy to win.

The battle culminated to a meek answer, her face burning hot with spent munitions. Whatever brain chemical caused embarrassment would surely deplete itself at this rate.

"I do want to..."

Before she could change her mind, Emma pulled her along. The Incubus addressed the crowd as they came up the steps.

"Just a moment, folks. It seems our lovely Half-Elf is bringing in a second Human volunteer. A rare sight here, indeed. And does she look happy to be here, or just what could she be hiding down there? What is your name, Miss? Any words for the audience?"

Maple almost tripped as he held the enchanted gem he was using as a microphone up to her. The audience was cheered and hollered things she couldn't make out over the sound of her pounding heart. If she activated [Detect Gaze] now, she might really die.

"Maple. Um, I..."

She clammed up staring at the sea of people. Her eyes began to water, and a ringing in her ears started drowning out everything else. Emma moved to her side, shielding her, and waved to the audience herself. The Incubus read the situation and immediately aided in shifting the pressure away.

"She seems a little shy, folks, but the lovely Human Maple will be joining Emma in ensuring Number 13's victory. And what an incredible Slime she's proven herself to be, eh? That's a level of endurance to rival even Incubi's. Today might be a sad day for men everywhere."

He indicated Emma's cock, and though his eyes flashed briefly to Maple's bulge, he refrained from commenting on it directly. Emma soaked up some more attention, and then patted her Human's head and led her to their contestant. The Incubus bought time for them to get situated by giving the other two contestants their due attention.

Maple's head cleared a little now that she wasn't the absolute center of attention, and she tried focusing on the task at hand. She hadn't thought of it, but wow was it weird to have so little time to get to know someone before doing what they were about to. She didn't even know the girl's name.

That might have been intentional on Number 13's part. Some of the other contestants did have their names used, but initially the Half-Elf had looked nearly as uncomfortable as Maple felt now. The anonymity may have been necessary for her.

Out of pure practicality, she finally ended up nude a few rounds ago, but as Maple approached she covered herself with her hands after stoppering the healing potion she'd been applying drops of; useful after seven rounds of vigorous sex and still needing to continue. The relatable shyness put Maple a little more at ease.

"Hi, um, I'm Maple. Emma's girlfriend."

The Half-Elf stared at her, and Maple thought she might not say anything at all, but then she all but whispered.

"...My name's Anemone."

Maple smiled and unabashedly took in Anemone's body. Her plan relied on herself cumming fast, and she didn't have long to bolster the mood needed for that. Her Skills didn't let her arousal end until satisfied, and the half-finished encounter with Marielle had left her still-dripping, but the stage fright was a drain. So she stared, and she thought lewd things.

Anemone shied away further under the pervert's gaze, but that was arousing in its own way. The Half-Elf woman was soaked, her nipples stiff, and her face flushed with arousal. How could someone be so lewd, yet so shy? Was that how people thought of her, Maple wondered and almost laughed.

When she pulled her pants down and saw Anemone's bulging eyes, she did laugh. And then quickly explained her plan.