4.16 – ❤ Wand III

“Wow,” Liz said.

“You liked it?”

“You’re, like, unfairly good at that.”

“It would’ve been even more fun if you let me use my mouth.”

“I’m sure it would,” Liz said, flushing. She sat up. “So. Um, anyway. Let’s see what the effect is? That was why we did that.”

Natalie snorted, but didn’t comment. She looked inward. Not every status could be read through an [Inspect], but she assumed [Link] could—primarily because the wand itself didn’t explain what [Link] was, so surely once it had been applied, they would be able to figure it out.

And sure enough, it worked like that.

***

[Link] - Receive thirty percent bonus healing from the linked target.

***

“Oh,” Natalie said. “Shouldn’t be surprised, but wow. For a weapon bonus, that’s really something.”

Obviously, it wasn’t an earth-shattering effect, but Liz’s wand was already one of the more outrageously powerful level one weapons that Natalie had heard of. It came with a persistent moderate furor boost, along with a minor prowess increase—though that one required Liz to use it on herself. Throwing in [Link], where Natalie could get thirty percent extra heals from Liz, the wand was growing more and more insane.

“And there’s another effect, too. That’s not even it,” Natalie said. “It has the level two evolved form.”

“Yeah,” Liz said. “I hadn’t gotten to that yet. But thirty percent boosted heals. Seriously, why is it so good?”

Natalie shrugged. If it gave Liz a good excuse for Natalie to be over here each night, pumping Liz full of her wand, then Natalie was grateful for the incentive. The strangely powerful effect was just a bonus.

“Think you can only have one active link?”

“Not sure,” Liz said. “But, um, tank is most important, so I think for now, I’ll just stick with you.”

Liz wasn’t close enough to any of the others to want to use the wand in that way with them. Her encounter with Natalie down in the dungeon had broken a few walls between them. Natalie wondered if Liz’s reservations would hold as the weeks ticked by.

“The double-headed evolve, though,” Natalie said. “Can I see it?”

“I guess.” Seeming inordinately embarrassed about the item—as if its nature was her fault—she shifted the one-sided dildo into its level two form.

As promised, the resulting wand had two heads instead of one, and also seemed more flexible, to presumably allow more interesting positions. It also grew four inches or so, putting it at an impressive sixteen. Eight inches for each of them. Liz had handled seven, before, but Natalie figured with some effort they might be able to get all the way down.

“Wow,” Natalie said, taking the toy from Liz and playing with it. The flexible material bounced as she wiggled the toy. “Now that’s something. Can I [Inspect] it?” The request wasn’t just to be polite; now that Liz had laid claim to the item, Natalie had to have permission to read the item’s stat page. Otherwise, everyone could just read everyone else’s armor. She was actually grateful for that, considering how Natalie suspected she and her team were in for some even more interesting loot.

“Yeah. Of course.”

***

Shifting Wand of Relief

Rare

Lv. 1

Effects

- Equipped with a [Form Shift].

- When used simultaneously on SELF and OTHER: Apply [Doubled Up]

Description

A long, thick rod of soft, flexible white metal, capped with two golden tips. The craftsmanship is pristine. A comforting aura radiates from the weapon.

***

“[Doubled Up],” Natalie said. “Now, what does that do, I wonder?”

“Do you, um, want to find out?”

Natalie raised her eyebrows Liz’s way, who blushed furiously and stared down at her lap.

“Just an offer, obviously!” she squeaked.

“You want to?” Natalie had thought Liz wouldn’t be up for it, yet; she still seemed pretty reserved.

“I mean, if you think about it, we aren’t really doing anything with each other. Nothing of ours important would be touching. So really, we’re doing less than before.”

Natalie was impressed at the nonsensicalness of the claim. Was everyone on her team insistent on jumping through hoops to explain away embarrassing situations? Natalie, fortunately, had never deluded herself in such a ridiculous way.

Then she remembered Jordan, and amended the statement: at least she was no longer delusional. Jordan had been a one time thing. Her relationships with Sofia, Liz, Ana, and the rest were at least clearly defined. No hoop-jumping required.

“That makes total sense,” Natale said. She grinned. “But what if I do want to touch you?” She flexed the long double-headed dildo. “I bet there’s some fun positions we could manage with this thing.”

“W-Well,” Liz said. “Um. I guess we’ll play it by feel.”

Natalie’s grin widened. She passed over the toy, then laid down. “Alright. Play it by feel. Go ahead, then.”

“Sorry?”

“I ravished you,” Natalie said. “Now you ravish me.”

Normally, Natalie would be more than happy to keep toying with Liz in the active role, but something about her shy embarrassment had Natalie wanting to force her into being a little more proactive. Plus, it let Liz choose how far to go; Natalie was worried about getting carried away.

And for a third reason—as expected, Liz’s reaction at being told to ‘ravish her’ was as cute as she hoped it would be.

“O-Oh,” Liz said, her eyes skittering nervously across Natalie’s body, then up to her eyes, then away again. “Okay. Yeah. Sure. Um. I can do that. I guess I’ll start with … taking your clothes off?”

“That’s usually a good first step,” Natalie said teasingly.

Liz crossed her arms. “I’m new to this, okay? Stop bullying me.”

“I’m not bullying you,” Natalie said. “Believe me, when I do ‘bully you’, you’ll know.”

Liz paused, then blushed at the assertion. “Okay. Anyway. Shirt, first.” She set aside the toy and crawled over Natalie.

Natalie let Liz strip her down from the waist up. The smaller girl perched on Natalie’s lap, a rigid member pressing against her ass, which both of them ignored. Her bra followed. Liz stared down with wide eyes at her exposed chest.

Natalie’s smirk grew. “You can touch, if you want. Don’t be scared.”

Liz tentatively reached out and grabbed Natalie’s tits. She squeezed them, then cupped them, then gently tweaked at her nipples, all with the same shy hesitance. Natalie put her hands over Liz’s and shivered, the contact more exciting than she’d expected—especially when joined with how Liz’s ass was pressed into her cock.

“W-We should focus,” Liz announced suddenly, pulling her hands away—though only after several moments of being transfixed by playing with Natalie’s tits. “Remember. Just testing the wand out.” She said it more to herself than Natalie.

Liz shuffled down Natalie’s legs, then wrangled off her skirt with Natalie’s help. That revealed, of course, Natalie’s fully erect cock pushing desperately against her panties—and that was a second sight that stunned Liz quiet, her face going new shades of red.

“You’ve already seen it once,” Natalie laughed. “Don’t be nervous now.”

Swallowing, Liz grabbed the edges of Natalie’s panties, then tugged them down. Natalie lifted her hips up, and Liz slid them off, tossing them aside. She was left naked, cock standing proudly upward, twitching and veiny.

“It’s … really a nice cock,” Liz breathed. She reached out as if to touch it, but, realizing what she was doing, withdrew. She shook her head to clear it, then grabbed the double headed dildo. “Okay. No more playing around. I’m going to … I’m gonna …“

“Ravish me?” Natalie suggested.

“Um. Yeah, that.”

Liz took a deep breathe, then plastered on a determined expression.