《Congratulations, You're Dead!》# 43
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH A booming laugh echoes out over a formless void.
'oh shit!' I think to my self.
"Don't worry, you're not dead." Voice Guy says. "Temmie's letting me piggyback on her connection. I just had to give you props, man. That was pretty fucking awesome." I sense him giving me the 'not bad' face. "I'm digging the nuclear powered magic too. You're really going to make some waves."
'fucking hell.' I sigh without breath. 'i just wanted a home for my family. sure as fuck wasn't expecting those titles, or six fucking levels in one go.'
*Oh, quit whining* System-chan speaks directly into my mind.
'hey temmie, nice to finally hear your voice... sorta.' I shrug my non-existent shoulders. 'i gotta ask, did this put a target on my back? you know, with the assholes, as veegee calls them?'
*Nah, you got lucky, this time; just don't go trying that shit again. Larendath was formed around a dungeon, I just made it look like shards of the old core were already activated by the increased Mana from Co. And you growing that mother of all apricot trees gave them something to latch onto and naturally form into a mana well. The Assholes don't really pay much attention to that part of the world, so they won't look into it very closely.*
'thanks, i owe you one. seriously, anything i can do for you just ask.'
*Don't go thanking me yet. I'm sorry, but I gotta nerf ya. Somebody should never have let you min-max like that.* I feel that she's giving Voice Guy a nasty look. *You can keep the learning bonuses, but I gotta fix those stats. So, even though you leveled six times, they didn't raise at all. And, from now on they'll grow like a normal human, even though you're not. Best I can do. And, where do you think I got the juice for Apricot's skill from?*
'wow, thank you for that. and hey, i'm still far ahead of where most twelves would be, so i got no complaints. i did still get the boost to my mana pool and stuff, right?'
*Yeah, no worries there.*
"Alright dude, you're gonna wake up soon. Just remember. Anyone asks..."
'he sent me, i remember. even though i have no idea who he is, or who you are, for that matter.'
"Can't say what you don't know, man." I feel him smirking at me.
*Time to wake up Sorrel, your girls are worried about you. If anyone asks about the Mana Well, just give them the core shard excuse. Say it got pulled into the tree's roots when you were throwing your magic around.*
'got it, and thanks again.'
"Later dude, stay interesting."
***
The void fades away and I feel myself laying on something soft.
"Sorrel, baby." I hear Amelia's voice through the pounding in my ears. "Are you okay? you passed out there for a minute."
"Nng." I groan. "Headache."
"What happened?" Apricot asks, shocked. "Well, I know what happened, you fucking did it. But, what fucking happened!"
"Shh." I creak open an eyelid to look at her. "Had a talk with Temmie and Voice Guy during my little nap. What I did was supposed to be impossible, so she said to tell anyone that asks that the tree picked up a shard of the old core under the city and formed a well spontaneously on its own. She also lowered my stat growth to what a normal human would have; said VeeGee screwed up letting me set everything on my own, and that my growth was too high. I'm level twelve now too, but aside from my Mana, inventory and what-not growing, nothing changed. But, doing that was what let her give you your gift."
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"Well, shit. We already knew you were impossible, this just proves it. And, thank you again Temmie. Best gift ever."
"Mmm, got a Title and everything." I smile as the pain starts to fade. "You are officially married to an Impossible Existence."
"Snerk!" Amelia snorts. "Oh, that is so you." She bends over and kisses my forehead.
"Not that I'm not enjoying the lap pillow, but maybe we could take this inside? Our new neighbors are watching." I carefully sit up.
"Gee, I wonder why." Her voice drips with sarcasm.
"Oh, you love it when he goes overboard like this, and you know it." Apricot defends me. "I'm all for heading inside, though. The place needs decorating, and I think we should start with the master bedroom." She smirks over her shoulder before flouncing inside.
***
We're soaking in the tub afterwards when Apricot asks. "So, what's next?"
"Not a damned thing." I answer vehemently. "Oh sure, we still need to decorate the house and garden. But, other than that. I don't want to do anything for at least a week."
"Now, that sounds like a plan." Amelia burbles from underwater, her head fully submerged. Being a Water Mage has its advantages.
"Maybe you could work on the games too?" The pixie shrinks down to float on her back in the steamy water. "Getting kinda bored of Breakout."
"Do something to make my girls happy? Do you even have to ask?" I make her twirl around in the water. "Now that I'm not being run ragged trying to single-handedly save the country, I can finally get back to focusing on what's important." I cast Ensmallen, the reverse of Embiggen, on myself and swim over to her in my newly conjured body.
"This is new." She seems happy at the surprise. "How long can you hold it for?"
"With my new upgrade to Mastery, and sitting just meters from a Mana Well." I smile at her and lick my lips. "As long as you want."
"You finally got it?" Amelia surfaces and peers down at us. "You look cute with wings. Are those flower petals? What am I saying, of course they are." She laughs. "Can you do me too?"
"Oh, babe. I can do you anytime you want." I chuckle wickedly and shrink her down to match us. Taking inspiration from mythology and one of my favorite cartoons, I give her angel wings made from water.
"Ooh, pretty." Apricot coos, and swims over to examine the pixified Water Mage. "I love them. I love you." She looks back at me with tears of happiness in her eyes. "Thank you so much for making this possible."
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"Anything for you." I join them in a hug. "Now, how about we go mountain climbing?" I turn my gaze to Amelia's full size body that's floating on it's back, her large, perky breasts soaring above the water like twin islands. "Or, perhaps there's an underwater cave you'd prefer to explore?"
"Eek!" Amelia squees. "Don't you dare."
"Dare what?" I ask, a cherub-like innocence covering my face. "Dare to change the spell so that you can feel sensations from both bodies at once?" Her eyes widen. "Dare to make it so that we don't need to breathe air, just like real pixies?" A pant of excitement and a just bit of fear escapes her rose colored lips. "Or, did you mean? Dare to distract you while Apricot makes a bee-line for your nipple?" I lean down and start sucking on the same breast as soon as Apricot latches onto its full size swollen nub.
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"Nnh." She moans and grabs my hair. "Oh, gods. Is this what it was like when you shapeshifted part of you into a small copy for her?" She starts shaking in the water and moans escape from her mouth with every breath. "Ahn! Oh, fuck. Ung. I thought the bond was intense. Haah, ohhhhh yes." Her back arches involuntarily as the orgasms slams into her.
Slowly easing up on her breast as she goes limp, I pull her into a princess carry and use my new found wings to deliver us to an equally spent pixie.
"Fuck me Sorrel." The foul mouthed thing says as her body shivers in the aftermath of magically shared orgasm. "Next time you have to try the same on my size-shifted self." She grins before licking her lips. "But, right now. I think there's a cave we need to explore. Come on, Amelia. It's time for you to go fuck yourself."
"Oh, gods." The blonde pales at the thought of what's about to happen as we each grab an arm to carry her under water.
"Spread her legs open." Apricot commands me.
I do one better and command my full sized body to pull her onto its lap, towering cock sliding into her. Its hand peeling back her hood in preparation for what the pixie has in mind.
"Look at that sweet little pink bud, Amelia. Time for you to find out first hand why I like doing this so much." The orange haired beast guides her lover to mount her own clitoris. Pushing her down onto it as my body buries itself deeper into hers.
"Fffffffffuuuuuuuuccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!" Amelia screams as the double sensations overwhelm her. Her violent shaking throwing her out of the pixie's grasp as the bond-shared climax weakens Apricot's grip.
This doesn't save Amelia though. I grab her and take her from behind, thrusting in counterpoint to my body's motions. In when it goes out, out when it goes in, never letting up. I use my wings to push us down onto Apricot, holding us there so that Amelia's thigh grinds against her center with every thrust.
Both of them are quivering messes by the time I feel my own orgasm build, long past words or deliberate movements. I may have cheated a bit and made it so that only she would have to deal with the double sensations. Pumping faster and faster as I get closer, I feel her tightening around me once more and bury myself deep into her with one last thrust.
All three of us moaning and gasping as as a we're rocked by simultaneous orgasms. This last one was finally too much for Amelia and I feel her body go limp as her consciousness fades. I slide out of her and let the spell fade, commanding my body to carry her to bed.
Eyeing the still barely conscious pixie, I decide to go two for two. Her eyes widen as my still, rock hard cock presses up against her opening. "Oh, fuck." is all she can mutter as I drive my length into her, causing her overly-sensitive frame to shake and shiver once again.
***
"You are fucking evil." I hear a few hours later when Amelia finally comes back to the land of the living. Her head propped up to look at me from where she's laying on the bed.
"Don't ever change." Apricot adds, waking up in her wife's cleavage, where I laid the pixie after I finished fucking her unconscious.
"Seriously." Amelia giggles. "That was not fair. Not fair at all." She says, but her smile and the look in her eyes tell me that wouldn't have it any other way.
"At least you passed out first." Apricot counters. "He took me twice more after you did, before I finally joined you. Ugh, I'm still sore." She presses her hand between her legs. "But, damn if it wasn't worth it. He hasn't been able to fuck me out cold like that since our first night together."
"Good thing she did too." I laugh. "Doubling up that spell took it out of me, I almost dropped it at the end there. Gonna need some practice and maybe a few more levels before we can make that a regular thing. Woo." I breathe out at the memory of it.
"Oh, no you don't." Amelia wags her finger at me. "You're already at twelve, no leveling until we catch up."
"Uh huh, and I'm sure that has nothing to do with you not wanting to go insane from sexual overload?" I say, and Apricot barks out a laugh.
"Laugh it up pixie." Amelia glares at the tiny woman on her chest. "Just you wait until I turn the tables on you."
"Mmm." She purrs. "I'm counting on it." She pauses for a second. "Just, you know. Maybe wait until I can actually walk again." The pixie groans as she tries to get to her feet. "Fuck. Even flying hurts." She drifts wobbly in my direction.
"Ha." Amelia lets her scorn out in one short laugh. "Serves you right."
"No fighting you two, and you stay away from that. It's not done yet." I try to block her from my latest project.
"Hey, I know that setup, that's another game isn't it?" Apricot forgets about her pain and loops around my hand to get a closer look. "How much longer will it take you to finish?"
"Not much, I'm actually just finishing up the two player mode now. Or, I would be if a certain naked pixie butt wasn't getting in my way."
"Sorry." She flies up and lands on my shoulder. "It's not just another upgrade to breakout is it?"
"Nope, it's called *Tetris* which doesn't really translate or sound right. So, I'm just calling it Blockout; it sounds like Breakout, and that was the name of a weird *Tetris* copy." I explain while putting the case together. It's modeled after an original Gameboy, of course. "I made this one handheld as well as regular screen mode." I flip it to projector mode, before flicking the power switch.
Korobeiniki starts playing and the top of Saint Basil's Cathedral can be seen against a starry night sky, it's not just a blurry green mess either. I know how to store images now, so everything looks a bit more polished. Well, as polished as Tetris can get. I only wish I could have kept in those stupid old rocket launches, but I didn't want Apricot to think I was teasing her.
"Looks good, didn't explode. I think it works." I smile and duplicate it with a thought. "Who wants to get their butt kicked first?"
"You already did enough to us for one day, maybe you could just show us how to play?" Amelia says with a wry smile as she lays naked on the bed.
I start a one player game, and walk them through how to play. "It's pretty easy, there's seven different blocks and you have to make them line up in rows to get points." I complete a single line clear to demonstrate. "More lines cleared at once equals more points. Up rotates the blocks, left and right move it, and down makes it fall faster. Battle mode is a race which also lets you mess with the other person's well."
"Can I still use my joystick?" Apricot asks.
"Of course, and you can use them to do two player on one machine." I toss one to Amelia and set the other down for Apricot. "I should be able to pixie size these things soon too. Mastery seems to come with some very nice bonuses. Like this for example." I levitate up a Mana Gem the size of a poppy seed that can hold more than a large Mana Stone.
"Yeah, yeah. Quit bragging." She says with a proud smile, showing me that she's just teasing. "Now get ready to watch me kick some butt."
Two minutes later and... "Quit cheating." Apricot whines. "Sorrel, your game is broken. I'm clearing lines faster, but she keeps sending stuff to my side making me lose."
"Have you tried clearing more than one line at a time?" I resist the urge to roll my eyes.
"What?" Amelia says in mock startlement. "You mean there's strategy in this game? I never would have figured that out."
"Better watch yourself Apricot, I think she might still be a little mad." I laugh.
"Don't go thinking you're off the hook either, mister." She says while clearing another four lines, and winning the match.
"What's that?" I look off into the distance. "Mittens is being attacked by a hawk, I'd better go save him."
"He's not really, is he?" She says worried. "Don't tease about that, he's such a danger magnet."
I actually look into the distance to check on him for real this time. "No, he's fine. But, it does look like that one dog tried for him a couple more times."
"Hah! I won." Apricot crows.
"No fair, Sorrel distracted me." She gives me a stink eye. "Darn it, I miss Mittens now. Let's go get him."
"Nnh. No more naked video game time?" I pout. "Should've kept my mouth shut."
***
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