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Pomni frowned.
See, it wasn't often that Caine didn't make them all go on an adventure. It was always weird when it did happen. But they can't really complain, can they...?
She's just - confused. What's this plushie of her friend doing on the floor? Did it belong to someone? It must, if it even exists... But why is there a plushie of Daisy in a maid dress in the first place? Who here has sick fanta-
Gulp. Pomni held it close to her body as her mind flooded with sudden fantasies. Whether Daisy had come out or not, the rabbit had the jester infatuated. She's always had lingering thoughts in the back of her mind, but... nothing like this.
...If this plushie belonged to someone, they could surely get a new one. So Pomni took it and scurried back to her room in a hurry. It - it's not her. The plushie isn't Daisy. But she just... had to fulfill these stupid, stupid fantasies. This was the closest she'd get, surely. Even if this was so weird, so gross and- ah, fuck it. She has no time to be ashamed.
She hurriedly stripped her jester costume off, manifesting herself her expected genitals. Already panting, she pressed the plushie into the bed - and ground herself down on the crotch of the soft object. Tiny as it was, she'd managed. She whined out happily, wetness already flooding her and beginning to stain the slightly fluffy fabric.
"O- ah- why's that s-so good??" She gasped out, grinding harder. She opened her lips up with one hand and really ground her clit down into the plush, groaning in pure pleasure. For a place that wasn't meant to allow such vile acts, it gave such great pleasure - it felt so heightened, compared to the real life. Pomni could swear she's in Heaven right now.
She's in pure bliss, eyes rolled back as she continues to desperately defile this object. Thinking about what Daisy may say to her if this was really her. How Pomni could tease and degrade - or praise - her. Make them both feel so good, if only the rabbit would ever let her.
"Oh- Oh, Daisy~ you feel so nice~" Pomni giggled out. She couldn't help the giggle. As pleasurable as this is, the fur kind of tickles...! It somehow helps, though. Her moans mixed with laughter as she started to alternate her speed and intensity. Soft, hard, slow, fast - trying to draw out her orgasm to make it even more delicious. She needs it... she really does. As cool as her new cartoon body is, sexually at least, she has no one to practice with - it's hard to be inventive when she's alone...!
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Daisy scoffed, holding Gangle's comedy mask far above her own head.
"Come on- reach for it, huh? You can stretch those pretty ribbons up for it...!" She taunted with a giggle. "Stop groveling on the floor an-"
She suddenly gasped and dropped the mask onto the floor, tensing up. Her pupils narrowed into tiny dots, staring off at nothing.
Gangle whimpered, scooping up her poor broken mask. She stared up at the rabbit, who hadn't gotten any less cruel with transitioning. She'd thought Daisy had changed - they had a wonderful time bonding as the other girls gave her a makeover. But... it didn't last long.
"D- Daisy? Are you oka-"
Daisy, shakily, ran off, a hand over her mouth. She finally let herself breathe, hunched over, behind a wall. She gasped for air before her back straightened up and she moaned in pleasure.
She slapped her hand right back over her mouth again, eyes wide.
Even though Caine doesn't like anything sexual- he'd allowed her to change her body as much as she'd like, whenever she needs it. And she's so so glad. But... But... she didn't expect phantom sex with it!! What the hell is even going on!?
She suppressed and muffled more moans as the feeling continued. It felt like - well, to what she could imagine - someone grinding against her. WHY!? Why that specifically? Why did it feel so good? Why now? Oh, God - it was so good. She could feel how wet she got from her own body, and this strange fake sex. Leaning against a wall, she continued to pant and moan, hips bucking into the invisible pleasure.
She just... needs to get to her room... And find a way to stop this, or - or just... let it happen, and cum by herse-
As soon as she began to walk, Zooble appeared.
"Hey. Can you quit it already with the mask thing? You know how obvious you are, right? And it's really hurting Gangle." They grumbled, arms crossed.
"Pshh- she likes it. It's fine. Now I need to go to my roo-" Daisy laughed gently, moving to walk past Zooble and push them away. But they stepped in front of her again.
"No. Sh- we aren't going to let you walk all over us anymore...! Go apologize to her! now, Daisy!" Zooble growled, shoving her back.
Daisy had to suppress another moan, stumbling back. She trembled as her thighs glistened with sweat under her overall skirt. "F- Fine. And then I'm going to my room!" She gasped out, voice cracking slightly.
She grumbled under her breath angrily. She just wants to deal with this stupid phenomenon...!
"Gangle- I'm sorry I broke your mask. A lot. I'm self projecting or whatever. I'll try not to again. Bye-" She rushed out her words, turning around to leave. Zooble pushed her back.
"That's not a real damn apology!"
"I'm busy, you child's toy! Leave me alone!!" She snapped back, gasping. All of a sudden, she was... coated with cum. She squeezed her thighs together, so so glad that the cum was low enough to not show on her skirt. And she couldn't help but to let herself cum along with whatever just did it on her, as it kept grinding so deliciously. She bit her lip to prevent any noises, and trembled slightly at the force.
"With what? God, you're so f^<(!%& weird - just - apologize to her or go rot by yourself! Nobody had to help you, you know!" Zooble groaned out.
Gangle spaced out on Daisy's form, completely silent. Like she's trying to gauge why she's being so strange...
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Pomni gasped loudly as she came. She leaned over the plushie as she twitched and trembled, grinding to prolong her orgasm. Oh, so good. It was so good. Better than she'd ever imagine a plushie could be. She whined out Daisy's name over and over again, eyes shut.
Eventually, she calmed down. Cum trickled down her thighs and down the plushie, and her body relaxed. Luckily, she didn't feel so weak in this digital world.
But... God, is she still throbbing in need. She peered down at the plushie, and her eyes sparkled with a new idea.